Chapter 535: Morgana, The Reaper. 2
"LEAVE ME!"
BOOOOOOM!
Morgana's demonic features started to get even worse as her body grew larger, a long stout tail grew behind her, and yet another horn grew on her head.
She took the vampire count transformation one more level.
A dark pressure left her body that made Dantalian apprehensive, and he realized that she was over him again, even with the curses on his body.
'Fuck! I need to do something.'
Thinking of a strategy, a shitty smile appeared on his face:
"Heh, that bitch? Do you remember Lilith? She's not our mother, she's just our caged dog now."
"...." Morgana's eyes started to glow with anger, but the cold reasoning didn't leave her head.
'Why is he so confident? Should I press harder for information?' Small clouds of dark violet began to swirl around Morgana's hand.
'I'm going to have fun torturing you, you piece of shit.' In this form, Morgana could use her 'dream' power on an even greater scale, not as efficient when she was a full demon, but still manageable.
'Fuck, I should never have become a vampire... I was a fool.'
Fortunately, the demon was so caught up in his own world of grandeur that he spilled the beans.
"Apparently, you don't know."
The power of the demon's body began to increase.
"Lilith joined us, and she became our king's obedient dog, hah! So much for the 'mother of demons'."
"Hahaha~, just seeing the image of the mighty Lilith acting like a fanatical dog is hilarious!"
"...What-..." Morgana's shock was so great that the technique she was prepared for broke.
'Now!'
"Arise, my legions." Dantalian began to feel something inside him start to come out, and the demons that had always accompanied him in his soul began to appear in the real world one by one.
Unlike the previous method, the duke summoned his demons straight from hell with a magic circle, a method that was nullified by Jeanne's technique.
This method brought out the demons that were resting in his soul.
The power of the Dantalian bloodline gave him the nickname duke with the immortal army.
He was a demon who always walked with the army in his soul.
The cursed letters on Dantalian's body began to glow, and a miasma covered all of his demons, bringing them to the power level of a Rank 72 Demonic Duke.
Soon 169 Demons that dug into Dantalian's soul were energized.
"Kill her!"
"ROOOOOOOAR!"
An entire legion made up of demons rushed towards Morgana, destroying everything around her.
But... Morgana didn't move or do anything and just kept hovering in the air with her hair covering her face.
Dantalian felt a bad feeling, and that feeling was realized when Morgana looked up.
And everyone around them acquired a gray color palette, and that color palette began to change as the glow in Morgana's eyes began to increase unevenly.
"…What did you do?" The woman's body seemed to shake a little.
"What have you done to our MOM!?" With a thunderous roar, the world was painted crimson.
For a second, a crimson cocoon appeared, and it disappeared seconds later, but... The damage done by that cocoon had already been done.
All the demons, along with the surrounding buildings, vanished from existence, leaving only one Duke in disbelief and the surrounding vampires who were watching this in shock.
When the crimson color began to fade.
Everyone looked in shock at Morgana, who had a crimson power with shades of orange covering her body.
For the second time since turning into a vampire, Morgana didn't fight like a demon but instead used her vampire power.
Yes, she regretted being turned into a vampire. After all, all the 'mastery' she had with the power of 'dreams' became useless because her current powers didn't have the same efficiency as when she was a demon.
... But, just in these moments, she didn't regret it.
Only then would she be grateful to have that kind of power because, unlike the 'dream', this one was more 'destructive.'
A bloodline that even Vlad felt uncomfortable addressing or ranking. Only after several tests did he understand what kind of power it was.
A destructive power called...
Radiation.
Radiation in its purest form.
He doesn't even know what the 'type' of radiation this was, and he doesn't even know where it originates from. He just knew that this radiation was sleeping and accumulating inside Morgana's body.
... And when the woman decided to use it.
The word 'nuclear' should be said to her because that's what she became.
A walking nuclear reactor.
In the blink of an eye, Morgana appeared in front of Dantalian and grabbed him by the neck.
"W-What...? What is it!? What is this power!?"
With eyes glowing extremely red, she asked:
"What did you do to Lilith?"
"I- I-."
ROOOOOOOOOAR!
The demons started to be resurrected again, but Morgana just looked away while the glow on her face began to shine more intensely, and soon a beam of thick heat shot out of her eyes and pierced all the demons around.
And since she had no control over the intensity of these beams, she caused a destruction of properties throughout the royal capital.
Interestingly, no vampires were harmed, just all the demons…and the buildings.
Morgana looked at Dantalian again, her grip on his neck tightening.
Her eyes gleamed once more, and soon Dantalian felt an ache coursing through his entire body.
"AHHHHHHH!" He looked down in horror as he saw all of his limbs on the ground cut off, legs, arms, his waist, everything fell to the ground, cut off.
Only his torso was left.
"ANSWER ME!"
To Morgana, Lilith was like a mother, and despite being wary and contemptuous at times of the woman, she couldn't bear to see the woman go through atrocities.
Yes, she lost, she knew that, and even though it felt complicated, she let it go, she didn't have the strength at the time, and like the mentality of a demon warrior, she lost, so she was weak.
But... She thought that Diablo would just use the woman to open the gates that connect Hell to the other realms. After all, Lilith's value is too high for her to be killed.
Because if Lilith was killed, the union of hell would never materialize, and many demonic dukes and hell power supported Lilith's mindset.
She's just too important to be discarded, but… She hadn't thought it through properly.
Lilith, above being the mother of all demons, and a goddess of evil, is a progenitor...
'And if they use it as a breeding cow?' That fear grew when she heard Dantalian's words.
She knew this was possible, and demons aren't known for being kind.
Looking at the demon covered in unknown energy in front of him, Dantalian's fear was reignited, and finally, he understood who he was dealing with.
'By satan, she is The Reaper! The woman who fought Baal toe to toe and five demon dukes alone and vanquished them!'
Even though the five demon dukes were the dukes of rank 21, 26, 34, 69, 44.
Dukes considered 'Average' by demon standards.
Fighting five demonic dukes and defeating them alone is a ridiculous achievement.
Even with the curses given to him by his king, could he, as a rank 71 duke, fight this woman?
Of course not!
When the reality of the situation fell on his shoulders, like a sinner seeking redemption, he spilled the beans.
"I don't know! We only know that just one day, she started to attend the meetings! And his whole appearance and attitude have changed! She even started fanatically supporting Diablo in his plan!"
'Fuck, I should have just stayed behind and used my legions as usual. Why did I get so arrogant?' Dantalian began to regret it, and his face darkened as he saw the woman's eyes brightening even more.
"I swear I don't know!" he snapped.
"...." Morgana saw no lies in Dantalian's eyes, but she still needed to be sure, and she wanted more information. Then, when she was about to open her mouth, she heard a familiar scream.
"AAGGHH!"
She looked up and saw Jeanne being sent flying by a fallen angel and being attacked by two demons with the strength levels of a Duke of Hell.
'Jeanne!' She had totally forgotten about her friend in her anger.
Jeanne looked slightly at Morgana and had a look on her face that said, 'I'm fine.'
Even though she knew her friend was strong, she wasn't fighting any being. It was a rank 9 duke and other demons with the strength level just below a duke.
Besides, there's still Baal that she couldn't see anywhere, and that's not a good thing.
'Tsk, it's not time to waste time now.'
Making a quick decision, Morgana looked at the demon who only had a torso.
"... You come with me." Then, with a thrust of her wings, she flew towards the heavens, crashing sounds were heard, and soon the trail of crimson light in the air turned towards one location, specifically Vlad's castle.
Without further concern or consideration, the woman traversed the castle and castle floors with unstoppable force, and soon she found herself in a hallway.
This was where Vlad kept his prisoners for interrogation or experiment. As Vlad's ex-wife, she knew that.
Arriving at the solitary room with the door open, she threw the demon there and closed the door.
A magic circle appears at the door and spreads throughout the room.
"Stay there. I'll be back soon. You have a lot to tell me."
"...Yes..." was all the demon could say as he stared at the ceiling like a slaughtered animal.
Morgana turned as her eyes gleamed again, and then she was gone, leaving waves of crimson energy behind.
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