Modern World Warlock-Chapter 357: Danger Zone

As Netherius held Megan by the neck and kept her suspended in the air, the brunette tried clawing her way out of his grip to no avail.

It was as if the necromancer's body weighed the same as a truck, making him utterly unmovable from his position.

When Megan's vision started to blur, she faintly heard Sami shouting from the building, but she couldn't listen to her words.

'Shit… D-Dante-,' Megan thought, mere seconds away from being asphyxiated.

Suddenly, the necromancer's grip slightly loosened when Netherius sensed a dangerous presence nearby. Still, he didn't have time to investigate as a powerful gust of wind landed in his location before imploding.

The random attack was so powerful that it completely cleared the corrupted asphalt from the street while erasing numerous buildings around the necromancer.

Massive pieces of debris were flung all over the place, crashing against other buildings and making them crumble.

As the smoke dissipated around Netherius, he wasn't holding Megan anymore after he had to drop her to protect himself from the surprise attack, and when he looked forward, he spotted Dante carrying Megan in his arms almost a hundred meters away from him.

"Megan…" Dante muttered, examining her wounds.

The brunette was still conscious, but she was full of bruises and cuts, and a part of her neck looked charred black—an effect of Netherius "Death Art: Wither."

Quickly grabbing a healthstone from his pocket, Dante held onto Megan's hand with it and began to heal her wounds.

"Get some rest. I'll take it from here," Dante muttered, not moving his gaze away from the brunette.

"Heh, I knew you'd arrive…" Megan weakly replied, letting out a soft smile and leaning her head against the warlock's chest.

After Megan closed her eyes from the exhaustion of being healed by the healthstone, Alice appeared from under the rubble with an expression full of rage.

A second later, Zac did the same and lifted a massive piece of wall that landed on top of him, throwing it to the side like a piece of cardboard.

"Alice… Take Megan far away from here," Dante said, and although he wasn't speaking loudly, his tone was very commanding.

"Zac… You get some rest as well," He continued, barely turning his head to look at his friend.

"I can still fight!" Zac shouted. "That bastard killed Saris! I will not let him get away!" he continued, clearly under the effects of his berserker spirit.

"Zac!" Dante's voice echoed in the battlefield, prompting the redhead to gaze at the warlock.

Initially, Zac was going to insist and argue with Dante, but when he looked at his face, he noticed that Dante's expression seemed utterly different than usual.

Ever since they became friends, Zac had only seen Dante getting angry a few times, and even when he did, the warlock still maintained a somewhat calm demeanor.

Still, he remembered that he had seen Dante make that face one time, and it was during the time that the incubus demon showed him the warlock's memories—an expression he only made in hell.

"You are half-dead. Go back," Dante repeated his command, making Zac snap out of his memories.

"Got it… Will you be okay?" He asked.

"I don't know, but this entire district might get wiped from the map," Dante replied, handing the unconscious Megan to Alice.

"Hey, hey! Where are you guys going!?" Netherius interrupted, seeing that Zac and Alice were backing out.

Wanting to stop them, the necromancer conjured a quick spell and began shooting a barrage of bone spikes at the fleeing Jade Dragons, but the projectiles were turned to dust after Dante raised his hand forward.

"Hah-! Is this what you are now!? A bodyguard-!?" Netherius shouted, trying to taunt Dante and throw him off.

However, his sentence was cut short when Dante appeared right before him with his fist charged in an eerie, purple energy, landing a powerful punch in the necromancer's gut that made him crash against the base of a building with his back.

Netherius instantly tried to stand up, but was met with a kick to the face that slammed the back of his head against the wall, breaking it down and prompting the building to crumble on top of him.

"Get up…" Dante muttered to the necromancer under the rubble.

A second later, his request was fulfilled as all the debris around Netherius was blown away, but any piece of stone that got close to Dante was instantly turned to dust by the sheer pressure of his aura.

Asphodel, who was watching from the top of the building, turned to look at the cyborgs and the two defeated Death Knights and told them to get away from there as quickly as possible.

Lexia seemed a little confused since the vampire Mother didn't usually act so rashly, but when Asphodel explained that they were in danger by being close to their battle, Lexia began to act and carried Vesnia on her back.

Before using the propulsors on her legs to fly away, she noticed that Sami was still looking down at Dante's battle with a mix of awe and fear.

Even though Sami had seen Dante's powers numerous times and trained with him, she had never seen such a raw and powerful umbral aura oozing from a person.

Her computer brain was telling her how amazing it was to witness such power, but her demon soul was begging her to run away.

At that moment, it clicked for Sami.

She wasn't scared about the battle. It was her own demon soul that had a deep, ingrained fear for Dante's true power.

Sami wanted to keep watching and learn more, but not only would she have to fight her own instinct, she would also be disobeying Dante's orders.

When Asphodel placed a hand on her shoulder and brought the hell-cyborg back to reality, she simply nodded and extruded her legs propulsors.

Deciding to get further away from their battle, Asphodel grabbed the unconscious Isidor and took him with her, wondering if he would be useful.