Chapter 1942. Eternal Rest

The runic symbols along Belphegor's body flared brightly as the crimson and black drills bored into his defensive runic layer.

Belphegor focused all his concentration on maintaining the runic defense that empowered his Diamond Body. He couldn't move because of that. The three were as still as statues while their energies combat each other. The rampant force discharged by the clash prevented anyone else from approaching.

Belphegor was confident the power of his mana manipulation was superior. Yet, as seconds passed, he felt his runic defense weakening. The runic symbols all around his body were dimming.

"Im–Impossi…"

Belphegor couldn't complete his word because his defensive runic layer finally gave in. The two giant drills pierced through and started drilling his sparkling diamond skin. Sparks were produced as friction intensified.