Endless ice runes rushed towards them, sweeping over them like hail and a storm.
But Kayal relaxed instead, gently stepping behind Irene and whispering, "Shoot them all down, don't miss a single one. Go, Irene."
The silver-haired, pointed-eared Claymore shot into the air like a silver arrow. It was clear that Irene, with her golden eyes, had already created a silver sword-net in mid-air, intercepting every single incoming projectile. This was the strength of Claymore No. 2!
Although Teresa's natural talent overshadowed Irene, making her No. 1, Irene's exquisite technique and battle-hardened experience created a significant gap between her and No. 3 Sophia. One could say she and Sophia were completely different concepts; of course, she and Teresa were also different concepts... Powerful! Invincible!
Like a valiant Valkyrie, Irene, wielding her Claymore, stood majestically before Kayal and the others, a Valkyrie and guardian who blocked all attacks for Kayal.
Looking at Irene with admiration, Atoris suddenly felt that his future path was gradually becoming clear, slowly unfolding before his eyes.
"Ugh..." After the last wave of attacks, Irene suddenly knelt down, her sword falling to the ground with a thud. Her entire being appeared grotesque, with green blood vessels bulging on her face like a monster. Her teeth suddenly became sharp and vicious, and a massive amount of demonic aura began to emanate from her body. Rings of demonic energy continuously impacted the surroundings, and the wind pressure from the blooming demonic power vortexes was like a whirlwind, constantly stirring the surface of the water, the green grass, the leaves, and even clothes and hair.
"Damn it! Irene!" Kayal cried out and ran towards Irene. Atoris, who had not yet reacted to the sudden change before him, now realized how similar Irene was to Priscilla, who had awakened that day!
She awakened!
No! I will stop her! Kayal embraced Irene and asked loudly, "Irene, how are you feeling? Lie down! Lie down!" Kayal tried to straighten Irene's body as much as possible, but there were still endless hailstones, ice spikes, ice cones, and ice balls flying towards them. Without time to worry about anything else, Kayal roared and tore off the clothing around Irene's abdomen. "Atoris, block them!"
Without extra words, heavy trust and responsibility fell upon Atoris. There was no panic, no excitement, only a steady stand in front of Kayal and Irene, both hands gripping her sword without a single tremor. Looking at the barrage, like a mountain collapse and a tsunami, Atoris knew very well that her strength was not as great as Irene's. In various aspects, due to the age difference, there was a considerable gap. But she was not afraid. She held her sword tightly, quietly waiting for the attacks rushing towards Kayal.
She had already abandoned her own defense and was completely blocking the barrage for Kayal's safety. She planned to form a triangular defensive line, so Kayal would be in the blind spot of the barrage!
Looking back at Irene, Kayal saw that Irene's abdomen had completely transformed into a grotesque product, like thickened blood vessels. The previously smooth undulations had become a constantly erupting, deformed tumor, spewing demonic aura. It pulsed like a heart, rapidly gushing an exaggerated amount of demonic energy. "Damn it, this frequency! It must be over eighty percent! Irene shouldn't have this level of demonic energy release!"
"Berserk!? Out of control?! Damn it, insufficient information, damn it!" Kayal placed his hand over the tumor, intending to suppress the eruption of demonic energy or slow it down. But it was clear that the ferocity of the demonic power was beyond Kayal's expectations. After only pressing it for a while, his hand was already covered in cracked wounds. He didn't dare to use healing magic to heal his hand, fearing it might stimulate the tumor. Kayal was sweating profusely with anxiety.
"Kay! Stop, you can't stop her!" Grabbing Kayal's shoulder, she couldn't find the strength to push Kayal away.
Pressing her shoulder and forcing her to the ground, Kayal was unprecedentedly rough: "Shut your mouth and watch me!"
Kayal's hands, covered in blood, pressed against the constantly throbbing tumor, but he was thinking rapidly, his entire brain working at full speed. Damn it! Damn it! The demonic energy won't stop!
Kayal watched as Irene's face slowly deformed, her entire body twitching and changing. His face gradually calmed down. He gently embraced the deformed Irene and closed his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Irene, I can't do it... Haha, the first time I've ever failed to do something in my life... You took my first time, you know... If you want to awaken, then awaken. Even if you become an Awakened Being, you are still my friend, my comrade, my subordinate... I will feed you with my own flesh, even if you become like Priscilla... it doesn't matter." Kayal gently closed his eyes, embracing Irene, whose entire body was completely deformed. Kayal had never hated his powerlessness so much!
"Stop! Get out of here!" The inhuman Irene cried, "I'm not like Priscilla, that kind of super abyss! A normal Claymore, after awakening, will have a period of losing their mind, leaving only eating, just eating! Run! Kay! I'll eat you! Run!" Irene explained with difficulty, completely out of breath, constantly wasting demonic power, but Kayal chuckled softly: "I am a sage, a man who will change the world in the future. I won't be eaten so easily by my subordinate!"
Hup! Ha! Hah, hah... Constantly shattering smaller attacks, continuously deflecting larger barrages, but even so, her shoulders, thighs, and waist had sustained injuries that were neither light nor heavy. Her ability to exert force was already becoming limited.
"There's still more!" Looking at the rings of barrages emanating from around the fairy in the center of the lake, Atoris appeared quite disheveled. The erupting demonic power behind her no longer attracted her attention; her attention was completely drawn to the lake fairy in front of her.
"Endless fellow!" The knight's sword cut through an ice ball. Atoris's face was covered in sweat. A terrifying aura suddenly came from behind, causing even the Lake Fairy in the air to tremble and stop. Turning her head, everyone's gaze was on the transforming body, which was releasing astonishing pressure.
"Come back to me!!" Kayal roared, desperately holding Irene's head, "Change back!!"
"Oh! The ability to control boundaries? Is that it? Like me?" The purple-haired woman, happily watching from the gap, suddenly covered her mouth with her fan in surprise. "Eh? Is it really the same?" Looking at Irene, who had returned to her original state, the woman, who claimed to be eternally seventeen, had an expression of indescribable astonishment on her face.