"What do you mean, search for that person... bastard." Asmodeus muttered to himself in a hateful tone. Lucifer ordered him to look for that person, who killed Satan and almost killed him. He was the only one who knew what he looked like.
But this kind of task felt humiliating. He was usually the one who gave his subordinates these kinds of orders. Now, his status had been reduced from King to mere soldier.
'He can fucking teleport. It is impossible to find him.' Asmodeus thought. Since he was assigned to the mere searcher role, he expected never to find that person. He wanted to be on the battlefield to end this war as soon as possible, then have some fun with the goddesses they captured.
Alas... this frustrated him greatly.
Asmodeus flipped over and flew on his back while looking at the starry sky. At that moment, he felt the appearance of several strong auras on the horizon. Their auras were the color gold, with one being white—there were gods and one human nearing his position.
'Hmm, who could they be?' He flipped over and slowly flew towards the auras. However, after nearing the position, the ground suddenly shattered and an enormous mouth with sharp, deadly teeth emerged from underground. The deadly teeth belonged to a massive black-furred wolf!
"What the—" Asmodeus' expression turned grave, and he quickly flew out of the way of the massive wolf. After the creature had left the underground, the Demon King was flabbergasted at how big it was!
Fenrir let out a deafening howl, and the wind gushed out of his mouth and cleared all the clouds from the sky.
"What a massive creature." Asmodeus flicked his wrist, and a black whip appeared in his hand. He swung it back and was about to lash it forward. But then, hundreds of illusionary figures appeared around him. They all looked just like him!
"Oh, how handsome..." Asmodeus murmured as he looked at his illusions. However, then the illusions morphed into hundreds of green-shafted spears. The spears stabbed through the air and impaled Asmodeus' well-toned body.
"Ah!" The Demon King didn't have time to react and crashed straight to the ground, the green-shafted spears skewering through him and nailing him to the snowy ground.
Some distance away, Loki finished his attack and tugged his hands to his pockets as he left the forest and slowly walked towards fallen Asmodeus. Arthur and the rest followed while Fenrir's black shadow loomed over them.
Fenrir was looking further away, towards the black dome with his vertical pupils.
"Hah!" Asmodeus flexed his muscles and forced the spears out of his flesh. His wounds healed instantly. At the spaceship, he filled his stomach with all sorts of food.
He flipped over to stand and saw the gods walking toward him. His eye twitched since the black furred creature should take all his attention and dealing with gods is an unnecessary bother. In his opinion, Fenrir was the only threat.
"Piss off or die." Asmodeus flexed his muscles and increaseed the pressure he emitted. The weaker gods and Arthur instantly fell to their knees, like mortals showing their undying loyalty to king.
However, Loki didn't seem fazed and even took a step forward.
"Hoh." Asmodeus smirked, and a black whip appeared in his palm. He swung it behind him, then around him, until finally lashing it down with godly speed. The whip was unnoticeable even, and the only way to know there was a whip was the sound of wind getting teared.
The whip went through Loki's body, separating him in half. However, then the sliced body vanished like a mist. Loki was never there in person.
"?" Asmodeus was sincerely surprised since he had examined Loki's aura entirely. He was one hundred percent certain that it should have been a real person and not an illusion.
But then he remembered that the illusions who looked like him also had auras similar to him. His skin had goosebumps when he thought how ridiculous the power was. He was a galaxy-level figure and could destroy any planet. Still, he couldn't see through Loki's illusions!
Swoosh!
Then, to his shock, the stars in the sky suddenly were turned off, as if they were lightbulbs that could be shut down with a flick of a lightswitch. After that, the dark sky was covered with millions of flaming rocks, which brightened the entire sky with crimson light.
Fenrir looked above the flaming rocks and wagged its tail. It was like they were toys, which looked interesting. As it tried to grab them with its enormous palm, the flaming rocks went straight through and continued flying towards Asmodeus.
Fenrir let out a saddened whimper.
"They are illusions again." Asmodeus spread his arms wide and mocked as he welcomed the illusions with open arms. However, then the rocks struck him and buried him deep in the ground. His skin started burning, with bruises appearing on every part of his body.
'What the hell?!' Asmodeus painfully whimpered in pain as the rest of the flaming rocks slowly vanished, leaving him alone in the ground—battered and bruised.
"Why... they were illusions... what the heck." All the wounds again disappeared, and Asmodeus rose back to his feet. His expression didn't look kind, and his face muscles twitched and morphed till he looked unrecognizable, like a monster.
His grip on the whip tightened, and he then lashed through the air. The lash lashed through the air, cracked space, and the surrounding earth exploded.
The mountains fell apart, trees vanished as if they were burned to ashes, and it even looked like the sky was falling after Asmodeus' rageful strike.
"Fuck this world. I am done being humiliated!" Asmodeus raised his whip in rage while surrounded by blank land. The five-kilometer area around him had vanished off the face of the planet.
The gods and Arthur were nowhere to be seen. Fenrir was somehow floating above the blank expanse of space.
Asmodeus gritted his teeth and lashed the whip down with an enormously powerful strike. As the whip neared the ground, it looked like the entire planet was twisting and warping. He planned to slice through the core of the planet and kill everyone in Four Seasons!
