Cyan swiftly sent lightning coursing through his body.
Every muscle fiber was stimulated, his blood began to surge.
He was ready for the battle ahead.
Cyan faced Hans, while Midbro and Highbro stood against Ziban.
Cyan shouted,
"Hey, you two deal with the demon. Leave the butler to me."
"No need for someone like you to remind us," Highbro replied coldly.
"You useless brat dares to give us orders?" Midbro scoffed.
"Does the young master really think he can handle that?"
Before the words even settled, Hans moved.
A sharp slash cut through the air.
Whiz!!
Cyan quickly shifted to the side, barely dodging.
Hans continued his assault, his fists crashing down like thunder, forcing Cyan to retreat.
Woosh… Woosh Woosh… Woosh Woosh Woosh
Lightning bolts fell from the sky.
KRAK… KRAK KRAK!!
Cyan focused.
The reason I can dodge… is because lightning always strikes a fixed point.
As long as I keep moving, he can't lock onto me with his current power.
But Hans sped up.
His attacks grew faster, heavier, more overwhelming.
Cyan was pushed back toward a massive boulder.
Hans threw a punch.
BOOOOM!!
The boulder exploded, trees behind it collapsing as debris scattered everywhere.
Yet Cyan slipped through, sliding beneath him and narrowly escaping.
But it wasn't enough.
Hans seized the opening and spun, his kick slamming into Cyan's back.
BAM!!
Cyan was sent flying.
"If you had just behaved, young master, it wouldn't have hurt as much."
While still mid-air, Hans rushed in to finish him.
But Cyan reacted instantly.
A compressed bolt of lightning burst from his palm.
KRRRRAAAACK!!
The explosion pushed him away while scorching Hans.
Is this demon stupid? He just keeps charging without thinking.
"Damn brat! If you had surrendered, I wouldn't have hurt you!" Hans roared.
"I don't talk to weak insects."
Hans froze for a moment.
"…What are you talking about?"
Hans frowned, irritation flashing across his face.
"…I'm just a servant. What lightning magic are you even talking about?"
"What nonsense is the young master spouting?"
Silence followed.
Hans's expression darkened.
"Hey… you bastard. How dare you ignore me?"
Still no answer.
He narrowed his eyes, starting to think.
Meanwhile, Cyan wasn't even paying full attention to him anymore. His gaze swept across the battlefield.
"You… know who I am?" Hans asked, his tone calmer now.
Cyan replied without hesitation,
"Why would I answer someone of your level?"
Hans burst into laughter.
"Hahaha… you've got quite the tongue."
"Maybe I underestimated you brats just because you're six."
"…Or maybe you're a little different."
"You talk too much."
"Haha… fine. But the game ends here."
"Brats are still just brats."
"I'll show you what despair really is."
"By the time you understand the gap between us… it'll already be too late."
Cyan suddenly dashed into a dense bush behind him.
From outside, Hans could clearly see it.
A glow of lightning mana moving rapidly inside.
He smirked.
A pathetic trick.
Without hesitation, he charged forward and unleashed a bolt of lightning.
KRAAAAK… BOOOOM!!
A massive strike descended from the sky, obliterating the entire area.
The surrounding vegetation burned to ash, the ground collapsing into a deep crater.
The lightning aura disappeared.
Hans grinned.
"I held back just enough so the brat wouldn't die outright… fuhahaha."
"There's no way a six-year-old could dodge or block my attack."
But then…
There was no body.
"…What?"
"Where did he go?"
"Did that attack completely disintegrate him?"
"No… that brat had some strength. There's no way his HP was low enough for that."
"…Did he get blown away?"
At that moment, a voice came from behind.
Hans turned sharply.
There stood Cyan.
"You bastard Cyan! What did you just do?!"
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A few minutes earlier, Cyan had already come up with a plan.
He sent lightning in a different direction, amplifying its intensity so it became brighter and easier to detect.
The goal was simple.
To mislead Hans.
And it worked perfectly.
While Hans focused on the decoy, Cyan moved toward his real objective.
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Not long before that, after shouting at Cyan, Midbro and Highbro had turned toward Ziban with confidence.
"Lightning Impact!"
But reality was far from what they expected.
Their high-tier spells were easily dodged.
They were just children.
They had never truly fought, never killed a moving enemy before.
"Damn it! This coward only knows how to dodge like a bug!" Midbro shouted.
"That weak demon can't even take a hit from us. Aim properly!" Highbro added.
Ziban laughed.
"Hahaha… you two are quite amusing."
"You shout every time you attack. Who would just stand there and let you hit them?"
"You bastard!"
The two shouted in unison.
But the gap was overwhelming.
Their attacks kept missing, hitting nothing but air.
Within minutes, their mana was nearly depleted.
Only a trace remained, barely enough to keep them conscious.
"It's over… weak brats," Ziban said coldly.
He stepped forward and grabbed them by the neck, lifting them into the air.
Watching them struggle, a twisted satisfaction filled his eyes.
But suddenly—
Two bolts of lightning shot toward him at incredible speed.
KRAK… BOOM!!
KRAK… SLASH!!
Ziban couldn't react in time.
His hands were occupied, and he couldn't risk blocking improperly.
If either child died before being properly prepared, his master would burn him alive.
The attacks struck.
One scorched his back severely.
The other—
SPLASH!!
Severed both of his arms.
The two brothers dropped to the ground.
Ziban groaned.
"Aaaaaa!! My arms! This body… I just obtained it not long ago!"
Cyan had calculated everything carefully.
No matter how fast lightning was, there was never a guarantee it would hit.
But Cyan knew something important.
If Hans really was Fur… then those kids wouldn't die here.
I remember it clearly from the game. They survived this event.
That means… despite all his threats, he only wants to knock them out and find a suitable vessel.
Cyan has put Ziban in an unavoidable situation.
Two mid-tier lightning spells, cast without incantation.
Enhanced power. Maximum surprise.
Cyan is also the perfect vessel in this scenario.
That's why I dared to fight Hans.
At the very least… I won't die here.
But losing my soul is a different matter.
A child with no way to protect their soul can't resist possession from a Demon Duke.
Cyan kicked Midbro and Highbro out of the battlefield, then sliced off Ziban's claws and grabbed them like dual blades.
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At that moment, Hans finally understood what had happened and rushed over.
Ziban groaned in pain.
"Lord Fur… please help me. I can't maintain this body anymore. Please heal me or grant me another one…"
Hans's expression twisted with fury.
"A useless trash like you dares to order me?"
"I didn't mean that, my lord!"
"You did."
Lightning gathered instantly.
Hans fired a bolt straight at Ziban.
Ziban screamed, begging for mercy.
But the lightning didn't slow down.
KRAAAAK—BOOOOM!!
The attack obliterated both his body and soul.
"I don't have any subordinates who would lose to a 6 year old child." —-Hans muttered
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Hans turned toward Cyan, his voice filled with rage.
"I don't know what you did… but you're not leaving here alive."
"I'll take your body right here."