The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 125: Chapter 123: The Celestial Spirits That Protect Demons

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Chapter 123: The Celestial Spirits That Protect Demons ----- The Demons were handling things better than they expected, driving the Blood Knights slowly to a corner! It was all thanks to their cooperative efforts to fight together as a single unit. This was all thanks to Anna, who taught them basic strategies with the aid of Gram, who held great experiences on battlefield strategies and how to teach soldiers how to fight together, being an Ancient Sword held by a Hero who once led an entire army of warriors to many battles and all. Thanks to the inherited Skills from Inferna, such as her Demonic Spearmanship and Anna’s Twin Cutter, they were able to dish decent amounts of damage; the Blood Knights were only a dozen while they were over fifty. However, as the battle kept going and Inferna was fully concentrated on fighting their boss, who kept monstrously transforming into larger and more aberrant shapes, the Blood Knights started gaining an advantage in terms of durability, vitality, and energy reserves compared to the Demons. Many of them started falling after taking near-fatal wounds, barely saved by the Doppelganger’s little fragments that sneaked into their armor, healing them with Healing Touch to keep them barely alive. However, as they fell unconscious, the Demons that could fight reduced more and more in numbers, while the Blood Knights were still about seven. They had taken five of them, but the Demons were already at their last stand. “If this continues, we’ll end up losing!” Muttered one of the Demons leading the last battalion that could fight, a group of only eighteen men were left. “You pathetic livestock, know your damn place!” “You’re going down no matter what; give up already!” “After taking down our friends, don’t think you’ll go down without suffering their pain as they die!” “RAAAH!” The eight Blood Knights were overflowing with strange, dark auras, as if an otherworldly power had blessed their bodies, giving them an even further boost in power. [The Bleeding Scream] shrieks, their appendages wiggling as they delight themselves, glancing at the mortal's struggle in a pointless battle…] [It is truly the most delicious of settings; this flavor never gets old…] It was very clear who was behind their power boost; as Blednica was currently busy dealing with Anna, the entity behind this entire thing was delighting themselves with the development of this battle. CLASH! CLASH! CLASH! Several blood magic weapons rained upon the Demons, who desperately used their shields and weapons forged by Anna and everyone else underground. Their armor was already slowly falling apart, their shields were on their last bits of durability as well, and their weapons were barely holding on. “DIE!” One of the more angered Blood Knights roared, hissing at the Demons as he jumped into the air and then descended, pointing his sharp spear down towards them and attempting to pierce the skull of one of the Warriors! CRASH!!! However, the warrior barely evaded, as a purple-colored tentacle pulled him back just a few centimeters before he could get impaled to death. The shockwave of the attack hitting the ground was powerful, though, enough to shake the ground and unleash an explosion of blood energy across dozens of meters. “Urgh…! I-I barely evaded…?!” The warrior thought, gasping for air. His body could no longer respond to him anymore; it was too exhausted to move anymore. “But even then... This is as far as we’ll get! We fought well, but…” He glanced back at his companions; everyone was very tired. “This is the extent of what we can do…” Tears of frustration started coming out of his eyes, gritting his teeth. Even after having battled and worked so hard to get to this point, they were still not enough to fight and defeat the entire squadron of Blood Knights, several Ranks above them. In this world where one person could become strong enough to battle one hundred on their own, there was no such thing as quantity over quality. The strong w