234. Degeneration and Growth
As I look at the Great Devil, various emotions begin to arise.
But even among those emotions, my thoughts were coldly rational.
Why am I so angry at the demon named Learic?
Ask yourself.
“Great.”
There has not been a proper answer to the emotions yet. Learic did not stay still.
Hands stretched out in urgency.
At the same time, the inside of the general store begins to shake. As if gravity had changed direction, the floor I had just been stepping on flipped to the ceiling and I fell upside down.
Great!
A wide open purple door appeared above me as I fell.
The intention was to chase me out by changing the position of the door from the outside, just like Aria did before.
The door of the general store is probably hanging on the ceiling outside right now.
But
Quad deuk! Quad deuk!
The spider legs sticking out from behind my back stop me from flying out as I step on the edge of the door.
Through Aria, I had already become aware of the things to be careful of when fighting inside the general store.
“This is absurd.”
Before I knew it, Learic was hovering behind me with his wings spread out, glaring at me.
I moved one of the spider’s legs to close the door and tried to stand on it.
Just before the door closes.
[A little! Don’t leave it behind!]
The dark spirit comes inside and grumbles. It must have been difficult for them to keep up with me because I suddenly fell vertically from the rooftop to the basement.
[It won’t be easier if we fight 2:1!]
Looking at the dark spirit who is trying to fight with me, Learic lets out a laugh filled with self-destruction.
“My appearance has become so ridiculous.”
I was caught by the souls of people who I thought were simply tools and collectibles, and this brought about the biggest crisis in my life as a devil.
“The great devils I have encountered so far exert excessive power in certain situations.”
Magan, the great devil of gluttony, became explosively stronger the moment he recognized the other person as food, along with a specific place such as his table.
Dune, the arch-demon of pride, was able to demonstrate more power than he originally possessed if a confrontation were established in which he put his beliefs directly on the line with his opponent.
The deformed Archdemon Velika was able to provide powerful help even though she was her soul to be with me, a stranger and a deformed being.
In this way, great demons do not always exert strong power, but they do so in specific situations or conditions.
The opposite is also possible.
The moment Magan stopped recognizing me as food, I was able to defeat him.
It’s still the same now.
“Are there still any cards left?”
Learic, the great devil of deception.
A magician who always deceives others, treats them like toys, and deceives everyone on a kind of stage.
“… ….”
I knew this clearly because I had been tangled up with Learic several times.
The way he was glaring at me with his mouth closed and the anger he was shooting out were not lies.
Also, because it was a kind of admission of defeat.
“Okay, if you don’t have the talent to show it anymore.”
Unfortunately.
“Get off the stage.”
Velika in her right hand lets out her strange cry, signaling that the end has come.
Even if she struggled here, she would only die an ugly death in the end.
“Are you really going to end it like this?”
It was like that from the beginning, but Learic asked me with a paler expression.
It was a word filled with urgency and a kind of sarcasm.
“Good. I lost. “I have lived my whole life as a tightrope walker. If I fell from the rope, I would have to die.”
He seems to be taking his defeat more lightly than expected.
If you think about the fact that the reason why demons live comes from their own pleasure. At this point, with no way to escape or deceive, it could already feel no different from death.
“But are you really planning to kill me?”
However, the reason he continued talking to me did not feel like he was simply begging for his life.
“You probably don’t know. “I can help you with quite a few things.”
“… ….”
“Belika? It just gives you the strength to fight better. Actually, you don’t really care if she’s not around.”
[That bastard.]
“Did I say something wrong? Even without you, Velika, he would have reached the same result as he did now. Can you deny it?”
[…] ….]
Nothing is said, but Velika cannot answer hastily.
Then Learic turns his attention to the next dark spirit.
“Did you learn necromancy from that woman? I’m sure it helped you. But now? “That woman’s necromancy and your necromancy stand at a point of symmetry.”
[What do you say you know about me!]
The dark spirit seems angry, but Learic only glances at me with a wry smile.
He was secretly asking me if I knew about the dark spirit that was in the Demon Demon Hall.
“Compared to that, what about me? “It was I who created the Remegeton, also known as the Stone of Death!”
Learic proudly declares, spreading his hands wide.
“It was I who created the dream you experienced, and it was I who made you realize what your wish was as Kim Shin-woo, not Deius Verdi!”
At those words, the dark spirit began to glance at me out of anxiety, and Velika on her right hand also began to tremble slightly.
“If you’re going to say that you can’t trust him because he’s the Great Evil, cut off his right hand right now! Ah! Kim Shin-woo! “I am in love with you!”
“… ….”
“I want to know the truth of the continent and see your path of fighting against God in my eyes!”
There is no way Learic does not know about the defeat of Romuleus.
He nods his head sharply and continues his speech.
“Don’t you believe it? “Can’t you trust me, the great devil of deception?”
Then Leahric immediately got down on his knees and took out the sphere where the souls were gathered in his arms.
“Defeat and begging are truly exhilarating sensations.”
He offers it to me as if it were a prize for the king.
“I lost anyway. So take it. “It too has a similar structure to the Lemegeton.”
The moment I saw it, I knew it too.
How did he create the Lemegeton and why did so many souls respond to it?
I feel like I’ve seen the unsettling truth.
Even though I received the sphere, Leah Rick was still on his knees and smiling.
“It won’t be enough.”
A guy who knows that he can’t forgive himself for something like this just sticks his neck out.
“Kill him.”
“… ….”
“I knew that this continent was full of deception and lies, but not being able to dig into it further was no different from death.”
He was slyly declaring that if he didn’t gain all the knowledge and experience I had, he wouldn’t have much regrets if he died.
“So please kill me and treat me as a spirit just like Velika and the dark spirit.”
[Crazy…… !]
[De, Deius! Don’t be fooled!]
The great devil who wants to wear a leash himself.
Certainly, if he dies here and becomes a spirit and follows me, the risk will be greatly reduced and there will be many benefits.
Remegeton and dream demon battle right now.
These two things will be quite meaningful research materials for the path I will take in the future.
If the dark spirit was my teacher of necromancy.
Learic will be a capable assistant to me with numerous specimens.
“In the end, I was defeated by you, and I did not gain memories and experience. “You haven’t gotten to the truth.”
So.
“Please kill me. “Then, at least let me watch you walk the path I could not walk by your side.”
He looks like the great devil.
The seductive tone of voice and the values presented were like the snake that tempted Eve to eat the fruit from the tree of knowledge of good and evil.
It is indeed sweet and desirable.
Kwauk!
My left hand was grabbing the guy’s neck.
“No need.”
A truly unfortunate result for him.
It was the once-in-a-lifetime deal that even risked his life, but it failed.
I won’t deny that it was desirable, but it was just that.
I didn’t need it to the extent that it was necessary.
Blue mana rises from the left hand holding Learic’s neck. Even though it was like a cold sword was pointed at his neck, Learic smiled vainly.
“I don’t think you would have made this choice simply out of emotion.”
“… ….”
“Please tell me the last time. “Didn’t you think that the value of killing me was greater than the benefit I offered?”
Even though I know that I will die soon.
Even though he knew that his soul would disappear not into rest but complete extinction.
Learic was looking at me with his heart pounding.
“What is it? Lemegeton, Dream Demon, Soul of the Great Devil. “What did you value more than all that?!”
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It was so ridiculous that I was sick of it.
Before giving an answer, I glanced at the dark spirit.
First, it wasn’t until I saw her that I realized why she came out so angry and emotional towards Leahric.
Many souls were saved.
The 20,000 souls he was holding captive will soon be liberated.
Ophelia’s daughter, who had been killing people out of love, was also saved as promised.
But not yet.
“I couldn’t resolve the resentment between Hanso and Jenny.”
The one I met at the Mongmajeon.
For a promise with two cool friends.
Just for that.
I will destroy Learic.
[Me, me?]
The dark spirit next to her looked embarrassed, but she seemed very dissatisfied with her name being called.
Learic looks at me again with a shocked expression.
“Demon Demon War…… Are you talking about a relationship?”
She even checked to see if she heard correctly.
When I nod slightly, he opens his eyes wide and cries out that it is unfair, like a death row inmate who has finally realized the reality.
“Are you kidding me! At best, they were just illusions! “It’s just a fake created by fragments of memory!”
“… ….”
“For those guys, I have a lot of secrets! Are you throwing away the soul of an archdemon who could provide you with infinite help in your future? Do you think that makes sense?!”
“You value yourself more than you think.”
Unlike me.
At the added word, Leah Rick grits his teeth and becomes angry. Not to me, but to the people around me.
“Where did you go when you were so cool-headed! “Where on earth are you who pursued utility and ran for a purpose?”
“… ….”
“Regress! Ah! Argh! You have regressed! It’s degenerated! Defiled! I have become ignorant! “How can you make a truly foolish choice so confidently!”
It may seem that way.
Throwing away the huge profits right in front of you for the sake of Jenny and Hanso, who could be said to be false beings.
It can be said to be foolish.
Regression?
Degeneration?
You could call it that.
But.
“We have had very different views since before.”
Seeing my true hope.
We each expressed different sentiments.
Asceticism and travel.
Even though we saw the same thing, we said different things.
It was still the same now.
“Does it look like it has degenerated?”
Then just think about it and close your eyes.
I don’t know about those who, like the Great Devil, live in the stimulating seasoning-like emotions of pleasure and entertainment.
Friendship like sweet rain came to me who was emotionless.
Satisfaction with oneself who feels that.
I will not let you call this degeneration.
“For me, it’s growth.”
Learic, the great devil of deception, is wrapped in blue flame, body and soul.
Everything started to burn down.
Still.
With an expression of incomprehension.