"What's going on?!"
The woman known as Santa Claus opened her eyes in astonishment.
In just an instant, all hundred of the dolls she had infected were wiped out?
As she was dazed, the corner of her eye caught sight of a figure that had appeared in front of the dolls at some unknown time.
Pure white military uniform, ice-blue long hair hanging behind her like tassels, a beautiful face more exquisite than a master-carved doll.
A figure she had never seen before.
Among the information she had collected, there was no information related to her.
Is this Makima's subordinate?
Or a helper she invited?
Could the Devil this woman contracted be the Ice Devil~?
Judging from the current scene, her ability was extremely incompatible with it.
"Makima, is she your trump card?"
Santa Claus said with a forced smile.
Such a smile could only make people feel eerie.
"Bring out whatever other abilities you have. It's rare for me to come here, so try to make it as enjoyable as possible for me."
The smile on Esdeath's face was completely opposite, it was a smile full of fighting spirit.
However, despite her words, Santa Claus knew from the opponent's power to instantly freeze her that winning a frontal battle against her was nothing short of a fool's dream.
"I want this battle to end quickly."
The longer the incident dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for her.
Heaven knew what other tricks Makima had up her sleeve.
But in reality, Makima was more at ease than ever.
She just quietly watched the battlefield, and after seeing Esdeath's methods, she marveled at her power.
"Hiss, no wonder so many people are afraid of her. Freezing so many people in an instant, who can withstand that."
Gabriel said with a slightly exaggerated tone.
"Esdeath's strength should already be comparable to an Upper-Class Devil."
Rias was also a little surprised.
As a pure-blooded Upper-Class Devil, she felt a slight sense of superiority when she saw these group members.
After all, even if her strength wasn't the strongest, she was one of the top few.
However, this woman named Esdeath effortlessly displayed power stronger than hers.
"Upper-Class Devil? Supreme Devil!"
Gabriel shook her head and added.
"Esdeath, in her original world, had the feat of freezing an army of 100,000 in an instant!"
"One hundred thousand… army."
Hearing this number, Rias thought she had misheard.
But after seeing Gabriel and Marcille nod to confirm it, she was extremely shocked.
If it was true as they said, then Esdeath, who could kill 100,000 people in an instant, indeed possessed the strength of a Supreme Devil.
Tokisaki Kurumi, who was listening quietly nearby, also looked at Esdeath with extreme surprise.
One hundred thousand people?
Isn't that several times more than the people she killed?!
And judging by the group members' attitude, they don't seem to reject Esdeath much, do they?
Thinking of this, Tokisaki Kurumi's mind became active.
After all, before this, she had always hidden her identity.
What would these group members think of her if her experience of killing ten thousand people was exposed?
However, now that she knew Esdeath had killed more people than herself and was not ostracized, her thoughts gradually became active.
Of course, Tokisaki Kurumi wouldn't be foolish enough to expose herself like a werewolf.
However, knowing this news made him feel much more relaxed.
He could discuss it with Rosen later and find a chance to upload an anime about her.
....
At the same time.
Esdeath held the upper hand at the center of the battlefield.
However, her expression was somewhat disappointed.
"Is this all there is to the so-called top-tier Devil Hunters?"
What was the difference between Santa Claus's strength and a random street dog she had casually killed before?
Sighing as if bored, Esdeath walked towards Santa Claus through the ice and snow.
It was time to end this.
Devil Hunters were different from Devils; once killed, they could not be revived.
Although Esdeath had no personal grudge against Santa Claus, Esdeath's attitude towards enemies was to strike decisively and wipe them out.
At this moment, Santa Claus also sensed a chilling killing intent rushing towards her.
As she reacted to the shadow of death, several ice cones appeared out of thin air, tearing through the woman's body with powerful kinetic energy capable of ripping apart even reinforced concrete.
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However, she did not die immediately.
Words of mockery squeezed out from her bloody head.
"My puppets are already spread all over the world. Even if you kill this body of mine, a new Santa Claus will appear soon."
"You can't kill me."
As she spoke.
Several more puppets appeared from other directions.
Among them was an old man past his prime.
He was also a puppet controlled by Santa Claus.
He transformed his arm into a long blade and pierced his own chest.
Scalding blood immediately flowed from his orifices and wounds.
However, this puppet's face showed no sign of pain, only mechanically opening and closing its lips.
"Offer my heart, and the children I adopted... as an exchange."
. ..... ....
"Oh, Hell Devil, please summon all life in this vicinity to Hell."
Making a deal with a Hell Devil was not a simple matter.
For Santa Claus, to summon and trade with it, she needed to sacrifice herself and the lives of four children who loved her most.
Her own life could be replaced by a puppet, while the other three children were some of the children Santa Claus had adopted in the past.
When she had no mission, she would spend time with those children to cultivate affection, until, when needed, she could sacrifice them without hesitation.
The old man, refined into an exquisite puppet, died swiftly.
His corpse decayed and shriveled.
Meanwhile, in the German countryside, the heads of the three children adopted by Santa Claus were also wiped away by a giant finger reaching out from the void.
Shadows spread, and an ominous black mist enveloped the city for a kilometer radius.
An unusual feeling emerged from the depths of everyone's hearts.
Fubuki and Frieren, among others, looked up and saw a surprising sight.
"What is that thing?"
Rias also saw it.
Her face showed emotion.
A gigantic withered hand reached out from above the hotel roof.
Then it opened its five fingers and grabbed the entire hotel.
The next second.
Space began to churn, and a roller-coaster-like sensation of palpitations appeared in everyone's hearts except Rosen and his companions. When everything calmed down, the scenery before them underwent a drastic change.