Polpo di Pajojo

Stunned, Polpo inquired, "What has befallen them? Have they transformed into demons?"

"Our enemy is a demon lord of rank 40. Do you expect them to last more than a few seconds? I merely augmented their strength... at a cost, of course," Dobroslav responded with indifference.

"I see. That does make sense!...wait! Rank what?" Polpo exclaimed, visibly startled.

"He'll arrive in a few moments, so you'd best ready some formations!" Dobroslav teased.

"I never agreed to this!" Polpo di Pajojo complained, yet his movements remained continuous. Despite his round physique, each motion he executed was remarkably precise and delicate.

"Daemonhart! I will tear you apart!" roared Nobis as he closed in.

"Xia, stay concealed in the shadows!" commanded Dobroslav.

Without a moment's hesitation, she employed the Shadowmeld technique, vanishing without uttering a word.

Nobis arrived, surrounded by a vortex of Qi, his eyes ablaze in a bloody red. Glancing at Dobroslav, he was taken aback. "What in the hell has happened to you? Since when have you become one of us!?"

"You dare to compare yourself to me, you lower life form!" retorted Dobroslav with a reprimanding demeanour. "I will teach you how to write the character for 'death.'"

Nobis could no longer contain his anger and charged at Dobroslav. Unperturbed, Dobroslav awaited him with an evil smirk, not fleeing. As Nobis entered the 10-meter radius around Dobroslav, he finally realised he had been lured into a trap. "A formation?!" he exclaimed. "Whoever you are, I'll grind your bones to dust and scatter them across the stars!"

"Damn! I'm as good as dead!" cursed Polpo under his breath. Frantically waving his hands, he focused on the formation and added another layer―a protective barrier preventing anyone from leaving. "That was close," Polpo di Pajojo muttered, feeling a slight sense of relief.

Dobroslav understood the reason behind the additional layer of the Protection formation on top of the Qi Disruption formation, but nonetheless, he complimented him, "Good job!" Polpo was surprised but didn't refuse the praise, stammering, "Tha...thank you!"

Nobis, analysing the situation, boomed with laughter. "Do you think those two half-demonic mongrels and a plain Qi Disruption formation will help you kill me? Laughable!" His eyes scanned the surroundings once more, suspicion tainting his voice as he added, "Where's Cysio?"

Dobroslav replied with a grin so malevolent that even the most wicked demon lord would be envious, "He's in a safe place! No need to worry about him."

Unexpectedly, Polpo di Pajojo's pride in his craftsmanship surfaced. "Simple?!" he retorted furiously, his forehead vein pulsating vividly. He then began to move his hands in a mystical manner, chanting intricate words. As he finished, another layer enveloped the group. However, this time, it wasn't a simple or common formation; it was an extremely rare Blood Arena formation. The Blood Arena formation prevented either party from escaping the duel until one was dead. Upon completion, a spirit tattoo of chains materialised above the heads of Dobroslav and Nobis.

Dobroslav was elated with the turn of events and praised Polpo di Pajojo again. "I knew you were extremely talented, but I didn't know it was to this extent." Simultaneously, Nobis sneered, "You just made my job easier!"

Ignoring Nobis, Dobroslav commanded the newly demon-turned twin brothers to attack him, while he himself began to chant.

Shui unleashed the water lance technique, conjuring a swirling lance made of water that he used to charge at Nobis.

Xue first cast a defence boost technique called Snow Shield upon both himself and his twin brother. Then, wielding a lance artefact pulsating with cold, he charged at Nobis with a battle roar.

Nobis, seeing the approaching threat, snarled, "Trash! I will purge you from my demon race!" With an enraged roar, he readied himself for the impending clash.

The battlefield erupted into a symphony of clashing elements as Shui's water lance clashed against Nobis's formidable defences. Water droplets scattered in every direction as the two forces collided.

Meanwhile, Xue, armed with the pulsating lance artefact, danced gracefully around the chaos. Each strike he delivered was precise, aiming for the chinks in Nobis's demonic armour. "Feel the chill of oblivion!" he taunted, his battle cry echoing through the corridors.

Nobis, undeterred, unleashed waves of dark energy, attempting to overpower Shui. "You think water can stand against the might of darkness?" he sneered, his eyes gleaming with malevolence.