Demiurge - Trashes Adventurers

Suddenly, five adventurers appeared behind Jaldabaoth. They must have been using a spell to go invisible and close the distance. Remedios had no idea why they abruptly showed themselves—because while she was aware that Invisibility existed, she had no idea what kind of spell it was or why the effects might cut off.

Jaldabaoth showed no signs of intercepting the suddenly visible adventurers. No, he didn’t even appear to notice them.

Was the threat she had sensed from him an error? Or was this a phantom or a double instead of the real thing?

No—she rejected the latter thought. That couldn’t be. Her instinct, her nose for evil, told her that Jaldabaoth was here.

The adventurers panicked and attacked. Just as their weapons should have connected, strange wings sprouted from Jaldabaoth’s back, skewering the adventurers behind him like knives.

Their chests penetrated, blood must have flooded their lungs.

Coughing up bloody foam, a single adventurer mustered the last of his vitality to bring his weapon down again.

But even though the hit landed cleanly on Jaldabaoth, it didn’t seem to hurt him in the slightest.

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Volume 12, Chapter 1.4