I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey Chapter 278: Despicable Is the Epitaph Of Those That Are Despicable

“Everyone, Formation 3, engage!!“

On the ground floor, Claude was the first to react and shouted out. He grasped the air as golden rays converged and transformed into a longsword that appeared in his hand. At the very same instant, a figure charged out from the swirling dust and came crashing down with the howl of a deafening gale.

Its target was clear as it shot straight toward the most important person on the ground floor.

Claude!

He was the commanding officer and highest-ranked among the knights present. Most of all, he was the strongest. Once he was defeated, the others wouldn't be of any concern.

Naturally, Claude perceived this intent as he raised his longsword and adopted a defensive stance. From within the smoke and dust, a pair of dark green, webbed claws emerged first.

This surprised Claude. It's not Oswald?! Impossible! Probe magic had indicated Oswald was alone on the second floor! What exactly is this thing?!

But he no longer had any more time to think.

These claws closing in on him were at least half a meter long. Claude could see the thick joints, razor sharp nails, waxy skin, and hideous scales. Along with the webbing between each individual claw, it was evident that their assailant wasn't human.

However, the longsword merely parried the claws for an instant before shattering from the immense strength of the blow.

BOOM!!

A thunderous sound was created as a result of the clash, causing all the billowing dust to disperse.

Claude gritted his teeth as he was forced backwards by the remaining unnegated strength of that blow. A white glow erupted around him while all his muscles contracted as he activated the power of aether.

He let out a low grunt and held onto the fingers of his opponent, expending all his might to hold off this non-human creature.

Crackk...

A string of fissures started appearing on the stone floor beneath Claude's feet like an expanding spider web of cracks. At the same time, the ground was dragged along as Claude was pushed back, creating dragging long tracks along with him.

The im

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