215 Demon (1)

Darkness descended.

The dark magi emanating from the skin covered the surroundings.

Left heart.

Where Manhattan is located, Magi trembles fearlessly.

I felt instinctively.

'Magi on the deep side.'

Medium if you can divide the battlefield into layers.

The magi in it spread throughout the body.

Move your fingers.

There was no response.

'What a demon.'

It is more ambiguous than the extreme majority.

Thoughtful rainfall watched the changes in the body.

It's a few times more effective than you can imagine feeling for yourself.

Magi, who moves my way, spreads throughout the body.

Change has begun.

"Ah."

Hard to say sensation.

My spine is creepy and my hair is fluffy.

Expanding, upward sensation.

It's like climbing to the top of an invisible maze and looking down at the landscape.

What I have seen so far is natural, and what I have thought about feels' no '.

"What?"

It is clearly different from when we made the smallest progress.

There was no explosive rise in power, no change in the flesh.

'Aren't you getting stronger?'

It is different than simply having value as the power of battle.

It is not about gaining substantial power to subdue and trample the opponent.

'This....'

I found the right word.

It didn't take long.

Where the darkness sits.

A word passed through the head of the rain, curling up in the dark magi.

'Bowl.'

Bowl.

Items to hold something.

The devil, this unknown power, made himself such a 'vessel'.

String.

I heard a familiar bubble in my ear.

I lifted my head.

A blue spear appeared in the dark.

[Demon] Awakened successfully!]

[Contains Holy Grail] is complete!]

[Increase Magi stats by 2.]

[Magi stats reached 140!]

'A bowl that can contain the divinity.'

I thought I could see what the devil's role was and what the effect was.

'This is the way to drink, huh?'

The flesh changed for the first time.

After that, the soul changed.

There was one goal in both changes.

Holy.

God's power to make God exist as a god.

The power to transcend the laws of physics and embody 'miracles'.

'And.'

The power to intervene in the system.

"……."

I slowly opened my eyes.

I saw the world.

Same as before, but different.

It's a poor expression, but it's harder to find a suitable word than that.

I moved my hand.

Made a magi to express power.

A passage perfectly connected to the 'depths' of the Great War.

A sensation that connects a huge aqueduct to a vast ( ) for an invisible end.

Like when I was in Old Heaven and Hell, Magi naturally moved.

Argh!!

A black blade rose from each finger.

I flipped my hand.

As blood flows, dark drops form.

Glub. A drop of black darkness fell on the ground with your fingertips.

Cuddddle up!!

Horrible noise.

Approximately 20 metres from the origin of a drop of darkness on the ground was completely covered with a black blade.

Blade Land.

It was a skill I was already learning, but it felt completely different when I spread it using only the deep magi of Manhattan.

"Long time no see."

My mouth went up.

This sensation, this feeling.

I remembered a time when I was reigning over Manma.

[Aah, aah.]

Valoc gave it to me.

He is the authority of the Demon King, followed by the Demon King and his soul.

I can feel the power he has.

He realized.

It means that his master, who reigned over heaven and hell, returned completely to what he was then.

I knelt roughly.

I raised my head to the ground.

[You're back, Demon King.]

"What nonsense."

Rain smiled at the feeder.

That's ridiculous.

"I've been here forever."

[…….]

Balok kept his mouth firmly shut.

His face, which used the expression 'returned' to him, was tinged with shame.

It was stupid.

Balok knows who he is. I know what I can do.

It was not because he was strong that he reached the apex of Manma, who had destroyed the underworld of the Nine.

Baal was stronger when hit with a strong one.

Even during the 'Last War', Baal was stronger than the Demon King.

Nevertheless.

After all, it is the Demon King who wins. I am his master.

I have indeed suffered many defeats in a war spanning a millennium.

Many men are dead, and colleagues are dead.

'But.'

The Demon King won.

I didn't bend. I didn't give in. I didn't compromise. I didn't concede.

I was willing to accept a battle that I could never win for him at the time.

[Aah, aah.]

Balok trembled.

Tears poured out of my eyes.

Infinite trust. Faith, fanaticism, gave him away.

The king is right. He didn't come back. It continued to exist here.

[Mahoney!!!]

Balok ran into the rain.

I held him with my arms open.

[Khh!! I am so honored to serve you, Balok!!]

Due to overwhelming mass differences, the head of the rain fell on his armpits.

"Oh, Shiva! Fuck off, you son of a bitch!"

I twisted my body as if it was raining on a horrible smell.

The rains blew Balok with a look of tiredness.

An ultra-long, humble eye that doesn't fit in a five-metre chunk.

'Stupid muscular pig.'

I just like the expression.

But it doesn't look like a mib wound.

I've spent too long together to look like that.

[It will be easy to deal with Satan and Lucifer with this.]

"No, it's not."

I shake my head decisively.

The rains opened their eyes thin.

"They were sacred."

[…] Are you referring to the divinity?]

"Yes."

Having the Holy Spirit does not unconditionally mean that 'force' is strong.

The more sacred you are, the more likely you are to be powerful, but this does not lead to an accurate rise in power based on numbers, such as stats.

As an extreme example, I was overwhelmingly confident in winning even if I told you to confront Tyrion, the hero who possessed the divinity.

'But.'

That doesn't mean that Satan and Lucifer are divine.

They did not possess the power of divinity in the days of the nine heavens and hell.

If they had a little, they wouldn't have known it when they 'predated' their flesh.

'I got it from here.'

From the looks of things, the two demons arrived much more in the past than themselves.

For at least a thousand years.

During that time, they were on a higher level than hell, beyond merely repairing the flesh and resurrecting it.

'What's going on?'

It was not easily understood.

The time of millennium is short for them.

The Grand Duke has not surpassed the limits of his existence for tens of thousands of years.

Beyond the limit, Baal was the only one, but now he is different.

Satan and Lucifer both gained divinity.

I've broken down and grown walls that have been stagnant for tens of thousands of years in the past.

'How.'

It's hard to imagine how they could have done that.

My head gets complicated. I kick my tongue and shake my head.

'The important thing is that you can't think easily.'

I raised my hand.

Bloop!!!

Fifty-yellow flame burned.

Marmon's power was still awkward, crude.

The devil is a vessel.

'Empty bowl not yet filled.'

Unlike what was expected, there was no direct rise in armed forces.

'More.'

I had to be strong.

My thirst and thirst burned my neck.

String.

['Last step to drink' quest activated.]

[Information]

The final step to becoming a 'Drink'.

* Condition 1: Achieve Margin Stat 150.

* Condition 2:???

* Condition 3:???

"Lots of them, Shiva."

There were two before, and three this time.

At least one of the conditions has already been clarified and it is comforting that the 'last step' is to become a drink.

"Last one."

I don't really feel like this is the last time.

Rain reminded me of a time when I created Inferno before.

Still in the status window '???' There was a top quest for the machine marked '.

"... Well, it's better than nothing."

It is a marvelous pleasure to be able to do things that are not possible, even when strange expectations boil down.

If the demon tribe abandons their eternal life, they crave it to the west.

"Oh, dear."

I turned my gaze to stop my right hand.

The Black Ring was squirming like a living creature.

'I told you to start digestion after you reach the devil.'

I still had a lot of questions about the key to the Mahal.

'Cause I ate the hell out of it.'

Even with the power of predation, this was eaten.

It was strange not to be curious.

I opened the Information Window of the Mahat's Key.

[Equipment Information]

Equipment Name: Key of Maha ()

Rating: Transcendent (Engraved)

Type: Growth

* Reinforced whenever certain conditions are fulfilled.

[Equipment Status]

* Digesting: You are currently digesting 'Greed'. Features other than the default persistence effect will stop.

Mmm?

Rain frowned.

I spilled Magi in the key to the Mahat.

'It doesn't change.'

I frowned.

I couldn't use the Inferno, now known as his Hidden Card, without the help of the Mahathic key.

"Argh."

I couldn't fight the Grand Duke because I couldn't use Inferno.

But it's actually quite unpleasant that we've been training for months and blocking the Hidden Cards.

'I have to hide for a while.'

Rain checked what to do.

Achieved 'Margie Stat 150'. '

You need to fight the Grand Duke and eat his flesh in order to increase the Magi stats as they will already be higher.

'or eat an enormous amount of demons.'

Anyway, that means there's no way to post it right away.

"Shh."

My tongue is full.

I really got a lot out of missing Lucifer, but when I think about what's ahead, my head gets cranky.

"Let's go back."

I moved slowly.

I lift my head. I see the blue sky and the sun.

Two years since my return to Earth.

Seven years after "turbulent day."

He regained ten thousand years of his time in hell.