Demiurge - Purgatory Clothes

Momon took a giant leap back. The jump’s power was so weirdly great that it seemed almost like he’d used Fly. Then he threw a sword up into the air. As her eyes focused on the whirling blade, her peripheral vision caught Momon pointing a spear out of nowhere.

The spear had a crimson head, like a swirl of fire. He launched it at Jaldabaoth. It zoomed toward the demon at ultra-high speed, leaving a vivid red trail that nearly branded her retinas.

“Demon Aspect: Purgatory Clothes!”

On impact, fire leaped into the sky, and a shock wave raged through the area.

“Kgh!” Evileye hunkered down so the burst of air wouldn’t blow her away. She was lucky she had the mask on so she could keep her eyes open in the blast.

As she watched, Momon neatly caught the sword that dropped straight down back to him as if it were slicing through the wind. Then he charged at Jaldabaoth again.

Jaldabaoth, poised to meet him, was enveloped in flames, and the spear Momon had thrown was sticking out of the ground at his feet.

Momon swung the sword down, and Jaldabaoth caught the blade with his hand. That second, the demon’s hand started smoking, and the sword slowly sunk into his fingers.

“If you can melt a weapon of this level...you must have strengthened that power, huh?”

As an adventurer of the highest rank, Momon’s weapon had to be made of fairly high-quality metal.

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Volume 6, Chapter 11.2