< Chapter 169: Assault (2) >
“My spear…!”
phisto was utterly dumbfounded.
“Don’t just thoughtlessly throw your weapon around. It can beco problematic if soone takes it like this.”
“You bastard…!”
Glaring at Kang Seo-yul, who was fiercely attacking with his own spear.
“What did you do?!”
“Can’t you see? Thanks to so kind demon who carelessly dropped a fine spear on the ground, I picked it up and I’m using it now.”
phisto’s cherished weapon.
[Thorn that Swallows Flesh]
It’s an S-rank ancient relic.
“How did you manage to steal the spear bound to my soul?!”
As phisto desperately tried to fend off the jabs of [Thorn that Swallows Flesh] with his nails, he shouted.
“Well. Diligently. Gave it my best?”
Kang Seo-yul smirked.
A malicious smile that could make any observer’s mood turn sour.
“This damn bastard…”
phisto’s anger grew with each taunt.
“Why would a demon like you side with Alfheim?”
“Why?”
Kang Seo-yul looked drastically different than usual.
He had a single horn on his head, and on his back fluttered large demon wings. Additionally, a dark aura wrapped around his entire body.
He looked every bit like a demon.
“Because it’s more fun to tornt phisto.”
“This… low-ranking demon brat…! Having the audacity!”
Demons are distinguished by the number and shape of their horns. One represents a low rank, two is mid-rank, and the horns change form for high ranks.
“Yes, the low-rank one beating up the mid-rank one.”
Kang Seo-yul has one horn, indicating low rank.
phisto has two horns, signifying mid-rank.
Yet, phisto was the one at a disadvantage.
“Explode!”
phisto’s black magic, filled with his will, moved to crush Kang Seo-yul.
But it was in vain.
“Disperse.”
Kang Seo-yul’s dark magic countered phisto’s.
“How can you even use my abilities!”
“I told you. Well, diligently, and gave it my best.”
phisto gritted his teeth.
His face was filled with rage that looked like it would explode at any mont.
The reason Kang Seo-yul could use phisto’s abilities was that he held the weapon, ‘Thorn that Swallows Flesh’.
‘Just like Lucifer’s Spear or Michael’s Holy Spear, individual weapons crafted and refined with their magic contain their respective abilities.’
Of course, [Thorn that Swallows Flesh] also contains phisto’s abilities. Kang Seo-yul was rely utilizing it.
“You’re really weak in one-on-ones, huh?”
Kang Seo-yul stabbed phisto’s shoulder with the spear.
Blood spurted, painting the sky.
‘This is easier than I thought? Your transcendence system is working perfectly, yet this is all you’ve got?’
phisto’s power is SS-rank.
He has achieved transcendence.
However, aside from his high magic power, his other abilities aren’t that impressive.
“Kuek!”
phisto winced as he regenerated his wounds.
However, soon after, wounds resembling honeycombs appeared all over his body due to Kang Seo-yul’s continuous attacks.
‘Could it be, have I beco this strong?’
Even if it’s low-tier, obtaining the traits and physical specs of the demon clan was a significant advantage. Moreover, with the use of the S-rank artifact [Thorn that Swallows Flesh], he was bound to be strong.
“Magic explosion!”
“Hey, I told you it won’t work.”
On top of that, phisto’s only strength, his magic, was rendered useless. It was only natural that Kang Seo-yul had the upper hand.
“How can you so easily neutralize my magic…”
“My eyes used to be the Dragon Eyes until recently. I’ve analyzed your magic structure perfectly with them beforehand.”
“How can a lowly creature like you… How dare you spout such nonsense!”
A vein throbbed on phisto’s forehead. His patience had worn thin due to Kang Seo-yul’s constant teasing.
“Believe it or not. I’ve told you the truth.”
Until recently, Kang Seo-yul’s eyes were ‘Dragon Eyes’, and with them, he had completely analyzed phisto’s magic.
That’s why he could neutralize phisto’s magic so effortlessly.
Although he can’t use the Dragon Eyes now, the structure of phisto’s magic that he analyzed beforehand hasn’t changed.
‘…Damn it! Damn!’
phisto internally cursed.
‘What the hell is happening? Why is there a low-level demon in Alfheim?’
phisto dodged Kang Seo-yul’s rapid stabs while trying to figure it out.
‘Why can’t I see the other elves? If they were here, my Evil Concentration would’ve activated, and this guy would’ve…’
Everything was a mystery.
Suddenly!
“Argh!”
“Missed.”
Kang Seo-yul’s stab narrowly missed phisto’s heart. If it had hit, phisto would’ve died on the spot.
Among the unique abilities of the ‘Thorn that Swallows Flesh’ is the ‘Heart Breaker’ function. If the heart is pierced, death is instant.
‘Damn, damn, damn!!’
He couldn’t help but curse.
‘Did he know about today’s ambush?’
It’s the only thing that makes sense. ‘Were the elves absent because the attacker knew it was ?’
Thinking that way, everything seed to fit. But still, sothing was off. Only three people knew about the attack on Alfheim.
‘The Demon Lord, , and Lucifer.’
If the plan was leaked…
‘Could it have been Lucifer?’
phisto’s pupils dilated.
‘But why would Lucifer do this?’
A top official of the demon realm and a loyal servant of the Demon Lord. Why would he leak the plan? It doesn’t benefit him…
Wait.
…Benefit?
“…Could it be.”
At that mont, phisto’s eyes widened in shock.
“Judging by your face, it seems you’ve figured it out.”
Kang Seo-yul, who had silently wielded his spear, began to speak.
“Yes, I ca here on Lucifer’s orders. The reason you don’t see the elves is that I’ve killed them all beforehand. All to neutralize your Evil Concentration.”
“…!”
The real strategy starts now.
* * *
“Even this power of mine was bestowed directly by Lord Lucifer. How is it? Doesn’t it feel like a power beyond a low-level [demon]?”
I silently rejoiced within.
“Why would Lucifer target …?”
“To monopolize Lord Demon God’s favor… that’s what he said.”
From phisto’s expression alone, I could tell. My plan was a success.
“You’ve been quite arrogant lately, haven’t you? Your actions have been quite noticeable. He must have found that threatening.”
Rena said that only the Demon god, Lucifer, and phisto knew about this ambush plan.
It was carried out in utmost secrecy to prevent any information from leaking to Savior.
‘In such a situation, if I can make phisto believe that the plan was undoubtedly leaked, what would happen?’
There’s no need to say.
He would 100% suspect Lucifer.
He won’t doubt Demon God.
I rely taunted and bided my ti until phisto reached that conclusion.
“You should have been moderate, shouldn’t you? This is what you get for overstepping.”
Whoosh!
My spear pierced through phisto’s side.
“If… If Lord Demon God learns about this, even Lucifer…!”
“Well.”
Looking at phisto, who had blood dripping from his mouth, I smirked.
“Do you think Lord Demon God will believe you or Lord Lucifer? No, to begin with, will the day ever co when Lord Demon God learns of your actions?”
“…”
phisto’s eyes widened in horror.
“Do you know why I’m blabbering all this to you?”
I nonchalantly rested my spear on my shoulder.
“Because it doesn’t matter if I let you go.”
phisto’s expression darkened further.
“If I deal with you, that’s the end of it. And even if by so chance I don’t manage to…”
I gave a nacing glare.
“You’ll beco a loser who missed a golden opportunity, destined to be purged.”
phisto glared back.
“If I could just et Lord Demon God…!”
“Nonsense. Do you think Lord Demon God would et a failure like you?”
Using my dark power, I moved behind the distracted phisto.
Whoosh!
“Cough!”
The stab once again grazed the heart.
However, this ti it was intentionally a ‘grazing’ stab. I must not kill him.
“Even if you try to escape, you will be discreetly dealt with by Lord Lucifer’s faction. The plan has been designed that way from the beginning.”
phisto’s red pupils shone an even deeper red as if filled with blood.
“…Is that Lucifer’s decision?”
“It’s the decision of the demon world and Lord Demon God. Since Lord Lucifer represents the demon world, and Lord Demon God is synonymous with Lord Lucifer.”
I smirked as nastily as possible.
For about 5 seconds, phisto and I locked eyes.
“Heh. Hehaha!”
phisto suddenly burst into laughter.
“For the demon world… For Lord Demon God, I’ve dedicated my entire life! How dare… How dare you!”
His cry was filled with remorse and lant,
and also rage and regret.
“I won’t forgive you! Lucifer… I will definitely get you…!”
Blood streaming down from his forehead followed the trail of his eye corner.
It seed as if tears of blood were flowing.
Good.
Everything is going as planned.
“Do you think you can escape? I’ve heard all about your abilities from Lord Lucifer. The ans to escape from here are…”.
All that’s left is the conclusion.
I murmured the final words.
“Heh. Hehehe.”
phisto laughed.
“Don’t think I’ve told Lucifer everything…”
“…What?”
I furrowed my brows with a surprised expression.
“Regret not stabbing my heart a little while ago! Bla your chattering, light mouth! Inferior scoundrel!!”
I thrust my spear toward phisto’s heart in a fluster.
It glided by as if piercing through an illusion.
“Did it pass through?”
Of course, I wasn’t truly flustered.
I was just pretending to be.
I fully knew every single one of phisto’s abilities.
That includes his secret move, [Dark Fable], which he hadn’t ntioned to Lucifer.
“Tell Lucifer. I’ll definitely co for revenge!!”
phisto’s form began to blur, like a fog.
“I’ll make you regret ever taking phisto lightly!”
It’s an escape skill ntioned in the original work.
Once this ability is activated, there’s no way to stop it.
Well, I didn’t plan on stopping it in the first place.
“Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!”
phisto vanished while laughing out loud.
Looking at where phisto completely disappeared, I raised the corner of my mouth sky-high.
“Mission accomplished.”
The operation nad [Hey phisto, Hey phisto, I’ll deceive you and cause a ruckus] was a success.
* * *
After all the battles had ended, the elves who had been out of the range of the ‘Concentration of Evil’ returned.
“Oh, great Father.”
“We pay our respects to the great Father.”
It seed they held a deep admiration for , who had anticipated phisto’s ambush and even managed to fend it off on my own.
They bowed their heads with expressions of awe and paid their respects.
This is a bit overwhelming.
“Don’t you all see that the Father is uncomfortable? Please, rise.”
As I was scratching my cheek, Illyna stepped forward. She seed to have noticed my discomfort.
“The Father has just finished a strenuous battle. Before expressing gratitude, we should let him rest first!”
Oh, is that so?
“Ah!”
“We weren’t considerate!”
“There’s no rush to express our gratitude. We can do so formally tomorrow, even calling all the elves together for it…”
“…”
I was mistaken.
Illyna is actually escalating the situation. If such an event actually gets organized tomorrow, I’ll have to sneak away discreetly. I don’t want to see hundreds of elves bowing to at once.
“Ah.”
Noticing my lost expression, Illyna looked surprised and exclaid.
“For now, everyone, please leave. It seems the Father is very tired.”
“Understood.”
“Then, we will see you tomorrow!”
The elves who filled my room hurriedly exited.
“Then, I’ll be off too… Father, please rest well.”
“Yes.”
Lastly, Illyna left the room. Now I can finally breathe.
I slumped onto my bed, exhausted.
“You’re being treated almost like a hero.”
Looking at , Ai chuckled mischievously.
“Well, I did act like one.”
What would have happened if I hadn’t thwarted this attack?
The guardians of Alfheim, fighting on the front lines, would have returned and eventually repelled phisto.
However, this would have breached the northern boundaries and quickly led to their downfall.
That was the original past.
“Fortunately, it seems that they haven’t noticed you turning into a demon.”
“I had sent them away under the pretext of the ‘Concentration of Evil’, and I was careful not to let my magical aura spread out.”
I couldn’t afford to show my demonic form to the elves, who know as a high elf.
“Did everything go according to plan?”
“Indeed. It went well.”
I stretched and cracked my neck from side to side.
“With this, phisto will go into hiding and will likely move covertly to target Lucifer. If we’re lucky, phisto might even take out Lucifer for us.”
“Even if we’re unlucky, there will be so damage to the demon realm.”
“Exactly.”
Use the bait to catch the fish.
No, use the demon to catch the demon.
The plan is a success.
“So, effectively, the first phase of reviving Alfheim and Reperiel is completed, and it’s ti to move on to the second phase.”
“Indeed. From the second phase, we’ll need your power more than ever.”
“Leave it to .”
Ai smiled as if to reassure .
“By the way, are we heading to Reperiel as planned in three days?”
“Yes. Rena said the full-scale attack on Reperiel occurred six days after phisto’s assault.”
“Then can’t we go a bit later?”
Ayi tilted her head.
“There might have been so changes since phisto’s assault failed. So, just to be safe, we’re going on the third day.”
Ayi’s eyes widened in amazent.
“…Wow. You even considered the butterfly effect? Seo-yul, you’re really sharp. To think that far ahead.”
“…”
I’ve been affected by that damned butterfly’s wings more than enough. In my situation, it’s impossible not to think about it.
“Then I’ll head back to my room. You must be tired, Seo-yul.”
Ai got up from the bed and headed out.
“See you tomorrow~”
“See you tomorrow.”
Thud-
Ai closed the door behind her.
Finally, I was alone.
First and foremost, I removed my outer robe and checked the demon’s mark.
“It’s obviously black, right?”
Perhaps the secret of the white and black wasn’t just activation and deactivation.
“…It has changed, but…”
Fortunately, the mark was black.
It seems like my assumption was right: black for deactivation and white for activation. But while it’s good to confirm the color change…
“Isn’t the shape change a bit random?”
The form of the demon’s mark had changed from a single-horned demon to a double-horned demon.
< Chapter 169: Assault (2) > End.
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