NOVEL NEXT Chapter 270
Planet Purification Cannon.
The Holy Sword is an ancient relic left behind by the gods who created this world, and until now, no being has ever surpassed the power of the gods.
This applies to both the Celestial Race and the Demon Race alike.
“…Hoo.”
Everything has vanished.
The “Spear of Odin,” with the cleansing strike from the Sky God, caused everything to evaporate and disappear.
Angels, demons, and the corpses of humans who had already fallen— all have been annihilated.
Dismantled at the molecular and particle level.
No matter what being it is, in the end, they are weak before the power of the gods.
Only four beings remain alive.
Lucius.
Me.
And.
“Ku, krgh…!”
“How absurd…!”
Luciel, barely protecting himself with the Holy Sword.
Before the shelling struck, hiding behind all the Kimaria as a shield, Beel Zephar protected his body.
“Finished.”
I wondered if they might endure, but fortunately, both were wounded severely enough to be incapable of further combat.
The moment Luciel poured divine power into the Holy Sword of Light, the Holy Sword had already lost its original strength.
While one could counter divine power, Beel Zephar had no choice but to endure the sword’s magic with his body.
“Well done, Lucius.”
I lightly tapped my fist against Lucius’ chest.
“Thanks to you, the world has been saved.”
“For the world… I see. Thanks to me, the crisis has been averted.”
Lucius nodded vigorously with a calm smile.
“It is thanks to my Master. If you hadn’t been by my side, I would have surely feared the flash descending from the sky.”
One couldn’t help but be afraid.
I felt that primitive fear when I first faced the bombardment from the Sky Island.
But I overcame it.
I wanted to fight for someone, for others.
Lucius is the same.
“Lucius, thanks to you…”
“Kuahk!!”
A monstrous roar shattered the atmosphere.
“Belphegor, Belphegor…!!”
Over there, a monster stumbles forward, even in its broken state.
Its body has deteriorated, and the bits and pieces that had been melded with the Black Dragon’s body began to fall away one by one.
An orc’s leg, a troll’s arm, a harpy’s wing, a half-dragon, and even parts of a black dragon.
“Kuhak…!”
In the end, what crawled out was just one sickly thin and ugly human.
“Belphegor…!!”
Here stands the necromancer who has grown ugly and old over the long years, having lived by stealing the bodies of others.
“The head of Asydia, Zephar.”
“Hero…! The one beside you is the Demon King…! How can you not recognize that!?”
“To be unable to accept defeat and babble until the very end in such a hideous way. Tsk.”
Lucius openly ignored Zephar.
“Master. Shall I take care of him?”
“No. Just wait a moment.”
Zephar had already caused chaos before the battle broke out.
I incited them all, saying that I was the Demon Lord Belphegor right in front of everyone.
Given the presence of humans, they would probably think later, “The Sorceress of Crimson Lotus is the Demon Lord Belphegor?!”
“Let them think.”
I don’t care.
Everything is already over, and the only one who can do anything about me is Lucius.
Since Lucius believes in me, there is no need to worry.
Lucius is on my side.
“Zephar. Did you enjoy summoning and controlling demon lords at will?”
“You, you…!”
“It must have been fun, summoning namesake demon lords from the Demon World and manipulating them as you please.”
Even Satan had to be summoned by Zephar and form an unpleasant alliance.
It shouldn’t be mentioned when it comes to Beelzebub, who was forced to spawn bugs, turning into a monster breeding factory.
I feel the same.
But that doesn’t mean I can accept the title of Demon Lord.
“Lucius believes in me as his Master.”
I can’t just go around saying, “I’m the Demon Lord.”
That would be a matter of pride.
That I wasn’t exposed.
“Zephar, Zephar. You pathetic human.”
How should I deal the final blow?
It looks like what I consider ‘Life Vessel’ is currently where my heart is, so if I crush the heart completely, Zephar dies.
“Kahahat…! Belphegor, I will surely capture you…!”
“By impregnating me?”
“…!!”
Zephar’s eyes widened in shock.
Even Lucius seemed utterly surprised, having not imagined such a thing.
“Master…?”
“That’s the purpose of this filthy trash. To impregnate me and give birth to his first love. What a madman.”
“…….”
A chilling wind suddenly blows.
Perhaps it’s the reapers of death passing by, gathering souls after countless lives have perished.
“Master, shall I kill him?”
“No. Not yet.”
Not yet.
He must die more miserably, more certainly.
“…Hmm, indeed. That method also seems good.”
Although I am using Asydia’s body, he doesn’t even know whose body I am in.
His optic nerve was destroyed by the light of the Holy Sword.
He must have seen me during the battle, but perhaps he was blinded by his delusions and misunderstandings.
“Hey, Zephar.”
I lightly crouched in front of Zephar, who was crawling on the ground.
“Do you see me as the Demon Lord Belphegor?”
“What…?”
“What a disappointment, having followed me so closely.”
Zephar’s face went blank.
From behind, Lucius frowned, and I subtly signaled with my finger to Lucius while winking.
Get ready.
As I communicated my intent through gestures lightly, Lucius, with a stern expression, nodded heavily.
As expected of Lucius.
He knows how to read the atmosphere.
“How disappointing it is that you couldn’t even recognize who I am.”
“What do you mean…?”
“Did you forget my voice? Or…”
I lightly cleared my throat.
“…To think you would forget me. How disheartening.”
“……!!”
Zephar began clawing at the floor with his hands.
Lucius clenched his fists, but I stood up and approached Lucius.
“From the very beginning, you were up to something strange; I pretended a bit, yet you created all kinds of fantasies alone. It’s absolutely repulsive.”
“Ah, ahh…!!”
The eyelids of Zephar, who was keeping his eyes closed, began to twitch.
Naturally.
A voice slightly cooler and drier than usual was the voice of Asydia I had met in Asmodeus’s illusion.
“How really ugly. Even facing you like this makes me feel nauseous and disgusted.”
Other parts began to collapse rapidly, but he squeezed the remaining mana to recover his eyes.
“Could it be….”
“Asydia Pegor? What an outrageous name. Using such a name without anyone’s permission.”
“……Lady?”
“Ugh.”
That’s a disgusting title.
I wish Zephar were dead.
Why has Arpe let such a guy run free?
Surely Asydia would have just gone along with it and said, “Just let him be.”
“Ah, I see…! Indeed, my summoning was not wrong…! I found you by sacrificing numerous maidens resembling you…! Your reincarnation!”
“Madman talk.”
That girl is not the reincarnation of Asydia.
She was just a girl that looked similar in hair color, eye color, and appearance.
“What? It’s brazen, but I acknowledge your persistence. You succeeded. Your consciousness did.”
“Ah, ahh…!!”
“Just like you, succeeding at the 660th attempt instead of the 666th attempt.”
But I will acknowledge that for the sake of the act.
Because that way, I can send Zephar to hell.
“Lucius. What should we do? Hmm, I’m a bit conflicted.”
“Should I kill him?”
Lucius stepped closer to me.
Though a little awkward, he placed his hand next to my waist, and upon seeing this, Zephar’s eyes filled with rage.
“Just say the word, and I will take care of it immediately. I’ve heard it’s… so unpleasant.”
“Unpleasant?”
“Yes. The constant talk of impregnating the Master is filthy and grotesque.”
Good job, Lucius. Keep it up.
“How can you have such a lowly fantasy against a sky-like Master?”
“What, what are you saying…?”
“It’s so vile that I can’t stand sharing the same air. Master, I will take care of this filth.”
“What will you do….”
I placed my hand over Lucius’s hand on my waist.
Since I was on Lucius’s left, I grabbed the top of his left hand.
“!!”
Zephar’s eyes looked like they were about to pop out.
The moment I intertwined my fingers on Lucius’s hand, Zephar trembled and began to bleed profusely from his mouth.
“Ah, ahh…!”
“What should I do…. I don’t want to just kill you. Should I keep you sealed away like a jewel for a lifetime? Decorate my bedroom with you.”
“Ah, Kahuk…!”
His face mirrored that of someone witnessing their first love marry and get pregnant with another man.
Yeah.
He shouldn’t just die.
If he summoned me to the Intermediate Realm against my will, he should at least suffer this much.
“Oh, right.”
Shall I deal the final blow?
“Lucius.”
I took a step toward Lucius, pressing my body closer, then grabbed Lucius’s left wrist and placed it on my lower abdomen.
“Still, it’s a bit sad, but the name ‘Zephar’ would work, right…?”
“Kuahk…!!”
Zephar struck his head against the ground.
As his bodily tissues collapsed and slid away, it felt thrilling as though he were writhing in agony.
Master.
Lucius furrowed his brows, signaling me to ask what I meant.
“What’s the matter?”
Since he seemed overly tense, thinking it was too much, I pressed Lucius’s left hand firmly against my lower abdomen.
“Oh. So that’s it? It’s disappointing. The name ‘Zephar,’ while decent, has to go. Now, could you do me one last favor?”
Hearing my words, Zephar raised his head.
“If you can think of a name for the child, please recommend one.”
With a face that looked like he had lost everything, Zephar stared fixatedly at Lucius’s hand resting on my belly.
“That, that spot was… supposed to be… mine….”
Pusssss.
Zephar’s body turned to ash and vanished.
His bones scattered to dust, and where his heart should have been, two walnut-like eggs fell to the ground.
“Ugh. To think of using that as a Life Vessel.”
I pointed down below.
“Lucius. Break it.”
“…Yes.”
Lucius raised the Holy Spear high into the sky.
And.
Pabam!
The golden flash that fell from the heavens completely obliterated what was once Zephar, erasing all traces of him.
“…Master.”
“Yes!”
“Are you alright?”
“Am I alright? No.”
It’s not just good.
“I’m happy.”