Is that it? Is that it? Is that it?
This phrase began to loop endlessly in Vergil's mind.
Come to think of it, ever since he was a child, Vergil had been somewhat competitive; he often fought with Dante when they were young, all for the sake of winning.
Later, after he fell into the Demon Realm, the desire for power took root and sprouted in his mind like a sickness. He challenged the most formidable demons in the Demon Realm, constantly refining and training his power, making himself stronger, even stronger, the strongest among all demons!
Yet today, he heard this:
"Is that it?"
Is that it? Is that it? Is that it?
These three words were like a curse, circling incessantly in Vergil's mind.
He felt angry, insulted, and felt that if he did not slaughter the bastard before him, then everything he pursued would be meaningless.
Thus, Vergil roared. Blue light erupted from his body, and he suddenly leaped up, carving a blue line through the air like a meteor streaking across the sky, circling and flying in the air.
He danced in a circle in the air, then charged directly toward Zuo Si.
Zuo Si watched Vergil charging toward him, snorted, and closed his eyes once again.
Then, Vergil slammed into Zuo Si with a bang.
The white light shone once more, and this time, the light seemed slightly different.
It seemed to have absorbed Vergil's impact, creating layers of ripples that transmitted down toward the ground.
The white light around Zuo Si's body also began to gradually push outward, constructing something that looked like a sphere.
That sphere was dented inward by Vergil's impact, yet it remained completely unaffected—still firm, still invincible.
And Vergil's impact force was ultimately completely absorbed.
Vergil fell from the air and knelt on one knee on the ground, breathing deeply. This incredibly powerful Demon Lord had quite a lot of sweat appearing on his head, soaking his trench coat. Even for Vergil, it was difficult to maintain such high-frequency output during a prolonged battle.
He was tired.
But the man before him still had no reaction at all, simply keeping his eyes closed.
It was as if he were asleep.
Afterward, Zuo Si opened his eyes again.
He looked down at Vergil from above, his gaze seemingly mixed with disdain.
"No way, no way, surely no one actually thinks they can knock their opponent down just by headbutting them."
He continued to speak, mocking him in such a way.
Vergil felt as if his heart were about to explode, and it seemed as if something had snapped inside his brain.
He gripped his blade, and blue, barrier-like energy bloomed around his body—his power and aura rose sharply—the space itself seemed to be trembling.
Dante's gaze flickered.
He knew this skill.
Judgment Cut End.
The power of the Yamato released by Vergil going all out, traversing space, cutting through space, and slaughtering every enemy within this range.
This move was immensely powerful; even Dante was not confident he could survive after taking a hit—but that man over there still had not moved at all. He just stood there quietly, as if he knew nothing at all.
Zuo Si stood where he was—honestly, he was panicking.
Although Rick had told him with certainty that this protective shield could perfectly resist all attacks, he was the one taking the hits, and he himself had no clear understanding of the protective shield—if something went wrong, he would lose his life.
But this was the best method Zuo Si could think of right now.
If he did not stand out, then DOOM would definitely fight the demon hunters present to the death, and that was not something Zuo Si wanted to see.
Therefore, he could only pin his hopes on Rick and rush out to act as a fool in danger.
As for why he closed his eyes—of course he would be afraid of being slashed! If he didn't close his eyes, he would be scared to death!
..Just like he did in his original world.
Fortunately, however, he guessed right this time.
Rick did not exaggerate, nor did he lie to him. This protective shield indeed possessed terrifying defensive power; even a warrior as powerful as Vergil could not break through it.
Zuo Si also discovered the special ability this protective shield possessed—general impact damage would be absorbed and converted by the shield, which was why Vergil could not knock him away, while Nergigante could bite him and lift him up.
Although it was not actually of much use, it was a good choice for acting cool against Vergil.
And Zuo Si's sarcasm also successfully drove Vergil to the point of going crazy.
This powerful warrior had never suffered such an insult; Zuo Si's words were like sharp nails, striking Vergil's heart one by one.
Finally, Vergil used one of his most powerful skills.
This time, there was no more Anger on his face, only a Serious expression.
"If I still cannot kill you with this strike! Then I will follow your words, return to the Demon Realm, and guard it!"
Zuo Si did not speak; he just slightly raised his eyes, the right corner of his mouth curling up, revealing a Smile filled with contempt, disdain, confidence, and mockery, looking just like a checkmark.
After seeing this Smile, the thread of rationality in Vergil's mind completely collapsed.
Vergil roared, and without caring whether his Judgment Cut was ready, he slashed out directly.
Vergil's only idea at this moment was:
Kill this guy!
At all costs, kill this guy!
He thought this, and then his body traversed into the Void of space.
And at that very moment, the blue Domain he had constructed vanished instantly.
Light, shadows, and brilliant colors were all mixed together, and the only thing that could be seen clearly in the midst of it was Vergil, who was traversing through space with his Blade.
Every one of his slashes could cut through space, every one of his strikes could shatter the Domain, and he traversed through Spacetime and space, possessing endless power!
But... all of this still failed to break Zuo Si's Shield.
The Judgment Cut that shattered space grew weaker and weaker, and those blades lingering in mid-air gradually disappeared.
Vergil's figure appeared on the flat ground, breathing deeply; he looked as if he had been fished out of water.
Likewise, his eyes were filled with despair.
Vergil knew he could not break this Shield.
He hadn't even managed to make his opponent make a move.
He had lost.
As a Demon Lord who pursued power, he had completely lost.
Zuo Si opened his eyes and looked at Vergil before him.
This time, he was not being sarcastic, but spoke plainly and seriously: "You lost."
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