Toylat summoned his weapon, a huge, pitch-black scythe, and held it, swiping his tongue across his lips.
"Haha, you're quite the cute one. But you're not the Archdemon Promethea. A mere human warlock, you're so confident you can kill me? Are you serious?"
"Of course."
“What?”
When I answered right away, the guy looked dumbfounded.
I kept laughing because that guy was so funny.
"Do you know what the great thing about humans is? It's that their possibilities are endless. Unlike you demons, who are born with a fixed set of abilities. So, the variables are considerable."
I smiled and raised my hand.
"It's not just me who's gotten stronger. Since I became a warlock, I heard the black magic of my former companion has also been multiplied."
"What...?"
"You're the Great Demon, and you keep making such foolish faces? That's what the great Promethea said. Let's stop rambling and have a proper fight."
I summoned my servants one by one.
“Pembe, Jan, Gorten, Velvet.”
And I smiled brightly at the four familiars that appeared before me.
“Shall we finish quickly and go eat some sweets?”
"Good."
"Yes~!"
"Yes, master!"
"Yes, Yvonne."
I became a powerful warlock, but I was not alone.
Isn't this proof that I'm using my strength properly? I felt stronger because I wasn't lonely.
"Let's go!"
As soon as I gave the order to charge, Pembe, who had been a cute hamster, was the first to turn into a dark red smoke, just like when I first met him, and then dashed towards Toylat's neck.
Jan transformed from a tiny crimson bird into a large eyeball and, wielding a pitch-black, terrifying whip, rolled towards the thing at a terrifying speed.
Toylat narrowed his eyes and bared his sharp teeth at Pembe and Jan, who were showing signs of a fierce attack.
“Who dares this dirty familiar attack!”
"What? Our kids are so clean, and you're complaining about the mess? Let's go, Gorten!"
As I suddenly jumped in anger, Gorten transformed into a golem several times larger and stronger than the one I had seen at first, and swung his fists ferociously at Toylat.
The man strangled by Pembe roared in pain from the ceaseless flying whips of Jan and the fists of Gorten.
Although he was excited by the abilities of our familiars, which were clearly different from before, Toylat was furious.
“How dare you, you familiar!”
As Toylat swung his black scythe in a fit of rage and unleashed a torrent of attack magic, the glass greenhouse, already in a state of scorched earth, began to shake precariously.
Kwajijik.
'Ugh. I'm going to collapse!'
As soon as I thought that, the building I was looking at, along with the spire of the glass greenhouse, collapsed, and I tilted.
I fell straight down as the ground beneath my feet gave out, but Velvet transformed into a purple, watery sphere and enveloped me, causing me to float up.
"Yvonne, come here."
'Wow, my familiars are the best after all.'
Thanks to the velvet, I landed safely on the ground and clicked my tongue as I looked at the glass greenhouse that had completely collapsed and become a ruin.
'I hope Barden avoided it well?'
I was worried about the invisible Barden around me, and then Toylat came down in front of me.
Pembe's expression was very grim, as he was quite injured due to the attack magic that had been poured on him while strangling him.
I bragged about it.
"Does it hurt? Our Pembe is quite remarkable. He was already excellent, but now he's probably the highest-ranking familiar. You sent him here, didn't you? If you send a familiar born in hell to the human world, will it evolve like a human?"
Toylat glared at me with blazing eyes and slowly opened his mouth.
"I remembered you. You're the one who killed the Omoko I gave Giselle as a gift! I should've intervened and killed you then."
Finally, Toylat, with his eyes glaring fiercely like a great demon, thrust his huge black scythe into the ground.
And at the same time, the ground split open like a turtle's back and red lava gushed out.
'What, what is this!'
I shuddered at the horrific sight before my eyes.
“This crazy guy!”
It seems like he's planning to completely sink the entire Verbent Palace, including the Palace of Peace.
Kwakwakwakwakwakwang!
As the ground split open and came rushing towards me, I quickly gathered my familiars again and used stealth magic.
But it was no use.
The ground, writhing and running like a dragon, continued to split precisely towards me.
The lava, which was spurting red like a snake's tongue, was extremely hot and threatening.
As if to make matters worse, three demons under Toylat's command followed me, watching the cracking flow of the earth.
Krruk.
Keeheeheehee.
Krrrrrr, let's hurry and offer it to Toylat.
'Oh my, why is your voice like that? I don't like hearing it.'
I released my stealth spell and shouted to my servants so as not to waste my magical power.
“Guys, can you lure those guys away from here and deal with them?!”
"What about Yvonne?"
"I'll kill that damned demon quickly. That'll be peaceful. Hurry up, hurry up!"
But Pembe was unusually stubborn and refused.
"No, I'll stay and fight with Yvonne. You sent us away earlier and got hurt. I'm worried!"
"Pembe. Please, I beg you. I don't want to give you orders. I beg you. Get out of here, get away from here."
I repeated firmly to Pembe, who was clinging to me with tears in his eyes.
"Please don't push yourself too hard."
Pembe glanced at me with resentful eyes, but soon lured the demons away with the other familiars and disappeared from my sight.
'Yes, this situation is too dangerous. If this continues, they'll all be swallowed up by the earth.'
Now I could finally breathe deeply in relief, but then I noticed a crack in the ground right behind me and ran away in terror.
'Ugh.'
Toylat chased me, flitting his wings across the vast empty sky, amused as he fled. I glanced back at him.
I was annoyed by the way he reveled in the predatory pleasure of driving away soon-to-be-dead herbivores.
First, I had to block this crazy crack, but my current black magic and sorcery weren't enough.
'It's tough.'
Even if I become a great warlock, is it now too late for a human to directly confront the great demon?
'No. It's not time to give up yet...'
But as I kept running, I came across an empty lot that used to be the Fountain of the Sun, but was now a landfill.
'Oh my goodness, yes. The Fountain of the Sun! I forgot.'
I quickly used teleportation magic to move to the reclaimed land, closed my eyes, and focused on feeling the black magic.
"Princess, if you have the energy after becoming a warlock, go to the place where the Fountain of the Sun was and draw upon the black magic stored there."
It was the advice that Fromdy had hesitantly approached me and given me before we set out.
Actually, I thought I would never come this far, so I turned a deaf ear to what he said.
It was said that black magic originated from hell and had the property of causing it to stagnate when used on dirt.
Fromdy said that during the secret work of filling the Fountain of the Sun, which had to be done in a short period of time, the high-ranking warlocks would have rushed in a large amount of black magic.
The advice of the opportunist Fromdy, who had pledged his loyalty to me, was very apt.
Because the black magic flowing out from the ground was quite abundant.
'Oh.'
I drew out all my dark magic and concentrated it into my sword. I also raised my black magic to its maximum and poured it into the sword. Then, I slammed it into the crimson crack in the ground that was hurtling towards me.
Kuung!
My black magic and Toylat's black magic controlling the crack collided, creating a tremendous vibration and loud noise.
The earth and sky shook violently.
The trees and buildings around us crumbled to dust.
The hand that held the sword hilt tightly became cold and turned red.
Soon, the cracks he had been sending at me stopped, and the lava subsided as if falling asleep.
“You... what on earth are you?”
Even though my palms were red and sore, I smiled at Toylat flying in front of me with a stupid expression, drew my sword, and stood up.
"What? I introduced myself earlier. I'm Yvonne Argenthoz, the warlock who will send you to hell."
The shocked look on Toylat's face when his conversion attack failed was quite a sight.
But I didn't miss this opportunity and quickly teleported behind the bastard and swung my sword with all my might.
Crunch!
“Ugh!!! How dare you, you human!”
And I succeeded in cutting off all three wings remaining on the bastard's back.
Done! Now he can't run far without using magic.
The black scythe of Toylat, enraged yet in pain, flashed fiercely and flew towards me at a terrifying speed.
“Ugh.”
I tried to dodge quickly, but ended up cutting my left thigh.
Red blood dripped from between my torn pants.
Although I was hurt, I had no time to feel at ease.
'This.'
Toylat's eyes glowed with bloodshot red, and he began to unleash black magic like a snake.
“Die, die, die!”
“I don’t want to!”
I put up a shield to stop the guy who kept chattering loudly and running wild, and took a breather.
The creature was out of his mind, resenting the fact that he had his wings cut off by someone as simple as a human.
Actually... I wasn’t normal right now either.
“Haa, haa, haa...”
My breath hitched.
‘It might be a stroke of luck to have come this far...’
What if my affinity for dark magic hadn't grown thanks to my alternate life? Or if I hadn't befriended the familiars beforehand? What if the Fountain of the Sun hadn't been hastily reclaimed? What if Rudnine hadn't killed Empress Giselle to buy time?
Not a single one...
These were important fortunes that should not be missed.
They say it's lucky to be able to deal with someone as powerful as the 'Demon Legion Commander', but I can't give up here.
As I gritted my teeth and strengthened my shield to block the bastard's attacks, Toylat, seemingly overwhelmed by the force, glared at me fiercely and stopped his attack magic.
The bastard tried to summon his demon subordinate, but then he started to convulse and scream.
“All my demons are dead! What kind of people are they!”
'Rudnine and the familiars succeeded.'
I was grateful to them for being faithful to their respective roles.
If the demons had appeared here and attacked now, it would have been very difficult.
Just thinking about it gives me chills down my spine.
I was thinking that it was fortunate, but suddenly Toylat giggled.
'Why is it like that?'
The guy chuckled and licked his lips.
“Yes... All the demons I summoned are dead, so I can’t summon them right now…. But there are countless familiar demons in hell.”
I froze like a statue.
Shit.
There was still a secret card left to summon the familiar from hell!
I gritted my teeth and braced myself, but black smoke began to rise from all around the bastard.
“Appear before me and submit, you worms of hell.”
As soon as Toylat's summoning spell ended, various types of familiars appeared near him.
How many are you planning to call?
I frowned.
And to conserve the little black magic left, he put away his shield, took a defensive stance with his sword, and watched the situation.
From familiars seen for the first time to familiars that seem familiar...
A great number of familiars, probably well over a hundred, were summoned at once and were taking up an attack stance toward me.
“Wow, there are a lot of them...”
A groan escaped from my stiff neck.
"Haha, you're quite the cute one. But you're not the Archdemon Promethea. A mere human warlock, you're so confident you can kill me? Are you serious?"
"Of course."
“What?”
When I answered right away, the guy looked dumbfounded.
I kept laughing because that guy was so funny.
"Do you know what the great thing about humans is? It's that their possibilities are endless. Unlike you demons, who are born with a fixed set of abilities. So, the variables are considerable."
I smiled and raised my hand.
"It's not just me who's gotten stronger. Since I became a warlock, I heard the black magic of my former companion has also been multiplied."
"What...?"
"You're the Great Demon, and you keep making such foolish faces? That's what the great Promethea said. Let's stop rambling and have a proper fight."
I summoned my servants one by one.
“Pembe, Jan, Gorten, Velvet.”
And I smiled brightly at the four familiars that appeared before me.
“Shall we finish quickly and go eat some sweets?”
"Good."
"Yes~!"
"Yes, master!"
"Yes, Yvonne."
I became a powerful warlock, but I was not alone.
Isn't this proof that I'm using my strength properly? I felt stronger because I wasn't lonely.
"Let's go!"
As soon as I gave the order to charge, Pembe, who had been a cute hamster, was the first to turn into a dark red smoke, just like when I first met him, and then dashed towards Toylat's neck.
Jan transformed from a tiny crimson bird into a large eyeball and, wielding a pitch-black, terrifying whip, rolled towards the thing at a terrifying speed.
Toylat narrowed his eyes and bared his sharp teeth at Pembe and Jan, who were showing signs of a fierce attack.
“Who dares this dirty familiar attack!”
"What? Our kids are so clean, and you're complaining about the mess? Let's go, Gorten!"
As I suddenly jumped in anger, Gorten transformed into a golem several times larger and stronger than the one I had seen at first, and swung his fists ferociously at Toylat.
The man strangled by Pembe roared in pain from the ceaseless flying whips of Jan and the fists of Gorten.
Although he was excited by the abilities of our familiars, which were clearly different from before, Toylat was furious.
“How dare you, you familiar!”
As Toylat swung his black scythe in a fit of rage and unleashed a torrent of attack magic, the glass greenhouse, already in a state of scorched earth, began to shake precariously.
Kwajijik.
'Ugh. I'm going to collapse!'
As soon as I thought that, the building I was looking at, along with the spire of the glass greenhouse, collapsed, and I tilted.
I fell straight down as the ground beneath my feet gave out, but Velvet transformed into a purple, watery sphere and enveloped me, causing me to float up.
"Yvonne, come here."
'Wow, my familiars are the best after all.'
Thanks to the velvet, I landed safely on the ground and clicked my tongue as I looked at the glass greenhouse that had completely collapsed and become a ruin.
'I hope Barden avoided it well?'
I was worried about the invisible Barden around me, and then Toylat came down in front of me.
Pembe's expression was very grim, as he was quite injured due to the attack magic that had been poured on him while strangling him.
I bragged about it.
"Does it hurt? Our Pembe is quite remarkable. He was already excellent, but now he's probably the highest-ranking familiar. You sent him here, didn't you? If you send a familiar born in hell to the human world, will it evolve like a human?"
Toylat glared at me with blazing eyes and slowly opened his mouth.
"I remembered you. You're the one who killed the Omoko I gave Giselle as a gift! I should've intervened and killed you then."
Finally, Toylat, with his eyes glaring fiercely like a great demon, thrust his huge black scythe into the ground.
And at the same time, the ground split open like a turtle's back and red lava gushed out.
'What, what is this!'
I shuddered at the horrific sight before my eyes.
“This crazy guy!”
It seems like he's planning to completely sink the entire Verbent Palace, including the Palace of Peace.
Kwakwakwakwakwakwang!
As the ground split open and came rushing towards me, I quickly gathered my familiars again and used stealth magic.
But it was no use.
The ground, writhing and running like a dragon, continued to split precisely towards me.
The lava, which was spurting red like a snake's tongue, was extremely hot and threatening.
As if to make matters worse, three demons under Toylat's command followed me, watching the cracking flow of the earth.
Krruk.
Keeheeheehee.
Krrrrrr, let's hurry and offer it to Toylat.
'Oh my, why is your voice like that? I don't like hearing it.'
I released my stealth spell and shouted to my servants so as not to waste my magical power.
“Guys, can you lure those guys away from here and deal with them?!”
"What about Yvonne?"
"I'll kill that damned demon quickly. That'll be peaceful. Hurry up, hurry up!"
But Pembe was unusually stubborn and refused.
"No, I'll stay and fight with Yvonne. You sent us away earlier and got hurt. I'm worried!"
"Pembe. Please, I beg you. I don't want to give you orders. I beg you. Get out of here, get away from here."
I repeated firmly to Pembe, who was clinging to me with tears in his eyes.
"Please don't push yourself too hard."
Pembe glanced at me with resentful eyes, but soon lured the demons away with the other familiars and disappeared from my sight.
'Yes, this situation is too dangerous. If this continues, they'll all be swallowed up by the earth.'
Now I could finally breathe deeply in relief, but then I noticed a crack in the ground right behind me and ran away in terror.
'Ugh.'
Toylat chased me, flitting his wings across the vast empty sky, amused as he fled. I glanced back at him.
I was annoyed by the way he reveled in the predatory pleasure of driving away soon-to-be-dead herbivores.
First, I had to block this crazy crack, but my current black magic and sorcery weren't enough.
'It's tough.'
Even if I become a great warlock, is it now too late for a human to directly confront the great demon?
'No. It's not time to give up yet...'
But as I kept running, I came across an empty lot that used to be the Fountain of the Sun, but was now a landfill.
'Oh my goodness, yes. The Fountain of the Sun! I forgot.'
I quickly used teleportation magic to move to the reclaimed land, closed my eyes, and focused on feeling the black magic.
"Princess, if you have the energy after becoming a warlock, go to the place where the Fountain of the Sun was and draw upon the black magic stored there."
It was the advice that Fromdy had hesitantly approached me and given me before we set out.
Actually, I thought I would never come this far, so I turned a deaf ear to what he said.
It was said that black magic originated from hell and had the property of causing it to stagnate when used on dirt.
Fromdy said that during the secret work of filling the Fountain of the Sun, which had to be done in a short period of time, the high-ranking warlocks would have rushed in a large amount of black magic.
The advice of the opportunist Fromdy, who had pledged his loyalty to me, was very apt.
Because the black magic flowing out from the ground was quite abundant.
'Oh.'
I drew out all my dark magic and concentrated it into my sword. I also raised my black magic to its maximum and poured it into the sword. Then, I slammed it into the crimson crack in the ground that was hurtling towards me.
Kuung!
My black magic and Toylat's black magic controlling the crack collided, creating a tremendous vibration and loud noise.
The earth and sky shook violently.
The trees and buildings around us crumbled to dust.
The hand that held the sword hilt tightly became cold and turned red.
Soon, the cracks he had been sending at me stopped, and the lava subsided as if falling asleep.
“You... what on earth are you?”
Even though my palms were red and sore, I smiled at Toylat flying in front of me with a stupid expression, drew my sword, and stood up.
"What? I introduced myself earlier. I'm Yvonne Argenthoz, the warlock who will send you to hell."
The shocked look on Toylat's face when his conversion attack failed was quite a sight.
But I didn't miss this opportunity and quickly teleported behind the bastard and swung my sword with all my might.
Crunch!
“Ugh!!! How dare you, you human!”
And I succeeded in cutting off all three wings remaining on the bastard's back.
Done! Now he can't run far without using magic.
The black scythe of Toylat, enraged yet in pain, flashed fiercely and flew towards me at a terrifying speed.
“Ugh.”
I tried to dodge quickly, but ended up cutting my left thigh.
Red blood dripped from between my torn pants.
Although I was hurt, I had no time to feel at ease.
'This.'
Toylat's eyes glowed with bloodshot red, and he began to unleash black magic like a snake.
“Die, die, die!”
“I don’t want to!”
I put up a shield to stop the guy who kept chattering loudly and running wild, and took a breather.
The creature was out of his mind, resenting the fact that he had his wings cut off by someone as simple as a human.
Actually... I wasn’t normal right now either.
“Haa, haa, haa...”
My breath hitched.
‘It might be a stroke of luck to have come this far...’
What if my affinity for dark magic hadn't grown thanks to my alternate life? Or if I hadn't befriended the familiars beforehand? What if the Fountain of the Sun hadn't been hastily reclaimed? What if Rudnine hadn't killed Empress Giselle to buy time?
Not a single one...
These were important fortunes that should not be missed.
They say it's lucky to be able to deal with someone as powerful as the 'Demon Legion Commander', but I can't give up here.
As I gritted my teeth and strengthened my shield to block the bastard's attacks, Toylat, seemingly overwhelmed by the force, glared at me fiercely and stopped his attack magic.
The bastard tried to summon his demon subordinate, but then he started to convulse and scream.
“All my demons are dead! What kind of people are they!”
'Rudnine and the familiars succeeded.'
I was grateful to them for being faithful to their respective roles.
If the demons had appeared here and attacked now, it would have been very difficult.
Just thinking about it gives me chills down my spine.
I was thinking that it was fortunate, but suddenly Toylat giggled.
'Why is it like that?'
The guy chuckled and licked his lips.
“Yes... All the demons I summoned are dead, so I can’t summon them right now…. But there are countless familiar demons in hell.”
I froze like a statue.
Shit.
There was still a secret card left to summon the familiar from hell!
I gritted my teeth and braced myself, but black smoke began to rise from all around the bastard.
“Appear before me and submit, you worms of hell.”
As soon as Toylat's summoning spell ended, various types of familiars appeared near him.
How many are you planning to call?
I frowned.
And to conserve the little black magic left, he put away his shield, took a defensive stance with his sword, and watched the situation.
From familiars seen for the first time to familiars that seem familiar...
A great number of familiars, probably well over a hundred, were summoned at once and were taking up an attack stance toward me.
“Wow, there are a lot of them...”
A groan escaped from my stiff neck.
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