Ifrit was practicing his abilities on his house when he suddenly had received a mental notification through floating runes.
In Hell, a dimension different from this Universe, demons were allowed to leave only when they were chosen by other inhabitants of the dimensions, through summoning magic.
When Chaos was about to summon him, Ifrit received this notification.
Of course, demons are not forced into this, as it would be like kidnapping, and Lucifer, the king of Hell, wouldn't allow his demons to get kidnaped so easily.
The demons had the choice of rejecting it.But it was often seen as an opportunity by many.
Their society encourages them to accept this offer so they can grow stronger through traveling to faraway places, protecting their masters from dangers, and growing stronger with them.
Of course, there was also the risk of dying…
Chaos father, Ainz, had summoned four demons in the past, although they were powerful and offered their powers to him, they were also evil beings, and desired to devour his soul and that of his wife to gain more power in this place and become "free" from their summoner contract.
Thankfully, Ifrit wasn't like those demons, and decided to stay at the side of his lord and serve him, although the first impression he got from him was a cold-blooded monster that intimidated anyone he looked at with his expressionless face and his deep crimson-red eyes, he slowly grew to know him better, and realized how incredible Chaos was.
Despite being immature at first, he slowly matured, forged in constant battles and odds, he grew into a stupendous man, but he was still growing more and more, and had yet to achieve his total and full potential…
Ifrit wanted to stay at the side of his lord and see how far he could grow as a man, and he was also growing at his side, alongside the friends he had made along the way.He now had to show the power his mother had given to him, because unlike anyone in his family, she trusted him.
And because, just like his mother, Chaos trusted him.
"I cannot die here while my lord is being in the stomach of a legendary beast…!"
FLASH!
Demonic Soul Fire Technique.
A technique that the Ifrit Demon Family had been zealously keeping a secret.
With this power, Ifrit was breaking his own limits and surpassing them greatly.
The flames of his soul resonated with his own fire, as golden flames emerged around him.
This technique was able to showcase the color of the soul of a person, it often showed what kind of person they were.
If there was a pink flame, they were compassionate and gentle, if it was a black flame, they were malicious and envious, if the flames were green, they were carefree and steady…
But amongst all colors, there was a very rare one.
Gold.
Ifrit had already seen the color of his soul, an extremely rare one, filled with secrets and abilities he had yet to unlock.
But as of now, it was enough to confront the beast in front of him, which was unleashing a bad copy of his lord's signature Chaotic Flames which he admired a lot.
"I will burn you to ashes, faker!" roared Ifrit, as his entire body exploded into golden flames, resembling a shining sun atop the skies, everyone saw such brilliance and were left speechless!
How come a demon from Hell was able to produce such brightness from his soul?
Ifrit's soul flames were dancing around him as they formed a domain.
His entire body was covered in golden flames as his domain spiraled around, forming a ring of golden fire.
The ring constantly rotated around, generating a strong wave of heat and light!
FLASH!
Ifrit reached up to the black lion chimera beast, its chaotic flames were easily annihilated by his superior golden flames, as they were extinguished!
CLAAASH!
His fists, coated in his flames, were explosive, each fist that clashed over the lion generated shockwaves everywhere.
The massive lion was struggling to keep up, its entire body was disfiguring itself to his very fists, as if enormous holes emerged over its body, barely able to regenerate them…
The more it regenerated, the more grotesque and amorphous the lion ended becoming, until Ifrit found himself fighting an unrecognizable mass of black flesh struggling to survive his blows!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Not only fists, but powerful kicks, body slaps, headbutts, and more were included.
The fighting style of the Ifrit Family was outstanding, it combined every part of their body into a complete martial art.
They required no weapon, their very bodies, covered in flames, were their weapon!
Ifrits kicks, punches, headbutts, and more continued to fall over the black lion, generating thunderous sounds across the skies.
The lion was trying its best to survive, its various cores across its body resonated with chaotic energy as the monstrous being unleashed gigantic beams against his enemy!
These beasts were overcharged with the deadly power of chaos, and slightly distorted space as they rushed towards Ifrit, breaking through space and clashing over his body from multiple angles.
However, Ifrit was relentlessly fighting, evading, or even simply confronting the chaos head on.
His golden flames were somehow able to keep up with it.
But his body was yet to be completely used to it.
After all, he wasn't as naturally talented as his older siblings, and he lacked enough natural stamina, even as he was now.
His flames were too powerful as well.
The soul flames consumed his very soul.
If he used them too much…
He might end up destroying his own soul.
Many would call this technique a reckless fighting method.
But Ifrit was putting his all on this fight because he wanted to win and to practice this powerful technique.
As they say around his family, it is only in your direst moments that you can break your limits!
However, as he realized he was finally going to defeat the monster, two more beasts reached to him from left and right!
CLASH!
CLASH!
