My Wives are Beautiful Demons - Chapter 249

Chapter 249: Recruited
The energy around Vergil exploded in brutal waves, his presence becoming an overwhelming force on the battlefield. The ground cracked beneath his feet, and the air vibrated with his now-unrestrained demonic aura.

The five nobles felt it immediately.

“So, you were still holding something back…” murmured the white-haired woman, spinning her spear and assuming a defensive stance.

“Tsk… He’s a monster,” said the giant wielding an axe, his crimson eyes analyzing Vergil’s every movement.

But instead of being intimidated, Vergil only laughed.

“What’s wrong? Weren’t you five here to crush me?” His voice was filled with pure excitement. “Then do better.”

And then he attacked.

The ground exploded as Vergil shot toward them, his blade like a streak of black lightning cutting through the space between him and his opponents.

The blue-skinned, silver-haired woman quickly raised a shield of fire, but Vergil cut through it as if it were glass, appearing before her in an instant.

Her eyes widened. “Damn it!”

She barely managed to dodge as his sword came down, cleaving the ground and sending a wave of debris flying. But before Vergil could press the attack, the slender demon with black claws appeared behind him once again, his frost-coated blades aiming for his spine.

Without even looking, Vergil swung his sword backward.

The clash of metal against metal echoed across the battlefield, and in an instant, Vergil turned his entire body, delivering a brutal kick to the demon’s stomach, launching him into a distant rock formation.

But then came the real danger.

The woman with the katana, who had been silently watching until now, finally moved.

In the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of Vergil. Her movement was so clean, so precise, it seemed as if the space around her bent to let her pass.

Vergil barely had time to react before her katana slashed downward.

A thin cut—swift as death.

Vergil’s chest opened in a crimson line.

Silence fell for a second.

Vergil looked at the wound on his chest. Blood dripped down.

And then, he smiled.

“Now this… THIS IS A FIGHT!” His laughter echoed across the battlefield, and his eyes burned with a maddening hunger.

The five nobles took a step back, sensing that the worst was yet to come.

Vergil took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, something in them had changed. His presence became even more overwhelming.

He wiped the blood from his chest with the back of his hand and pointed his blade at the five.

“Now… let’s see if you truly have what it takes to defeat me.”

The real battle had begun.

The tension in the air became suffocating. The flames of Hell danced around, fueled by the overwhelming energy radiating from Vergil. His eyes gleamed like sharpened blades, analyzing the five nobles, who now showed true caution.

The woman with the katana slowly spun her blade, wiping off Vergil’s blood.

“You’re resilient…” Her voice was soft but carried a latent threat.

“You have no idea,” Vergil replied, flexing his fingers around the hilt of his sword.

The giant with the axe was the first to move. His weapon glowed with demonic energy, and as he swung it, the very air was cleaved in half.

Vergil smirked and moved.

He vanished in a blur of blue and black, reappearing directly at the giant demon’s side. His sword shot upward like thunder, aiming for the exposed flank.

The impact was brutal.

The giant roared in pain as he was sent flying backward, his armor shattering at the point of impact. But before Vergil could pursue, a sharp crack sliced through the air.

The white-haired woman appeared beside him, her spear moving like a black lightning bolt. Vergil barely dodged the first strike, but the second hit his shoulder, sparks flying as it scraped against his toughened flesh.

But he retaliated instantly.

Turning his body, Vergil slashed downward. His blade glowed with pure power, sending an arc of energy slicing through the space between them, forcing the woman to leap back with impressive speed.

Yet he had no time to breathe.

The blue-skinned mage raised her hands, and a storm of blazing fireballs rained from the sky.

Vergil laughed.

Leaping high into the air, he weaved through the flames with absurd precision, dodging as if he could predict each explosion before it even happened. When he reached the peak of his jump, he raised his blade to the sky.

The air crackled. “Disappear.”

He plummeted like a meteor.

The impact was colossal.

The ground split apart in a massive crater, and a devastating shockwave swept across the battlefield, hurling debris and forcing the five nobles to reposition themselves quickly.

But the woman with the katana wasted no time.

She cut through the dust and appeared behind him, her blade poised to take his head.

This time, Vergil didn’t just move to block.

He grinned.

Spinning his sword in a circular motion, he not only deflected the strike but redirected its force against her, forcing her to retreat for the first time.

“You’re fast…” he murmured. “But not fast enough.”

The slender demon emerged out of nowhere, its claws glowing with dark energy, aiming for Vergil’s chest once more.

This time, Vergil didn’t even bother to block.

He simply tilted his head, letting the strike pass mere inches from his face.

Before the demon could react, Vergil drove his fist into its stomach.

The impact was so brutal that its body was launched like a projectile across the battlefield, smashing through several rock formations before finally coming to a stop.

“Two down,” Vergil muttered, his eyes now locking onto the three remaining foes.

The white-haired woman gripped her spear tightly, her eyes burning with determination.

The mage conjured another spell, her energy surging exponentially.

The woman with the katana prepared herself once more, her presence becoming sharper than ever.

Vergil merely licked his lips.

“Now this… Show me everything you’ve got.”

And then, true hell began.

The air trembled under the sheer pressure of gathered demonic energy. The ground was scarred with deep cuts, craters, and embers as dust swirled between the combatants.

Vergil rolled his shoulders, feeling the pure thrill of battle coursing through his veins. He couldn’t remember the last time he had felt so alive.

The spear-wielding woman was the first to strike, her speed now utterly insane. Her weapon gleamed with dark power, thrusting straight for Vergil’s heart.

He sidestepped with a subtle motion, letting the blade pass within a hair’s breadth of his skin.

“Fast, but predictable.”

Before she could retreat, Vergil seized the shaft of her spear with a single hand and spun his body, dragging her along.

The impact was brutal.

She was hurled like a ragdoll, rolling across the ground. But before she could rise, Vergil was already there. His sword descended like a lightning bolt.

Black flames erupted between them.

The mage had intervened, conjuring a wall of fire to force Vergil to retreat. He leapt back, laughing.

“Ah, so you can work together when you try. That actually moves me.”

The woman with the katana finally acted.

Vergil barely had time to register before she was right in front of him. Her blade moved fluidly, as if it were an extension of her own body, delivering swift and deadly slashes.

This time, Vergil truly had to focus.

He moved like a phantom, parrying strikes that would have shredded any other warrior. With every attack she launched, his grin only widened.

Until, finally, he decided to strike back.

With a single step forward, he dodged her blade and spun his sword in a horizontal strike.

She blocked, but the impact was so strong that it threw her backwards, her feet leaving deep furrows in the ground.

Vergil smiled, tilting his head.

“You’re different from the others. Calculating. Quiet. And that technique… Ah, I’d love to take it apart piece by piece.”

She didn’t reply. She just straightened her posture and prepared her next attack.

The axe giant, recovered from the previous blow, roared and raised his weapon, the blade glowing with chaotic energy. He brought it down with all his might.

Vergil simply raised his sword and held the blow.

The ground cracked beneath his feet.

But he didn’t give in.

The giant’s eyes widened in surprise.

Vergil just smiled even wider.

“I love to see when you realize… that you don’t stand a chance.” With one swift movement, he kicked the demon in the chest.

The impact sent the monster flying backwards, crashing into a rock formation and collapsing amidst the rubble.

The mage cast a new spell, and this time, a storm of lightning descended from the sky, each bolt seeking out Vergil as if it had a consciousness of its own.

He laughed. “Now that’s beautiful!”

Instead of running away, Vergil advanced against the lightning.

He whirled his sword in chaotic movements, cutting through the electricity in the very air, dodging with calculated steps and avoiding each explosion with an almost artistic grace.

In a matter of seconds, he was already in front of the magician.

His eyes met hers. “Boo.”

Before she could react, Vergil kicked her in the stomach, throwing her like a rag doll.

The woman with the spear returned to the battle, attacking with a fiery fury, trying to pressure him.

But by now Vergil had learned her moves.

He dodged easily, letting her attack again and again, until finally he grabbed the tip of the spear with two fingers.

“You know… this is getting predictable.”

He pulled her close and, with the hilt of his sword, hit her straight in the face, sending her crashing to the ground.

Now only the woman with the katana was standing.

Vergil opened his arms, as if inviting her to one last round.

She took a deep breath and, without hesitation, stepped forward.

This time, Vergil really got into the rhythm.

The two moved like shadows, their blades exchanging blows so fast that sparks filled the air around them. None of the other nobles dared to interfere.

Vergil laughed at each exchange, enjoying himself as never before.

“You… You’re good.”

Her blade passed across his face, cutting a thin line across his cheek.

He stopped for a second, put his finger to the cut and looked at the blood.

Then… he laughed. “I like it, you’re hired.”