Fantasial Apocalypse Chapter 735: [Oath]

Chapter 735: [Oath]

Mia who was burying her head in the stockpile of papers suddenly lifted her head and look at the window with a very solemn expression. Her gaze narrowed and her expression turned serious, feeling a horrifying power coming from the mountains. However, despite the dreadful aura, there was no anxiety or panic on her face.

Outside the window, amidst the thick snow, a huge fog ca from the direction of the mountains, spreading all over the area, even reaching even the gates of Italica, and was still spreading slowly.

The white fog was thick and almost nothing could be made out inside, especially in the mountains. Looking at this scene, Mia felt that what’s supposed to be here is finally here. The finale of the script made by Fate itself is finally beginning.

Mia looked at the thick fog of the mountain and sigh helplessly. The several mountains on the horizon were swallowed by the fog and it was a sight to behold. She could even feel several enormous presences and powerful fluctuations coming from within.

“It’s here…”

A voice appeared within the room.

Mia turned her head from the window and look at the figure nonchalantly lying on the couch, on his hand was a bitten apple.

“Allen… what do you think about this ti? Can we win?” she asked, though, her expression seed to have already an answer.

“Is that even a question…?”

Allen, or should I say, his artificial body smiled confidently.

“I guess that was a mistake of ,” Mia chuckled.

“… We have been through everything, we have lost so much along the way and now that we had managed to get it back after so much pain and suffering, even if there’s no chance, we still have no choice but to do it—to win.” Allen sat upright. Taking a bite on the apple, he continued, “…this might be the last stretch, or probably just the beginning of an unknown future… even still if we could not even win this one, all the works we had done up until now would be in vain!”

“…that would be saddening if that’s the case…” Mia smiled bitterly. She put down the pen and took a deep breath, “Everything that needed to be prepared has been done. The years of long preparations have been finished… this war might give us a letdown expectation but it’s not yet enough to bring us down…is that what you wanted to say, right?”

Allen chuckled, “Who knows… all I can say is that no matter what happens, I will be with you.”

“That is reassuring…” Mia’s smile blossod like a sunflower—beautiful and alluring.

“… After this war, you should retire,”

Suddenly, Allen thought for a mont and said.

Mia’s eyes slightly widened. Not expecting Allen’s words. She paused for a while then, “…is that a proposal…?” she asked, her eyes sparkling in unconcealed excitent.

Wedding!

Marriage Vows!

Indeed, although the world had accepted them and acknowledge them as husband and wife, they actually have not yet walk down the aisle.

And what kind of won didn’t dream of walking through the red carpet aisle?

What kind of woman didn’t want to have a grand wedding, even if it is not so grand, as long as both exchange vows to Heaven and Earth?

As a woman… Mia too dreamt of having such an experience in life!

However, because of the dire situations that the world is currently facing, even a small wedding was postponed. But now-

Allen shrugs but his smile was warm. “…it’s not a good proposal; I know but make do with it for now. I’ll give a proper one when this is over…what do you say?”

“Is that even a question?” Mia teasingly replied.

“… …”

Allen was startled. And then he burst out laughing.

“I will be waiting for that day…” Mia stood up and started walking towards Allen. Then, she embraced him from behind the couch, burrowing her face on his collarbone. “…so you better take care of yourself in the Demon World. Make you sure you return to , no matter what happens…”

“… …”

“You don’t need to worry about this world… our ho, I will surely protect it. So that we can welco you back with wide-open arms and warm happy smiles…”

“That would be the greatest day I ever have…”

Allen responded with a faint smile.

… …

If one ignored the violence and gloomy atmosphere around it, one can say that the Demon Imperial Capital was a flourishing city.

There were various regions within the Imperial Demon Capital. Towards the south of a city, there was a trading area, with shops set up along the city lanes. In turn, there were all sorts of people here, both good and bad. It was not uncommon for there to be cases of fraud. One could only bla oneself for a lack of discerning skill if one was cheated while trading here.

The northern part of the city was owned by the Demon Aristocracy. It was usually heavily guarded, preventing people from entering if they had no good reason.

In the middle of the northern and southern regions of the city was the Demon Treasure House. It was also the tallest building in Imperial Demon Capital, and it was located in the very center of the city!

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As for the eastern and western regions of the city, they were lands belonging to large private organizations, Demon Cults, so nobles in the Imperial Capital. One should also note that the property prices in the Imperial Capital are unlike those of the seven counties, higher and staggering. A normal Noble Family would not be able to afford a mansion in Imperial Capital despite using his entire fortune. Those who could own property in this land were either wealthy or influential ancient noble families or were famous demon warriors that can walk the entire demon world sideways.

Such as Knights of Hell, and Malebranche—they were the best amongst the Demon World, heralding as elites. Of course, there was no lack of Demon Princes who settled in the Imperial Demon Capital. And no matter where, they were considered feudal overlords, respected by the people.

As if the remains of an ancient civilization, stone buildings of various sizes spread out in all directions. Yellow fires, blue magic lights, and pink mineral lights twinkled everywhere as though Stardust had been sprinkled over the city.

Walking along the road, Allen noticed a lot of demons who were several ters tall walking through with booming steps beside him. So were even beast-like people and demi-monsters.

There was no unity of race among the silhouettes of the creatures moving around under this light, but the majority of the demons completely disregarded these existences.

In here, the hatred or prejudice between races was not the most important thing. Demon Warriors respected the strong. No matter what race they were, if they were strong warriors, they would be respected by the others. On the contrary, if their abilities were so-so, even if they were the ancient demon nobles whose status was extrely high and noble, they would still be looked down on and scorned upon.

One’s position depended solely on one’s strength.

This was the real Demon World.

Accompanied by Asmodeus, Allen was walking in the street and because of both of them was a pair of a handso and beautiful couple; it caused a not so little attention. There were even so self-conscious people that couldn’t be helped but changed color out of shock.

The road they were treading was the most lively. There were all kinds of beautiful won of different races next to the road, greeting n with great enthusiasm while displaying sex appeals. To this, Allen can only smile wryly.

“Great Demon Prince Dante…”

However, as he walked through the seemingly busy plaza with Asmodeus, at this mont, he was suddenly surrounded by a few people and as he gazed at them, he could roughly rember five to six mbers of the Knights of Hell. However, Abaddon or the First Fallen; Cain was not there and most of the people greeting him were completely unfamiliar.

Perhaps, they may have gotten lost or… they may have fallen already.

To this, Allen can only smile wryly.

Indeed, the old had already passed and the new era appeared alongside new generations. For demons who dislike change, they had beco senile and would be left behind by ti.

Without a care about the pressure that had appeared around him, Allen tilted his head.

"Why are the people from the Imperial Force here? Are you guys going to bully a lone ranger like ?"

He raised an eyebrow. A smirk appearing on his face.

“Greetings Great Demon Prince Dante!”

A man that looks like a Fallen Angel wearing a hooded coat stepped forward and bowed at Allen.

“What do you want, Leraje?” Allen narrowed his eyes while Asmodeus snorted in contempt. “Are you here to catch ?”

“… …” the Demon known as Leraje showed a complicated expression. However, he could only sigh; “Master… this servant is indeed here to pick up master…but master…”

“No need.” Allen shrugs, “I can’t do what you want, so I can only apologize, you know that. Mammon and I cannot coexist, much less Vergil. And besides, I think I know the reason why Mammon needed . And I say, he can only rot in the Abyss as I wouldn’t let him do what he wants!”

“… …”

“Step aside, Leraje. Or pick up your sword and try taking by force!”

When he said that, Allen’s demonic aura exploded.

“If you do that… you will be bearing the consequences. And I sure know you would never like it!”

The pressure emitted from him caused normal demons in the surrounding to imdiately kneeled in shock and breathless, while the strong ones including the Knights of Hell, step backward in fear.

Although Allen’s oppressive might was invisible to the naked eye, the crowd present was capable of sensing it, capable of telling how frightening it was. His oppressive might was like overflowing waves, a beast capable of devouring the heavens, as it moved toward Leraje and the others to oppress them.

If one were to be subrged by that oppressive might, one’s body would definitely be torn to pieces.

"Does Master want to be a savior?" Leraje suddenly asks.

Allen paused but he shook his head, "No, I don't. However, I don't want my family and friends to get killed. My world to be destroyed. My peace and happiness, all of them were in danger to get destroyed at any given mont because of Mammon. And I’m here to stop that!” he snarled coldly, “And so, Move Leraje. Don't force .”

Leraje heaves a sigh of disappointnt and pulled out his sword from his waist.

“I apologize, master but I cannot let you stop His Excellency Mammon and Master Vergil!”

When he pulled his sword, all the other demons behind him also did the sa, taking out their weapons and taking a battle stance. At the sa ti, many demons and fallen angels appeared from every corner of the place, surrounding Allen and Asmodeus in an instant.

An explicable rage appeared in the face of Asmodeus and her hands started blazing flas.

Allen, on the other hand, was still unperturbed.

“Then, do your worst! And prepare yourself,”

"Zzzz~~~"

Right at that mont, lightning appeared on Allen’s body. Blue arcs of plasma were like playful little snakes dancing around him and even his silver hair stood erect.

At the sa ti, his oppressive might double or even probably triple. Almost suffocating all the low-level demons in the surrounding.

"This…"

At that mont, the people in the vicinity all revealed astonished expressions.

None of them had expected Allen to be so powerful.

After all, Allen was no longer concealing his aura. After he unleashed his power, his aura had beco that of a Demon Prince level. And probably he was even stronger than that of the sa level as he might be still concealing so of his power.

Even still, the Knights of Hell disregard his aura and with Leraje’s order, they imdiately shot towards Allen with ready-to-die expressions. No matter what, the command must be fulfilled!

Asmodeus tensed her expression and prepared herself to counter the mont she found an opportunity. On the other hand, Allen didn't show a hint of anxiety or confusion. He just stared at the numbers of demons and fallen angels shooting towards him with a faint smile. Then, faster than any demons, a fallen angel spreading four black colored wings appeared within several ters away from him as it roared.

The Fallen Angel’s massive body was entirely clad in black armor.

The right-hand holds a sword, three ters long and half a ter wide—a bastard sword.

But, the next act shocked the fallen angel.

Allen didn't look like he had any ti to avoid the incoming attack, so he opened his hand to form a karate chop and slashed towards the man's wrist that was holding the blade. His movent was so casual, neither fast nor slow. However, to the Fallen Angel’s horror, Allen’s karate chop sheared through the Fallen Angel’s wrist with no resistance whatsoever.

"Ah!"

A scream started to issue from the Fallen Angel’s mouth — but that was all he could manage. Before the sound could fully turn into a scream, Allen’s left fist which was crackling with lightning sparks impacted the Fallen Angel’s chest.

The blood spewing from the shredded right wrist stained his clothes. However, like a sponge absorbing water, the clothes Allen was wearing seed to have sucked the blood in and even red stains disappeared completely. Still, that was all the resistance (?) the Fallen Angel’s could muster before he was sent flying backward from the impact of the punch.

Although the surrounding enemies were startled from the imdiate defeat of their comrade, they didn’t cower and stepped and continued towards their opponent. To this, Asmodeus let out a scream and blazing hellfire imdiately surrounded her and Allen in a circular manner. Those that were unprepared were imdiately burnt awhile screaming in pain.

“Who dares to hurt my master!! I will slaughter you all!!”

Asmodeus coldly muttered and her figure disappeared, appearing in front of a large group of enemies and started hacking and burning them.

At this mont, the fight of the Devildom officially started!

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