Chapter 150: The Empress made a big mistake II

The palace was silent, a streak of fire passed so quickly that anyone who saw it would disbelieve it to be real. Dante strode through, ready to kill the Empress.

He sensed her presence from the office where he had already faced her and entered, passing through the door unnoticed by her, and grabbed her by the neck.

"Start explaining before I kill you," he said severely, gripping the Empress's neck as she struggled, choking under the man's hands.

He seized her and threw her onto the office room's sofa as his murderous aura radiated throughout the space.

"Do you think I'm joking?" Dante questioned, and several assassins began to fall from the ceiling unconscious.

Everyone succumbed to Dante's bloodlust and suffocated until they fainted.

"Your foolishness will cost your entire empire. If you think my connection with Velryna would stop me from wiping out your entire continent, you're sorely mistaken, or do you think she would currently defend you?" he questioned, and the Empress remained silent.

She was already prepared for this; Dante, still in his slightly black-haired form, began to break her, his hair turning red and his ebony horns appearing.

"I am the Demon King, who are you to test me?" he asked, glaring at her.

Fire began to take a sinister shape, his fire with Tsukoyomi's restraints beginning to manifest over his body.

She started to rise but promptly fell to her knees while sweating coldly; she knew she had crossed the line.

"What strength, I knew he was strong, but... this is extraordinary! I was clearly stronger in raw power! What is he? An aberration?" Aldria was beginning to despair.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she said with difficulty. Unlike the Emperor, she really didn't know what was going on with Dante, although she had an idea.

"Oh, you don't know? Then let's wait for Sara Vortex to arrive in this wretched palace, and the moment she confirms that I am myself, I will erase you from this world," Dante said, his eyes burning with fury.

"If you have so much doubt about me, why don't you enter my mental world?" Dante questioned, opening the darkness in his heart, and his mental world began to manifest.

All the anger, all the fury contained for all these years because of his losses, all despair emerged in one place. Aldria was now not seeing Dante's Core Mental World, she was looking at his soul.

Aldria's own soul began to be tormented by her own internal demons. She found herself amidst a mental storm, witnessing horrendous scenes before her.

The skies were bathed in a dark red hue; Tsukoyomi's Moon obscured Amaterasu's Sun, creating a red Eclipse that engulfed the entire dimension. On her knees on the ground, she saw nothing but blood pooled around her, not just around her, but all over the floor, like a river in crimson red.

"And would you have let Sara and Nagasawa come?" She asked, already knowing the answer, and Dante fell silent. "We are alike, Dante, I know exactly how you think," she declared, and he was left speechless, but he changed the subject nonetheless.

"What did you use to lure them?" He said. "Information about you."

He sighed lightly, running his hand through his hair. 'Damn, I can't take care of them while that guy is still at large, I have a bad feeling.'

'Maybe I can negotiate with her to protect them, but Velryna... no, I can handle it.' He finished his thoughts and turned to Aldria.

"You will treat them as if their lives depend on it. When this is over, I'll think about what to do with you. Until then, you'll take care of their security and use everything possible to ensure it," Dante said as he stood up, heading towards the door.

"If they are in danger, consider yourself a dead woman, Aldria," he said and left the room.

Aldria, standing, fell to her knees on the floor as she was euphoric, breathing heavily. 'Damn, that was the toughest negotiation of my life, this lunatic would really kill me! This damn obsessive would put his life at risk just to avenge his women? Crazy!'

Dante, on the other hand, stood at the door waiting for any negative reaction, but it never came. Despite hearing the woman's heavy breathing, he didn't take it as a bad sign and just walked away.

He would now prioritize one thing... Velryna Smith.

"Aaralyn, Vex. Come here," he said, and a bat flew in through one of the windows, its shadows swirling with the emerald-haired woman emerging.

"Aaralyn, isolate the perimeter and start searching for the assassins Ethan will send, reveal yourselves as the Emperor's Ghosts and warn about the possible attack."

"Alright... but where are you going?" She questioned as she saw Dante's bloodthirsty gaze slightly deviate from the norm. Usually, he was calm, but now... his gaze wasn't any different from that of a furious Red Dragon.

"Putting out the fire of some idiots hiding under the name 'Demon Cult,'" Dante said. Aaralyn nodded and disappeared, going to form a containment to protect Velryna. Although she was a warrior, Dante cared little. He had seen her fight and knew she could defend herself, but murder is different from any ordinary fight.

It can happen without her even realizing it, and he wasn't willing to follow that blind path.

His appearance began to change, and he turned black-haired. Wearing stealth clothing, he vanished in flames, appearing on top of a rooftop. His fire manipulation was gradually returning, and now he was ready for combat. However, before Ethan, he had to start extinguishing the flames of the demon cult.

"Vex," he said to the wind, and the Succubus beside him appeared. "I don't like this form of the master, the master has to have his red hair!" She said with a pout, but Dante ignored her. "It'll be just for a few moments, my succubus," he said and leaped into the air, finally able to glide with magic.

It had been a while since he felt the breeze on his body. Now, however, it wasn't the time for that. He projected himself forward and began searching for any nearby demonic aura.

It was time to start exterminating the rats.