Chapter 224

Episode 224: The World (9)

The Inquisitor struggled as he looked at the devil stepping on his neck. The curtain that was somehow trying to be maintained has already been broken.

To stop the demons flying towards the city, and to help the collaborators who are probably missing out.

entire.

“Gagging.”

The reason his life was hanging on right now was because the curtain was broken. Thanks to the return of the strength I used to use on them, I was able to prevent my neck from breaking.

Well, I hope that will end soon.

“Oh God.”

Will she die like this? Will I die without being able to save anyone?

“Please...”

But that’s okay. Some people may have saved their lives because of her struggles.

“Mercy...”

So now all I want is a little luck. The good fortune of ensuring that many lives are not lost again because of her.

It’s time for them to regroup and face the devil again...

[No!]

Then, the moment a beam of light obscured one side of their vision, it collided with something and shook the earth in a huge way. The force pressing down on my neck weakened and was repelled by her divine power.

Since it is a form in which the other party gains strength due to external variables, it may be a case of bouncing back.

In any case, being released means being released. She immediately made up for her lack of breath and coughed endlessly. Unfortunately, my body had no strength.

Rustle.

Instead, a sound that tickled one of my ears was added. It was the sound of rocks breaking apart. thud. Maybe it’s the sound of a heart falling.

thud.

thud.

Every time the sound of a heartbeat echoed through the world, the demonic energy grew stronger.

The Inquisitor’s eyelids rolled up. Huge demon energy was gathering like a whirlpool, encroaching on the place where the demon knight was confined.

[What on earth did those damn things do?]

Boom.

It’s like a storm. The visible demonic air currents concentrated and converged at one point, truly creating a storm on earth.

[Damn it...!]

But is there anyone who can do anything about it?

thud.

does not exist. Even the devil who tried to kill her had no choice but to wait helplessly in front of the flow.

thud.

The magic energy that was as sharp as a blade was a weapon in itself, and its power to stick to the floor and pool like a swamp was a clear warning.

thud.

The sound of the heartbeat grew louder and louder, resounding like the sound of the footsteps of an army or like drums being beaten to boost morale.

It was a sound that was orderly and strictly controlled, yet filled with excitement and excitement.

Coo!

And when the sound finally came to an end. Sigh! A hand rose from the demonic pit with an inaudible sound.

Clutter.

The right hand, black as if it had been coated with magic energy, touched the ground and pulled up the connected body. Like a corpse buried underground rising up, or like a person drowning in a lake making his last struggle.

[Ah, finally.]

The person wearing the goat skull had long white hair.

[I guess I’ll try my best.]

That was exactly the scene the Inquisitor’s mind remembered.

She passed out, her only comfort being the disappearance of the heat that tormented her breath.

* * *

Wood clatter. Wow.

Mephistopheles tried to move his body, which was a mess with demonic energy covering its entire body.

The hem of the clothes that had been pressed to the skin disappeared as if it were seeping into the skin. The same was true for the parts that were not pressed.

The shape is nothing more than a hem of clothes, but in human terms, they are nothing more than a crumb that would be the size of a fingernail. It’s not a problem to get rid of it and create something new.

Quad deuk.

The same goes for wounds. The eyeball that had ripened and burst began to grow in that order, starting from the optic nerve, muscle, sclera, vitreous body, lens, iris, and cornea, pushing out the remnants of the original eyeball. Instead of tears, the fragments that came out disappeared as if they were melting into thin air.

Wow.

The broken leg also slowly returned to its original shape. In the process, all the muscles that have been burned and shriveled melt away. Grumbling. Muscles grew and covered the empty space. The same was true for the skin and internal organs.

The body that returned from death straightened out its body, which had been shriveled by muscle contraction. The body, which was reorganized several times during the regeneration process, is quite similar to the body that Mephistopheles originally used.

...It’s not completely the same, so there are still some inconveniences.

If you change more than one thing, the problem is when you have to change it back later. It may be that he has completely taken control of the body, but in the current situation, which is close to rental, this is the limit of what can be changed.

He clicked his tongue in regret and stood crookedly with a slimmer body.

Click. The skull of his signature mountain goat covering his face rattled slightly. The messed up clothes disappeared during the body’s regeneration process and wrapped around his entire body in a new form.

Traces of a hometown he couldn’t remember covered most of his body in black.

[Thank you so much for this.]

Now I am completely ready. Mephistopheles adjusted his sleeves with his hands in a languid voice.

[Thanks to you letting go of my hand, I recovered comfortably.]

Pulling the black gloves on my wrists, which are barely visible due to my clothes anyway, to cover more of them is closer to provocation than funny. A provocation in the hope that the opponent will get angry and attack him.

[...I know how you killed Asmodeus, so there’s no way I would give you distance.]

However, Pandemonium did not pass over to Mammon. If it was wise, it was a wise decision; if it was clever, it was a clever decision. If they had made a surprise attack while it was being restored, they would have cut off its head in an instant.

But it has already failed. Mamon said that, so there’s no way I’m going to get over it.

[You’re smart.]

So Mephisto gave up his desire and picked up another topic. There were still people who could laugh at Mammon.

Black fire consumes even lava. Knowing that, Mamon immediately took a step back.

Bang boom! The lava exploding from all directions is a power that cannot be seen even when dealing with a vessel of anger or a hero.

The lightning summoned by offering Leviathan’s tears flew endlessly towards the opponent.

[Where are you going, Mamon? You should play with me. Huh?]

But the moment Mephisto created a spiral fire near me, all of that was useless.

A torrent of demonic energy protected its owner and burned down the enemy’s attacks.

Woe!

And the person in the middle of the space fluttered his white hair and pulled out his sword.

This is a sword I made by hand-picking my own ribs, refining them, and imprinting them into my soul before my body was taken away by a contract.

A sword that can be summoned from any vessel, summoned in any form, and capable of containing any power. Ratel.

In fact, Grethen, who used this instead, only used it as a sword... but its true value does not lie in its hardness and unbreakability.

[Ratel also wants to play with you.]

The sword Ratel, which had taken the shape of a two-hender to deceive humans, melted, seeped into the dirt, and rose again.

Slurp. A sculpture that could only have been shaped like a human stood next to him. It was a doll that would match him with precision.

[I’m going to do this, so you have to play with it!!]

[Tch!]

Mamon clicked his tongue at the appearance of the infamous sword.

[Then...!]

「Before that, fulfill your promise first. Save the warrior. The two humans over there

as well.” I have to do as I am told.]

However, it was not an easy situation for Mephistopheles. The moment the freedom he thought was perfect was restricted, he bit his teeth.

However, you cannot break a ‘promise’. The moment you break your promise, even the opportunity you barely got will be lost.

[To kill that guy, why can’t I spare that person?]

At his instructions, Ratel’s alter ego flew out in a different direction. The target is a fallen warrior who has been left unattended.

[Ah, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to get paid for going to rescue him.]

The devils who tried to stop him were torn to pieces as soon as it set its claws. He doesn’t have an ego so he has to specify each one individually, but in this case it’s quite usable.

[You!]

[Haha, would you like it, Mamon?! I have a little more time to live!] After

taking care of all the miscellaneous matters, the clone carried the hero and flew to the other side. He will probably even take two unconscious humans and go to where the humans are.

The condition for him to go on a rampage is that ‘those three’s heads must be attached’.

[Ha you. Do you think your seal will be broken by begging the hero?! How stupid! You are nothing but a bastard fawning over the hunter who will boil and eat you!]

Seeing that, Mammon laughed at his actions and moved the lava giant that had been waiting to one side.

Although it has no special abilities, it wields only its huge weight and heavy mass as a weapon.

[That’s right, maybe that’s possible. But at least I can kill you. Isn’t that right?!]

However, if he were to be defeated by a lava doll, wouldn’t his name that once raised hell be a waste?

Mephisto cheerfully ignored Mammon’s words and used demonic energy to temporarily create a sword.

Suddenly!

And swung. The demon energy instantly expanded and split the lava doll like a whip.

The blade, compressed to the limit without any waste, is so sharp that it leaves no scars on the lava doll.

However, the central nerve that controlled it was clearly cut. The same was true for the sword strikes that occurred on both sides half a beat later. They accurately cut down what could be called ‘nuclear’.

Pow!

The moment the demon energy supporting the huge lava was cut off, it exploded, spewing lava in all directions. The rest melts downward, melting and covering buildings.

Quang!

Meanwhile, Mephistopheles’ arm was pointed forward. A huge pillar of fire shot out from his fingertips and aimed at Mammon’s body.

[Damn it!]

Splash!

The person who escaped by moving quickly to fall into the lava muttered an insult.

Pow!

At the spot where the pillar of fire touched, an explosion occurred half a beat later, burning the lava. The black salt stuck to the ground crackled like a residual fire.

[That’s creepy!]

Mamon looked at the squirt and gave an annoyed laugh. Around his body, which has just emerged from the lava, are the flames that Mephisto spread in all directions at the beginning of the fight.

[Explode.]

At the master’s command, the flame swelled and was about to explode.

[Unlikely numbers...!]

Instead of being taken aback by the progress, Mammon covered it with lava containing even more magical energy.

He then used the increased distance to gain more power. Rocks closer to meteors than volcanic bombs flew toward Mephisto, and thorns sprouted from all the lava.

[Okay, let’s fight dirty! Mephisto!]

Anyway, there were enough magi. As he threw away, he spread lava on the ground as Mephisto walked.

The erupted lava dyed the area red, and the additional leaking gas and ash changed the picture to look like a destroyed world.

[Because I have more cards!]

Mephisto, who had created a black wall of fire to block the attack, frowned slightly.

The amount of magic energy you have. This is because he may have been in the original situation, but now he is significantly behind.

[Yeah, that’s a bit annoying...]

But whatever. Mephistopheles did not depict his own defeat. On the contrary, this difference made his anger grow even more.

Anger towards Satan. The body that was stolen in return for being lost to that damn thing. I am in a situation where I have to wander around looking for dishes. The current situation was that I had to end up signing a contract because I couldn’t easily give up the initiative to a human subject. No matter how much it was a condition of the contract, it was another soul who was very far from anger. A body that must be returned as soon as the appointment ends.

There were many things for him to be angry about.

[To the point where I was really angry.]

The black fire fueled by anger grew stronger and enveloped his entire body. Gurgling. What is blooming between them is a crimson redder than anything else in the world.

[I’ll erase it.]

Just then, the sword that had fulfilled its duty returned to his hand, and he swung it like that.