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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Wjin
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Crack… shatter!
With the sound of something breaking, everything returned to normal. From the demon lord’s personal dimension to his castle.
‘The real problem starts now.’
Ding. Fizzle.
The text in the status window was corrupted. It was only natural.
The demon lord, the author who had given me the narrative of a , was dead. I would probably have to give up all the gamer skills and cheats I had acquired.
-Ding.
‘Do I want to inherit the Demon Lord’s power?’
The choice to complete the final task was before me.
‘…The Demon Lord…’
To be honest, I hadn’t regained all my memories. I only remembered fragments – the pain inflicted by the author, the need for revenge, and the remaining duty to the heroines of .
The thought of becoming the Demon Lord was repugnant… but I decided without much hesitation.
Yeriel Artina.
To undo her transformation into a fallen angel, I had no choice but to become the Demon Lord.
“If I die, you inherit.”
“Goo-un?”
“Inherit.”
“Wha-What are you saying…?”
With a final glance at the bewildered Yellody…
Whoosh! Whoosh!
…an ominous black demonic energy began to consume me.
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On the outskirts of Pandemonium, where a great battle with the demons was raging.
“Kihit!”
With Baal’s vile laughter,
Swoosh!
…spider legs with purple joints extended in eight directions.
Swoosh!
Each leg, as if with a mind of its own, began to attack Edwin’s afterimages.
Swoosh!
‘…!’
-Dash!
As Edwin stopped mid-air after a series of dashes, the attacks, which had been predicting his movements, became erratic.
Swoosh!
Edwin had no choice but to swing his sword and deflect the legs.
Clang! Swoosh!
Clang-clang!
Dozens of spider legs came at him from the side, diagonally.
“Hoooh!!”
Slash!
He immediately turned and cut down an attack aiming for his back with holy power.
Swoosh!
“E-Everyone, get back!”
Black blood splattered everywhere, halting the advance of the knights who had come to rescue the Saint.
“Kihit! This is fun?!”
-Gurgle, gurgle…
The legs Baal had just cut off were already regenerating.
‘So, it’s a constant regeneration.’
This was closer to Pandemonium, the demon’s domain, than the sanctuary. As long as the source of its magic was nearby, it would regenerate infinitely.
“How long can you last? Kihit!”
Then it would be a battle of attrition, and Edwin, with his limited holy power, would be at a disadvantage.
Swoosh!
Dash!
He dodged another tentacle attack and calmly asked himself, ‘How do I break through this?’
At this rate, the situation would worsen. The advance party, which should have purified the nearby magic tower first, had been attacked by demons…
They had given the Archdemons the first move before establishing their formation, making them prime targets for annihilation.
-Gurgle…
They wouldn’t even be able to set foot in the demon lord’s castle and would have to give up their lives.
‘I have to somehow strike at the source of their magic…!’
“Kihit?!”
“!”
At that moment, what Edwin had just been thinking began to come true.
“Kihit… what?!”
Its self-healing and infinite regeneration had stopped.
“The ma…gic has weakened…?”
And that wasn’t all. The overwhelming demonic pressure that had been dominating the area had also significantly diminished. I didn’t know why, but it was a heaven-sent opportunity.
“Execution… it is.”
“W-Wait…!”
Flash!
Edwin didn’t miss the opportunity and imbued his sword with all his holy power.
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.
.
As the magic tower and the Sanctuary of Corruption lost their control,
-Krrr…
-Kerr…
…not only Baal, but also the demons began to weaken.
“E-Everyone, now! Now’s our chance!”
With the knight commander’s shout, the tide of the battle began to turn in an instant.
“Waaah…”
‘…The Demon Lord’s condition wasn’t good.’
Lucifer, observing this, noticed that something was wrong in Pandemonium. Fortunately, as a fallen angel, he could maintain his power for a certain period of time even if the magic tower’s support was cut off.
“But there’s no time… Girl, I’ll awaken your true nature.”
Swoosh, swoosh!
With those words, Lucifer began to draw a black magic circle towards Yeriel with his spear.
“Yeriel!”
“Yes!”
Fwoosh!
Yeriel’s white flames, imbued with Aria’s holy power, shot forward. But before her magic could reach him, Lucifer’s incantation was complete. And…
Fwoosh!!
Black flames erupted, and the two magic spells clashed violently.
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The harmony of black and white… a distortion, as if to prove their fallen angel relationship. Lucifer’s plan began here.
“Hoo.”
He had been exhaling dense black demonic energy into the air, as if blowing a gentle wind. Since human mages had significantly lower innate magic or mana compared to demons, they used their high sensitivity to absorb mana from their surroundings.
Therefore, Lucifer was aiming for the moment when Yeriel’s magic was partially depleted. When she began to breathe in mana, he planned to have his black demonic energy naturally seep in and stimulate the fallen angel’s seed.
“Yeriel!”
And this method worked beautifully.
Crash!!!
Black demonic energy gathered around Yeriel as she was casting a spell to block Lucifer’s black flames.
“Aria…! Sorry, get away from me!”
“I… if I block it…!”
Crack, crack.
“Ugh!”
Black wings began to tear through the skin on Yeriel’s back.
“You’ve endured well, girl. This must have been quite painful.”
Lucifer had judged that Yeriel Artina was destined to become a fallen angel soon, even without his stimulation.
“Now, be at ease.”
As Lucifer clicked his tongue,
-Kaboom!!!
“?!”
…an ominous, holy sound echoed from the side.
“Kihit?!”
The Archdemon Baal, who commanded the legion, had just given up his heart to that green-haired boy.
‘How useless…’
To be in such a state just because the Sanctuary of Corruption was gone.
“…”
Lucifer, whose eyes met Edwin’s for a moment,
Swoosh, swoosh.
…began to draw several incantations with a commanding gesture, unfazed.
Swoooosh!
And all these incantations combined to create a large-scale black magic circle, a dimensional gate leading to Pandemonium.
‘One, two, three pairs. Perfectly ripe.’
Lucifer, having assessed the number of Yeriel’s wings, immediately ordered, “Follow me, girl. And you, next to her.”
“…!”
At his words, the half-fallen angel Yeriel’s footsteps automatically turned towards him. Just as everything was going according to Lucifer’s plan…
-Rumble…
The sound of a carriage shaking the ground…
“Reinforcements have arrived!”
“It’s Lady Scarlet…! And Sir Dustin!”
“We must rescue the Saint first!”
The human reinforcements had arrived.
‘How troublesome…’
As Lucifer frowned and complained, Aria and Edwin also joined in.
“We won’t let you have your way…!”
“Let Yeriel go…!”
They stood between him and Yeriel.
‘Do I have no choice?’
With the anomaly in Pandemonium, the plan had gone awry. Lucifer made a quick decision.
Crash!
He slammed the jet-black spear he was holding onto the ground.
Crack!
“?!”
Every time he struck the ground, black sparks flew, and the black magic circle floating in the air grew larger and larger, and then,
Swoosh! Swoosh!
…it instantly swallowed Edwin’s party.
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.
.
The place Lucifer had transported them to was none other than Pandemonium, the Demon Lord’s castle. The Demon Lord’s order was to bring only Yeriel Artina and Aria Bluebell, but…
‘I ended up bringing them all in a hurry.’
The situation was dire. There was a problem with the Sanctuary of Corruption and the magic tower, and a war hero had joined the fray. From Lucifer’s perspective, it was the best decision he could have made.
“Everyone…! Come to me…! I will perform a miracle!”
“Yeriel… are you okay…?!”
“I’m fine… ugh!”
Still, it was incredibly fortunate that he had managed to bring even the Saint, Psyche, here. It wasn’t too late.
By now, the other Archdemons would have received the news and would be gathering at the Demon Lord’s castle. And as for the Demon Lord, he could just use these children as sacrifices to regain his power.
Most importantly, Yeriel Artina was a masterpiece, cursed by Lucifer himself using black magic he could only use once.
‘Her fall… I look forward to it.’
With her magical talent, she would be more than capable of leading the destruction of the empire.
Dash.
“Give Yeriel back…!”
And, as expected… the green-haired boy charged at Lucifer, his sword pointed.
Clang!
“Ugh!”
“Edwin!”
But having already used most of his holy power on Baal, he was sent flying in the opposite direction after just one clash.
“Don’t be a nuisance. This is Pandemonium.”
Lucifer walked over to the fallen Edwin and stepped on his head.
Squish!
“This isn’t your home turf.”
Thump!
Therefore, if a non-demon entered here, their power would be greatly weakened.
Thump!
“If you don’t want to see blood, just follow me quietly.”
Clang!
“!”
Lucifer, with a blank expression, kicked Edwin a few more times, bound the group with magical chains, and led them to the audience chamber.
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“What… is this?”
Lucifer judged that the state of the Demon Lord’s castle was the worst it could be. Not only was the magic in disarray, but countless demon corpses were scattered about.
“What on earth happened?”
And there were no demon minions in sight. It was clear that something serious had happened. As Lucifer, with an uneasy feeling, touched the huge door…
Creak!
The audience chamber of the Demon Lord Satan revealed its majesty.
A chandelier decorated with countless jewels, a ceiling mural painted with blood, and sculptures made of bone… a place that would instinctively repel any human. And at the very end, on the tiered dais, on the central throne…
“Almighty Demon Lord… is that…?”
“You’re late.”
…a gray-haired human man sat arrogantly.
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