At this point, the's really only one thing to say.
ZA WARUDO!
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The flames washed forward, reducing the ground into particles of data. Beelzebumon was surprised by the sudden appearance of a new enemy, but he knew that there were times to shelve questions and æwhen an enormous Digimon is trying to kill youÆ was one of them.
He leapt into the air in an attempt to avoid the flames.
Belphemon huffed out a breath, muzzle stretching into a toothy smile.
That was fine with him; heÆd just flood the area with flames. He can burn to ashes when he gets down.
ôLampranthus!ö
This time, the amount of flames called forth was far greater; the previous attack was like a candle flame compared to this inferno. They washed over the earth like a tsunami; everything to the horizon was covered in the evil fires.
Everything except the small, yellow fox-like humanoid and the ground around her; a five meter by five meter area was clear of the flames. Even the heat from them was held back by his will.
But that left a weak point in the attack and Belphemon knew it. If Beelzebumon could adjust his trajectory in mid-air and head towards the spot left open, heÆd be able to avoid the attack.
More importantly, the Renamon would be in danger.
But there were ways of dealing with things like that, he knew.
He narrowed his eyes and watched for BeelzebumonÆs reaction.
Sure enough, he noticed the opening. He twisted his body like an acrobat and even seemed to lose his momentum in midair; some application of power, perhaps.
Regardless of the reason, he was heading towards Renamon, now. Belphemon quickly estimated his remaining hang time.
Given the power of the original jump, the original direction of movement, the time required for Belphemon to attack, the time required for that attack to take effect, and BeelzebumonÆs own actions in midair, the remaining time was approximatelyà
Three seconds?
No problem.
LEVEL: 666. SYSTEM: BELPHEGOR. CODE: SLOTH.
Two concentric Indigo circles drew themselves into existence at his feet. In the space between them, BelphemonÆs thoughts repeated themselves twice. At the bottom of the inner circle, two symbols appeared; the symbol representing Sloth and the symbol representing Mars. At the bottom of the circle, the words æCAUTION! PURGATORY LEVEL 4Æ was written.
BelphemonÆs animalistic smile widened.
ôSloth!ö He cried.
A wave of light expanded outward from the symbol, growing to tinge the whole area Indigo. And in that colored worldà
Everything stopped. The flames had stopped amidst their own flickering and Beelzebumon hung in the air. Around him, the other Digimon and their human partners had stopped mid-motion.
Time itself had stopped moving.
Except for Belphemon.