Chapter 957: Who Said Faith?

Chapter 957: Who Said Faith?



"Open the door." Arad said calmly, and the demon woman slowly turned around and opened the door with her shaking hands. There was something strange about Arad's voice that she sensed, a deep darkness boiling from within...and she immediately noticed the source. An ancient curse by Doma.

The curse Doma cast upon Arad's voice was a powerful one, any weak demon that didn't follow his order would get slowly weaker and eventually die. Depending on their power, the curse could take any time from minutes to weeks or years to finish them off.

"You're one interesting demon, aren't you?" Doma noticed that the demon had picked up on her curse. Not many could do that, probably since she was constantly experimented on by Sawless that she became that keen on noticing strange magical effects.

"When I, my husband, or his other wives says something, you bow your head and say yes my lord. I'll kill anyone who doesn't follow that rule." Doma's strength lay in her vengeful attitude toward harm, and the strange nature of her curses and their effects, making her extremely hard to predict.

Doma looked at Arad with a grin, "Let's have a look inside." Her eyes shifted toward the demon woman, "Would mind being our guide?"

The demon woman could only nod, "Yes." At that moment she could feel a hand clenching on her heart, cold running down her spider as her breaths grew heavier. The demon woman fell on her knees, gasping for air as the pain in her chest grew stronger.

"Come on..." Doma looked at her with an amused grin, "Didn't I just tell you what to do?" She giggled, "You better hurry up, those hands aren't going to disappear otherwise."

The demon woman could feel the hand on her heart clenching stronger, and several other hands clenching on her lungs and organs, even some squeezing her neck and pushing against her eyes.

To survive, the demon's mind immediately pulled what Doma had said earlier to the front of her mind. She bowed her head deep, "Yes, My lord." As she said as Doma ordered earlier, the hands disappeared and she could finally breathe again.

"The curse works on its own, I can't stop it so you better behave yourself." Doma leaned on Arad's head to rest as the demon woman stood with tired legs, barely supporting herself.

With what energy she had left, she took Arad and Doma on a tour through Sawless's private lab. Demons aren't even allowed there without his order, but considering the monster standing there and that demons follow the rule of the might is right. Demons that are weaker than Arad and aren't demon lords would bow in submission to his power. Especially if they want to avoid Doma's curse.

Outside the capital city of the layer where Sawless's castle was, Sawless and Alaric stood at the edge of a mountain, looking at the cooling sea of molten stone and fire. "The bastard is in my castle! He's better not break anything." Sawless growled. Centuries of research and magical advancement are stored there, priceless books, devastating spells, and one in a thousand- year rare herbs and potions.

"You're dreaming, the fucker killed everyone in my castle before throwing it at me. Your castle and everything in it are fucked harder than anything in this whole abyss." Alaric waved his arms, extending his claws out. "We can't defeat him alone, let's raise an army. This would be a raid." As his claws crackled with the lycanthropic curse, countless spectral wolves and beasts emerged from the ground, taking a flesh body and turning into vile demonic beasts.

All demon lords can create minions for themselves to use with the power of the abyss. This power is limited to the abyss and can't be used in any other plan of existence. It's proof that the abyss had approved of them as demon lords and had granted them access to its power.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

If you can conjure minions out of the abyss's magic, you're a demon lord, that where the lord part comes from, you have control and authority over a layer of the abyss.

rampaging nuns.

The nuns stopped attacking and glared at him for a second, even vampires shudder at the sight of a powerful demon lord. Yet, those women didn't have a single shred of fear and they immediately charged at him.

One nun swung her burning sword at Alaric's neck, only for him to slash her arm with his claws and kick her away. Two more swung their arms and set him ablaze, but this was the demon who survived Arad's fire breath. While still engulfed in flames, he charged into the middle of the nuns' ranks and started swinging.

"Vampires? So that rain isn't holy water, otherwise you'd kill yourselves." One punch after another, he smacked the nuns away like dust. Kicking one in the face, pulling another by the hair, and using her as a club to smack the rest. It was clear that the nuns couldn't face Alaric, he was far above their level. In less than a minute, he had knocked over a thousand of them. Luckily, they regenerate like crazy.

"I killed you before." Alaric lifted one of the nuns by the neck. She's one of the first nuns that he killed and now she came again to fight. "So, I must find another way to finish you off,

dancing with you kids won't be enough. Do you want to be my slave?"

The nun screamed as Alaric's lycanthropic curse started surging across her veins, he was attempting to turn her into a lycanthrope to control her. That should be better than killing them as it'll give him more soldiers.

"Become my demon." He growled, his magic attempting to dominate her soul.

"Blood...to the...blood lord..." She held his arm, resisting as hard as she could, "Don't... underestimate...our...faith!" As she growled, Alaric's curse started getting pushed out of her body. He could sense it; her soul was linked to that of Arad and all the other nuns. Cursing her felt as hard as cursing a pope.

"Faith?" Alaric gasped, bewildered, wasn't it the power of the gods that protected the

faithful from his curse?

At that moment, something smacked him in the face so hard that he was sent flying with a broken jaw. He looked and saw Zia standing with the nun he was about to curse. "Go and rest." Zia said as she waved her long spear which had a flag tied to it.

"So, you showed yourself..." Alaric stood and his jaw was fully healed.

"Give your blood to my lord...so I can suck some of his blood." She planted her spear on the ground and shouted, "My lord! My God, Grant me POWER! Unlimited POWER!" "You're a vampire...you won't..." Alaric who thought it was stupid for bloodthirsty fiends to act as if they had faith, immediately found himself staring with a dumbfounded face. A fist- sized [Ho-white Nova] Emerged on the tip of Zia's spear, and it was growing bigger and

bigger.

"All demons! Shall burn!" She swung her spear forward and the [Ho-white Nova] Flew at Alaric. He barely dodged it, and it exploded in the horizon, ripping a whole mountain from its roots. "Hurry up and die so I can suck my lord. You demonic mongrel fuckbucket!"