Alex and his father had been heavily engaged in their battle against Yasir. They weren't just fighting for the sake of two worlds but also for people they had lost because of Yasir and his schemes.

There were many feelings on the line.

Pope Yasir fought with his beliefs and heart, silently sending forces at Alex and Harvey. These two were stronger than before. Alex went through the evolution and obvious progress, his Ultimate Skill in the form of totems.

Holiness was the most useful here. Stella's Ultimate Skill lowered Yasir and his angel's holiness. The man couldn't easily heal his demons, which fell pretty easily due to Alex's blue flames, Ivonne's gravity control, and Harvey's sword.

Moreover, Alex also had a little 'hack' in his totem. Since Stella was on the battlefield, the mana consumption of the divine totem was heavily lowered because she added her own mana to aid her beloved.

This made her primarily support, but Stella didn't mind.

Harvey was also a different beast. He killed people on Earth, often spared with other guardians, and his rusted instincts had been long since gone. He returned to his peak, both physically and mentally, his sword decimating lesser demons effortlessly.

Amidst crumbling demons, Alex shrunk distance and found a gap enough to cast one powerful skill, "Asura's Hack!"

Yasir felt pressure on his black robes as though Alex had marked him. He promptly wrapped himself in his demon, which allowed him to survive the first serious attack. Of course, Harvey had a good link with Alex, so he found a gap during that exchange, his sword going through Yasir's weak point.

But as Yasir's demon was tough, his sword's tip barely went in.

Harvey and Alex weren't to waste the such opportunity, though. Once close, they kept going forward with deathly strikes at Yasir, blue flames and red slashes going throughout his body.

At that time, Yasir's clone suddenly appeared behind them. Still, Alex and Harvey literally had that 'crude sword' etched in their minds. They knew that Yasir could duplicate and be faster.

Though they had avoided the blow from behind, Yasir proved his worth, widening the distance between them with speed akin to light.

"You've come prepared or I am losing against the lovely father and son bond?" Yasir commented, still wearing a smile, but his voice felt empty, and he kept asking questions instead leading the talk.

Alex and Harvey exchanged glances, then charged straight at the pope! They knew that Yasir needed time and they wouldn't give it to him, for the duo already saw the chances of victory against the leader while others fought below them.

It'd be best to end this quickly.

Yasir played his last card, summoning his lesser demons again. But this time, he called forth people that were close to Harvey and even Alex, for Josh stood before the antagonist's former leader.

His expression was clear and lively, as though he had returned from a grave.

That was because of Yasir's angel. The gorgeous lady sprinkled her holiness onto the demons that were after Alex and Harvey's friends.

"Demonic or normal bodies, do you think we will fall into your trap or let you buy some time, Yasir?" Harvey questioned with a narrowed and irritated voice, his sword soon chasing after Alex, going through lesser demons regardless of their appearance.

Alex was the same, his heart strong.

But as Harvey and Yasir were a few inches from each other, and their swords went through their bodies, the change that froze Harvey appeared in his mind.

[Kill me, Blackburn Blade.]

Harvey saw the scene from the past. And it wasn't just a scene, for Yasir also conveyed his thoughts. Hearing them, Harvey's eyes became blank and confused, his body refusing to move as if the shock were too strong for him.

"Father!" Alex quickly pushed his father away, then thrust the sword after Yasir's neck. The same image appeared in Alex's mind, with thoughts swarming his head. As he listened to them, Alex couldn't believe his ears or what he had been listening to.

That was not enough to freeze him, perhaps because his connection with Yasir was not as strong as his father's.

[If I kill him, everything will end. Two worlds will exist Peace will take over Wars cease to exist And no one will rely on me No one will look up to me with those hopeful, puppy eyes. Their tears won't drench my clothes, and I won't be their hero Ah Everything will end And the truth will come out The truth that I have always been plotting for antagonists to win that I deliberately kept sending them information, so our forces lost and that only I could shine on the battlefield]

"Hero Complex?" Alex smirked at Yasir, whose armor no longer looked the same. Deep cuts went from top to toe, and he shed some of it with every move, no matter what force was behind it. He had blue flames searing his skin and soul, and Ivonne's gravity force pulling him down as she had been silently glowering at him all the time.

"I told you, Alexander," Yasir smiled, a rare smile that seemed so genuine it was out of place. "I never lose." After those words, Yasir shoved his sword into his throat, then pushed it to himself; the sword utterly went through his neck, protruding from behind.

Harvey woke up from his stupor, gawking at the antagonist's leader, "You never lose? But you just killed yourself, you heartless, selfish bastard! You are no longer the leader; you are the worthless bag of bones and flesh now!"

Before the light faded from Yasir's eyes, he mustered his strength to reply to his old friend, "And that's what I decided to become So I haven't lost."

"Stubborn fuck," Harvey spat, not even trying to catch Yasir's plummeting body. He turned to his son, who stood in a trance. "Alex?" He asked, but Alex remained immovable within the air.

On his back, Ivonne shuddered, and her trembling voice replied to Harvey's inquiry, "Goddess She has caught his soul."

Harvey's eyes dilated, bemused. He was at a loss for words, fearing what Goddess could possibly want from his son.