Encounter with Belphegor

Franz arrived before Belphegor. Even from a distance, it had been quite grotesque, but up close, it was even more so. Franz, having seen such sights countless times, could remain unfazed, but any ordinary person would have surely fainted.

“Oh? You came to me on your own? Did you lose your mind or something?”

Belphegor seemed delighted. It appeared to think of him as mere prey.

“Well, if you want to die, I guess I have no choice but to oblige.”

As soon as the creature finished speaking, the mass of flesh surged like a wave, rising high like a monstrous wave.

It was as if it were going to swallow Franz whole.

However, it wasn't particularly threatening. Facing the World Tree had been a bit more tense.

Franz was about to snap his fingers, thinking he'd just put up a suitable shield.

Yuna, who was beside him, swung her sword first. Countless thin lines appeared on the flesh, which was then sliced into tiny cube-like pieces and rained down.

“Yuna, thanks.”...