Chapter 856 Saving The Demon

Chapter 856 Saving The Demon

He was reluctant to do this, as he still wasn't sure who this voice belonged to. But the prospect of getting back at Gaius sparked a taste for retribution inside him that he couldn't ignore.

He was mad at the god for many reasons, the most recent being that he disintegrated Luna. If she hadn't been a soul manifestation, that would have been the end for her.

And the thought of losing her to a fickle god who couldn't manage his anger? That set him off.

But there were other reasons, too. Like the fact he was hunting for Psyche, or Nemus, as she was now called, and Nemus was his ally.

In addition, now that Gaius had seen how close his essence was to hers, there was no telling when he would decide that Astaroth was too much of a threat, and come back down here to put an end to him.

Or worse. Go on Earth and kill him.

Astaroth let the voice guide his actions, listening to her commands.

'First, you will need to make contact with his soul. It's part of yours, but it remains an individuality inside yours. So you can still have access to it.'

Astaroth grinned at the imp, who suddenly felt shivers run down his spine.

"Why are you lo—ARGGHH!!!! You insane motherfucker!!!" the imp started saying before howling in pain as Astaroth's hand pierced into his chest.

Astaroth could have taken a gentler and more roundabout way to grasp the imp's soul, but this was much more fun.

He grabbed onto the soul and asked the voice, 'Now what?'

'Now, you power it up.'

Astaroth's grin turned flat, his thoughts freezing momentarily.

'Excuse me? Make it stronger? Why the fuck would I want to do that?' That is the opposite of what I want,' Astaroth argued. New novel chapters are published on

'You can't save him if he vanishes from inside you. And at this pace, he'll burn away before you can stabilize him. You need to make him stronger if you want to save him. You don't have to make him stronger than you. Just strong enough so he stops burning.'

Astaroth growled in disagreement, but he proceeded.

"You'll feel your strength growing. I need to do this to save you. If you act out, I'm crushing your soul directly. Understood, you little red shit?" he asked the imp, who was still wailing in pain.

The letter A was now burnt into the demon's flesh, with a small star inside the A's top part, to signify his Ash Elf heritage, the children of the stars.

The demon looked down at its chest and grunted.

"Lame. Couldn't you have thought of something better?" it complained.

"Shut up. I'm not done with you yet."

'What's next?' he asked the voice again.

'Next is the part that this creature will hate the most. You have to seal a part of its demonic essence and replace it with ours. It will fundamentally change its nature and make it resilient to the divinity of your soul without taking away its powers.'

Astaroth almost burst into laughter at the statement.

Now he knew for sure the voice wasn't a subterfuge from the demon. A demon's pride would never allow itself to be tainted by divinity like this.

Whoever or whatever this voice belonged to, it did not have the demon's interests in mind. Only its own.

However, Astaroth wondered how he would seal away a part of the demon's essence. He had no idea where to start from.

But then, it struck him like a thunderbolt.

The flame hovering over its head.

Astaroth had seen it flicker in battle, or get stronger when it enraged, both in his dreams and when he first released it. It reflected its power spikes and dips, meaning it was a part of his essence.

Grabbing the demon's horns, Astaroth looked into its eyes. It was disturbing that the demon looked exactly like him, but he moved on.

"Hey! Let go!" the demon complained.

"I said shut up. I'm not done. Or do you want me to take back the power boost and let you burn?"

The demon growled but let Astaroth get to work.

But when the sealing began, the pain immediately became unbearable. To the demon, it was like Astaroth was tearing its soul in two, and the pain, both mental and physical, was not something anything could bear.

It screamed and howled for a moment before going limp.

"Finally. Some quiet."