assistirfilmes Side Story Chapter 138 - Thousand-Year War (11)
Side Story Chapter 138 - Thousand-Year War (11)
Side Story Chapter 138 - Thousand-Year War (11)
[You... will become king?]
Satan feigned laughter. Becoming the king of the Nine Hells meant forcing the princes of Hell here to submit— no, not just the ones present. The human would need to surpass Asmodeus, the Prince of Lust, Leviathan, the Prince of Envy, and Bael, the prince of Hell closest to becoming the king.
[How amusing,] said Satan as he smiled mockingly.
The princes had high hopes for Kang-Woo since his path was the closest to the one Bael had walked. That was why four of them had gathered to have him submit to them in advance and make him their retainer.
[The title of Demon King is not to be said so lightly, human.]
Not even Bael had managed to become king yet but a mere human who wasn’t even on the level of an archdemon was declaring that he would. It was so ridiculous that it wasn't even funny.
“I wonder... about that,” Oh Kang-Woo said faintly. “I guess... I’ll find out... once I try.”
He closed his eyes and felt the overflowing demonic energy inside him. He had opened two of the three Doors sealing the sea of demonic energy[1]. The demonic energy that he had been holding back all this time was unleashed, tearing him apart.
‘I don’t have... much time.’
Kang-Woo could instinctively tell he couldn’t maintain this condition for long.
“Haaa, haaa,” he panted heavily as he staggeringly walked toward Satan.
His vision suddenly shook as he was walking. He coughed and black mucus poured out from between his lips.
“A-Arghh.”
His teeth clacked— no he merely thought they did. His teeth had already turned into black mucus. It wasn’t just his teeth; his skin, muscles, bones, and intestines were being taken over by the viscous darkness from the sea of demonic energy. His body which had become mucus was incapable of feeling pain or any senses. All he could sense was darkness.
‘I’m falling.’
He was sinking into a bottomless abyss.
Thud.
Kang-Woo fell to his knees. He had neither the strength nor the will to stand.
“Argh, gurgh, gah!!”
Kang-Woo foamed at the mouth as he twisted and turned. He pulled on his hair as he writhed in pain. His consciousness was rapidly burning away.
“A-Arghh.”
He fumbled as he crawled, barely holding on to his flickering consciousness. Something sticky wrapped around his fingers. He looked down and saw light green tentacles between his fingers.
“...”
Kang-Woo gritted his teeth and held tightly to his fading consciousness. He couldn’t let himself be taken control of by the sea of demonic energy like this. He still had something he needed to do.
“Yeah...”
Kang-Woo covered his face with his trembling hands. Most of his body had turned into black mucus but there was a part that remained intact. He smiled and felt for his cheekbones and poked something squishy above them with his fingers.
‘My eyeballs.’
His eyes had yet to become black mucus.
“ARRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!”
He stabbed his fingers into his eyes and ripped them apart. Intense pain shot throughout his body and his fading consciousness was instantly brought back as if waking up.
***
“I do not know what you did, but... it seems you cannot control it.”
Lucifer’s eyes shone as he closely examined Kang-Woo. As he said, forget controlling the power— Kang-Woo was doing his best to hold on to his consciousness within the enormous torrent of demonic energy.
“Hmm, it seems so.”
“Puhihihi!! I can’t believe a mere human can possess this much demonic energy!!! Amazing!!! Fascinating!!! I was disappointed at first but to think he was hiding such power!!”
Once the princes of Hell realized Kang-Woo was acting irregularly, they let down their guards and stared greedily at the enormous demonic energy pouring out from Kang-Woo. A torrent of demonic energy was endlessly raging with him at the epicenter, befitting the expression of a sea of demonic energy.
“Puhi! Puhihi!! I-If only I can get my hands on that demonic energy...!” Mammon burst into laughter as he rubbed his fat cheeks and licked his lips as he drooled.
“Enough of your filthy behavior, Mammon.” Lucifer spread out his eight wings and continued arrogantly, “That demonic energy is mine.”
He barely quelled his excitement and flapped his wings as if to charge at Kang-Woo any moment.
“Hehe, I can’t let you do that.” Belphegor pushed his wheelchair and got in Lucifer’s way.
“Belphegor...”
Lucifer shot a death glare at Belphegor.
“S-Something’s wrong,” Belphegor remarked.
“Puhi? What’s wrong?”
Belphegor continued in pallor, “The moment he bit my shoulder, I felt... pain I’ve never felt before.”
He trembled as he touched his shoulder, black blood pouring out of it.
“It’ll regenerate in seconds. What is the big deal?” Lucifer said.
A prince’s regenerative capabilities were on another level compared to a regular demon. A bite off of their shoulder would not even take a minute to fully heal— or at least, it should.
“Why...?”
Belphegor looked down at his bleeding shoulder incomprehensibly. The fist-sized chunk of flesh bitten off by the human was not regenerating.
“Wh-What the... Why...?!” he shouted in panic.
“Haaa... You bring shame to the title of prince.”
Lucifer shook his head in shame. He couldn’t care less that Belphegor’s injury was not regenerating. He was only thinking about how to extract the immense demonic energy from the dead human.
“Shit! This is all because that idiot killed the human...!”
“Puhihi! There’s no need to make such a fuss, Lucifer.”
“What?”
“Look around you.”
“...?”
Lucifer frowned and looked around. He realized what Mammon was talking about and nodded.
“Puhihi!! The human is dead but his demonic energy is still here!”
“I see...”
The human they were aiming for had been killed by Sloth but the immense demonic energy he possessed was still lingering in the surroundings. As long as they figured out how to get their hands on it, the death of the human was of no issue whatsoever.
“Well, then. Let’s us resume the negotia—”
[... up.]
“What?”
[Shut... up.]
Lucifer frowned fiercely. “Are you so eager to shed blood, Satan?”
[I TOLD YOU TO SHUT UP!!!] shouted Satan in pallor. [Do you... not hear it?]
“What?”
[The sound.]
Wriggle.
“What sound...?”
[The sound... of something viscous and sticky.]
Squelch.
Satan said tremblingly, [The horrible and unpleasant sound... it’s echoing.]
“...?”
Lucifer frowned and focused on his hearing.
Squelch.
A displeasing and unsettling sound entered his ears.
“What in the...”
Lucifer grimaced and turned around and saw—
“Huh?”
A nightmare that the princes of Hell would never forget— rising.
1. Part 2 of the main story mentioned that Kang-Woo only ever opened two Doors when he fought against Bael... I guess the author forgot about writing that. ☜