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» Chapter 357 «
| Author: The Sole Survivor | Original Source: SFACG |
| Translator: CatatoPatch | English Source: Re:Library |
At the same time that Jeerah asked me that question, I called forth my Fallen Angel Golem, simultaneously teleporting both of us into the golem’s dimensional space.
This one of a kind golem, coming in at over twenty meters tall, shook the earth itself when it made its appearance, like a tiny mountain suddenly dropping down on our battle. With its titanic arrival, the battle had now entered the next phase.
Ferti’nier once told me that this golem had a special dimensional stone that allowed its owner to enter and take shelter within. But because I hadn’t tried this before, my first thought was to grab Jeerah, hoping that our close proximity would mean both of us entered together.
Till now, I was still under the lingering effects of that rough dimensional shift. Bearing with it, I gave my surroundings a quick scan: it was pitch black all over. Strangely, I could still see perfectly well, though I couldn’t verify how large this space was.
“Ugh…” Jeerah rubbed her head lightly while groaning softly from beside me.
‘So both of us made it in then?’
“What’s going on? Where are we? And my head hurts…” Suddenly, her groaning stopped. “Why are we so high up?! WHAT! Those Nightmare Steeds are tiny now!”
This dimensional space was truly a miraculous zone. Even though we were clearly in pitch blackness, with no light being allowed in at all, we could still clearly see what was going on outside. Furthermore, what we saw was clearly from the perspective of the golem, including the field of vision extending right below its feet! It was a sensation akin to standing within a glass dome; one could see through every corner of the dome.
Standing right in front of us were the two Nightmare Steeds, Shade and Warsight; both were eyeing us strangely. To be exact, they were eyeing the Fallen Angel Golem. Behind us was the Nightmare Steed currently chasing Mo Na around with his black flames. Because of how high up I was, his every action was within my sights.
The danger my daughter found herself in right now meant that I had no time to enjoy this sudden increase in strength. Clutching down on the Gem of Authority, I gave out my most urgent command to date, “Save my daughter.”
As expected, the Fallen Angel Golem heard my command and began lumbering towards Shadowfall. Perhaps because it hadn’t moved in centuries, its first step was stiff. The moment it lifted up its leg, it knocked over one of my Winged Abyssal Golems, which only came up to its thighs.
Thankfully, my Winged Abyssal Golems were sturdy, and the Fallen Angel Golem was only trying to walk, not harm it. Then, under my disbelieving eyes, the golem continued onwards, stepping on that golem like it didn’t even exist…
“Spread out! Don’t get in its way!” It was a fact that the shortest distance between two points would be a straight line. That was why I tacitly accepted its actions. That Winged Abyssal Golem’s plight was truly a heart wrenching one, but my Mo Na took priority over all. It was better if all the golems got out of its way instead.
Thankfully, the intelligence of these golems was still something I could depend on. Even though I didn’t specify which golems had to move aside, those that were in its way knew to step away without being told.
With any potential obstacle removed, the Fallen Angel Golem quickened its pace. Its twenty meters tall frame didn’t just mean that it had a mass advantage, it also meant that its strides were large as well.
“Where are we now exactly? What a strange place. It actually moves. And I can even see the outside!”
Ever since we entered the internal space of the Fallen Angel Golem, Jeerah had completely left her panicked state. Without any semblance of propriety that a guest ought to have, she began bombarding me with questions like how a country bumpkin would.
To be honest, her bedazzled expression was rather amusing, but now wasn’t the time for fun.
“Just stay quiet in that corner over there, I’m going to fetch my daughter.”
The Fallen Angel Golem had completely captured the attention of everyone present. Naturally, Shadowfall was included in this as well, seeing as it was him whom the Fallen Angel Golem was currently charging towards. Boom, boom, boom, went the lumbering Fallen Angel Golem, like Atlas himself on a rampage across the lands. Every step it took gave the impression of a mini earthquake happening nearby… such an existence was clearly made for war.
Perhaps its sheer size was such that even Shadowfall couldn’t ignore it, but the moment the golem was set in action, he abandoned the chase for Mo Na, turning around to face my gigantic golem.
‘Is he planning to face it head on?’
Regardless of what he was planning, his current course of action was exactly what I wanted. What I really wanted now was Mo Na’s safety, then the defeat of these horses.
Shadowfall came galloping towards us at a speed a normal person could never hope to perceive. The Fallen Angel Golem reacted with a swat, but its attack was just shy of being quick enough -like how a fly always seemed to evade a swat at the very last second.
“Ignore him, fetch my daughter first.” Ever since entering this dimensional space, I instinctively learnt the method of controlling this behemoth, as if I had been born with skill. Perhaps entering this dimensional space had caused my hereditary memories to unlock themselves? Either way, now wasn’t the time for such questions.
Just as that command was given, the Fallen Angel Golem abandoned any further attacks against Shadowfall, running straight for Mo Na who was now hiding behind another Winged Abyssal Golem. It bent down right away and extended its right arm forward. From that angle, I could clearly see the look of confusion on Mo Na’s face. The little scamp was probably still in shock right now. After all, while it was obvious that this golem was on our side, I had never mentioned anything about it to her.
“Baby, just hop onto the golem’s palm. Your papa’s here to pick you up!”
“Mama!”
Upon hearing my voice from the Fallen Angel Golem’s mouth, my precious daughter flew into the golem’s outstretched arm without any hesitation. Upon confirming her safety, I slowly lifted her up to its chest.
“Accept.”
Just as I said that, a black hole-like object appeared in our space, closely followed by the adorable figure of Mo Na tunnelling out of it.
“Mama!” Mo Na nose dived right into my arm. Upon confirming that I was actually standing there and that she was now safe, the little scamp immediately broke down into tears. “Sob, sob, sob… Mama…that big black horsie was so scary… Mo Na was so scared…sob…so scared…”
‘Sigh…my little baby must have really suffered. It’s only at times like this that she ever reverts back to her true age.’
“Don’t cry, baby. Papa will chase away those bad horsies for you.” I hurriedly hugged her back and began comforting her. The faint scent she emanated put my mind at ease tremendously. My daughter was safe, at long last.
I gave her one last hug before proceeding to issue further instructions. Yet before I could give the command, a violent tremor shook the dimensional space. I hugged Mo Na even tighter to stop her from falling down. I could feel that something had struck my back, so I turned around, just in time to see Shadowfall launch a second attack…
This time, the impact was stronger than the first. Thankfully, I had already prepared myself for this. I hurriedly stooped down and covered Mo Na in time to prevent any injuries. It was unfortunate that Jeerah wasn’t included in this plan of mine. She was unceremoniously tossed about when she lost her balance, finally crashing right into me with that deadly figure of hers. Me, Mo Na, and Jeerah all had a grand old time tumbling about on… ahem… When we finally stopped crashing about, I found her hugging my thighs while her jugs were pointing squarely at me in a particularly delicious manner…
“What do you think you’re doing! Don’t hug Mama’s thighs! Get your dirty hands off her right now!” Before I could even say a word, my daughter leaped out of my arms like a startled cat. “You shameless wench, you had better stay away from Mo Na’s mama! Or else Mo Na will ask Mama to chase you away!”
“Hah, you don’t even have any hair down there but you already know to protect your prey.” Realising that she was actually in a compromising position, she couldn’t help but feel a little awkward herself. However, Mo Na’s warning had rubbed her the wrong way. Not only did she not let go, she stuck her chest out even further, then stared at Mo Na as if she was judging Mo Na’s flat chest. “Brat, I think you still need a lot more soul nourishment.”
“You! Mo Na will grow bigger in the future too!” As she said that, she turned towards me, a little unsure herself. “Mama…do you think Mo Na will grow bigger… she will, right?”
‘I say, can you two be a little serious right now? We’re still in the middle of a battle here!’
Though I thought that, her adorable show of insecurity made me want to ruffle her tiny head instead. As she closed her eyes in bliss, I said, “I’m sure you will. Our Mo Na will definitely grow up to be both cute and beautiful.”
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» Chapter 356 «
| Author: The Sole Survivor | Original Source: SFACG |
| Translator: CatatoPatch | English Source: Re:Library |
With the aid of the three Nightmare Steeds, the rest of the Warhorses finally succeeded in breaking golems’ formation. Still, while the battlefield might have seemed chaotic right now, my golems were all inanimate objects, meaning morale wasn’t even an issue for them. As long as the command was given, they would never hesitate, even unto death. This was especially true for my Seven-stars who fearlessly charged at the Warhorses instead.
The greatest weakness of the Warhorses laid in their disparate strengths. Those at the lead were Seven-stars who numbered a dozen or so. Then came the fifty or so Six-stars, of which included my old friend, Warwraith. Other than these core fighters, the rest were Five-stars and Four-stars, numbering roughly two thousand or so.
Naturally, the Warhorses vastly outnumbered my golems. But my golems were magical constructs specifically made for one purpose only: defense. Not only that, their battle strength was leagues above that of a normal Warhorse. Even when faced with a Warhorse of the same level as them, they would at most come out of that engagement with a scratch. In short, there was no way a bunch of horses would ever even scratch my golems!
Thus, in our first large-scale clash with the normal Warhorses, they lost completely!
These horses were all much bigger than even a battle horse. For example, a Four-stars, when standing completely on two of its hooves, would measure up to over two meters in height. Yet even such an impressive stature was nothing before golems.
One of the opposing Five-star Warhorses tried leading a charge against one of my normal golems. The end result was that my golem simply smacked him away with a slap, like how a kid would when he wasn’t happy with a toy
This same scene repeated itself countless times. Unless the Warhorse involved was a Six-star or a Seven-star, else they were simply fodder for my golems.
Even with the aid of three Nightmare Steeds, the difference in our strengths was too large.
“Blast! Why are these golems all so sturdy…” Warsight tried stomping down on a spot she had previously attacked. Finally, after several attempts, a crack was formed, though it was one so small that it was easy to miss unless one looked carefully.
“We should have the juniors retreat first…they aren’t even able to break through their defenses…” Shade knocked over another Winged Abyssal Golem before suggesting that to Shadowfall beside him. “The casualties are mounting…”
“Yes, this has been a huge misstep on our part… we should have determined their strength before launching this attack…” Shadowfall agreed without hesitation, turning his head soon after towards the raging battlefield. “Retreat!”
Upon receiving that command, and also because their morale had been severely battered by now, the Warhorses promptly gathered together and began backing away.
The situation now was that these horses were basically entangled within a giant army of my golems. But rather than fighting the golems, they were simply getting smacked around.
Ever the smart one, Mo Na immediately discovered what the Warhorses were planning. She quickly gave the command to stop the horses, but they were just too quick for the lumbering golems. If they were to focus entirely on escaping, there was no way the golems could catch up with them.
Naturally, that didn’t mean that the Warhorses were completely unscated either. With so many golems and so many Warhorses involved, there were bound to be a few unlucky Warhorses who couldn’t escape my golems. All that was needed was one good smack and these Warhorses were left incapacitated.
The golems’ renewed counterattack was a huge impediment to the Warhorse’s retreat. Because of Mo Na’s command, Shadowfall had finally noticed her existence.
“That little Lust Demon over there seems to be commanding the golems, I’ll take care of her first, you two keep covering our retreat.”
Just as that last word left his mouth, Shadowfall sped off without even giving the other two a chance to reply. His intention was clear: kill off my precious daughter as soon as possible.
Seeing that mass of killing intent gallop towards her, Mo Na tried to scramble to safety from her perch atop a Winged Abyssal Golem. Yet, it was too late. Like a flaming comet, Shadowfall crashed into the golem, sending it toppling over with a deafening boom. One could only imagine how much force was put into that strike.
However, Mo Na had still managed to hop behind another Winged Abyssal Golem thanks to her sharp eyes. All that attack accomplished was cause one of my golems to crash into another of my decidedly sturdy golems.
“Mama…”
Mo Na stuck her head out from behind that golem to call out to me. Yet she only managed that single word before she had to duck once more because that Nightmare Steed had just breathed a jet of black flames at her.
With just the merest of touches, that black flame immediately stuck to the golem. Although it caused no direct damage to the golem, it was able to stop Mo Na from using that golem as cover. After all, her flame resistance wasn’t to the extent that she could ignore these strange flames.
She was just a Four-star Primal Lust Demon. While her methods were many, none of them worked against an Eight-star Nightmare Steed. The only reason she was able to last up till now was because she was in the middle of a golem army -of course, her keen instincts also played a part in detecting danger early.
All that changed when that Nightmare Steed attacked with his flames. With no cover to hide behind, it meant she was now open to his attacks…
Sinmosa and Sasani noticed her predicament as well. They wanted to rush right over to help her, but they were merely Five-stars; they couldn’t stand up to those black flames either. Thus, they were completely useless at this time. Even when little Cinderel kept yelping at their side, there was nothing they could do.
“Mama… Mama…”
My precious daughter had no choice but to constantly hop from golem to golem, her panicked crying stabbing into my heart each time she called out to me. It was as if there was a hand gripping my heart right now, clutching down on it with every syllable she spoke.
‘B*stard!’ All it took was an instant for me to lose my cool. Yet just as I was about to rush off to save my daughter, a pair of soft hands held me back.
“Don’t go… those two Nightmare Steeds are still watching you…”
The one who stopped me was Jeerah. This had to be the first time she had ever seen me angry as well. While I had no way of knowing how terrifying I must have looked, judging from the way she shrank back immediately, I could tell how bad it must have been.
Still, her reminder had worked. My exploding temper began to slowly cool down.
Like what she said, Warsight and Shade were still eyeing me from a corner of their eyes. Their target wasn’t just Mo Na. It was me as well.
‘I should’ve expected nothing less from these Nightmare Steeds -they can even coordinate so well with each other without saying a word. They probably communicated their strategies through telepathy.’
Shadowfall’s deliberate attack on Mo Na wasn’t just to help the Warhorses. What he really wanted was to lure me away from my golems, else Mo Na would have been dead in that first attack already. A Eight-star ambushing a Four-star… clearly, there was no way that Four-star could ever survive.
However, there was still one thing I didn’t understand -that black flame which even I wasn’t confident about surviving against. If he could use that flame to force Mo Na to dodge around like that, why didn’t he just do that from the beginning?
That answer would soon become apparent.
After spitting out a field’s worth of black flames, his speed had noticeably dropped. Not only did his flame-spitting slow down, even his movement speed had decreased. When faced with my golems’ attacks, he barely avoided them, even coming close to getting hit at times. Each time that happened, the bulky fingers of my golems would barely graze the once deft Nightmare Steed, painting a stark contrast to when he could nimbly weave in between multiple golems.
‘So breathing those flames caused some sort of feedback onto them? That has to be it… wait, if that was the case, it still wouldn’t explain why they didn’t just do that from the start against me. Why go through the trouble of chasing Mo Na around just to force my hand?’
‘Are they afraid of something else?’
‘Forget it. What’s more important now is rescuing Mo Na.’
“Alright, alright. I get it. I won’t act rashly.” Having figured out the nuances, I turned my worried head towards Jeerah and nodded, completely ignoring the lost look she had on right now. I grabbed the Gem of Authority hanging around my neck with my right hand. With my left, I grabbed Jeerah’s waist and drew her closer towards me. As her body came tumbling in, her strong scent only got stronger, leaving me lightly muddle headed in the process. My left hand instinctively grabbed her harder.
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing!?”
Her reaction was visibly agitated. She wanted to push me away but my strength was too much for her.
“Stop messing around, I’m just trying to protect you.”
“Protect me? When did protecting me include hugging me? You said you were a male, right… let go!”
‘Was she always this pure…’
“Hey, don’t forget you’re still a Lust Demon. A little skinship won’t kill you.”
“But you just said you are a male! Even though I don’t see anything male about you…”
‘Did you have to add in that last bit… we could’ve been friends….’
However, I had no time for jibes right now. Explaining my actions would only waste more time, and time was something I didn’t have right now. Thus, I turned my single arm hug into a double armed one. My left hand was still wrapped around her waist, but my right had gone around her neck before grabbing onto the Gem of Authority.
“There’s no time for explanations. Hop on!”
“I just said not to hug me… And what does hop on even mean?”
“Whatever the word means, of course.”
She still had burning questions to ask, but the very next second later, she couldn’t ask them anymore. That was because the dimensional shift had treated us less than kindly…
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» Chapter 355 «
| Author: The Sole Survivor | Original Source: SFACG |
| Translator: CatatoPatch | English Source: Re:Library |
“Shade!”
“Devil, we meet again. If I hadn’t heard it from Warwraith myself, I wouldn’t have believed that you actually evolved into a Fallen Angel…” Shade eyed me with a hint of helplessness on his face. “Truthfully, I don’t want to fight you at all…”
“Are you stupid, Shade? That Devil isn’t even some reincarnation of a Devil King, she’s just immune to psychic attacks. “ The temperamental Nightmare Steed was the first to criticise Shade. “Are you sure you didn’t just exaggerate the facts to avoid being punished?”
“I don’t need you to believe me, I maintain my views either way.”
“Hah, so lying in order to shirk responsibility is part of your views as well?” Warsight pressed him further. “Once this matter is over, you can be sure I’ll report this matter to the clan leader. As for the outcome, heheheh… let’s see if you can still maintain that position of yours.”
“You wish to threaten my position? With what? You?”
“You…”
“That’s enough, how about both of you just step back for a moment, now’s not the time for argument. The most pressing issue is to deal with this Devil.” Shadowfall forcefully broke the two apart.
“Those are golems, aren’t they? I saw them once long ago, but those were all in bad condition…” Shade rolled his eyes at Warsight before changing the topic. “Their sturdiness is beyond what we can imagine, and we won’t gain anything by smashing them either. Their forte lies in their immense strength and invincible defenses- but they are slow.”
In order to prevent Warsight from stirring up more argument, Shadowfall immediately followed up with that conversation. “Then let’s combine our might and strike at the head.”
“Alright!” Warsight neighed loudly before leading off with a charge. Shade rolled his eyes towards Shadowfall. The two immediately broke off in opposite directions, circling around the golem ring in a bid to find some kind of weakness.
“What do we do?” Jeerah gripped down on my arms harder, her eyes quivering with unease. “There are three of them now… and who knows how many Warhorses as well… we’ll be fine, right?”
“I say, can you stop standing so close to me? We’re not even close with each other.”
The two deadly weapons she carried on her chest were simply too much for me. The way they pressed even harder against me now truly left me flustered when I least needed it.
“No!” She immediately answered without a second thought. “I don’t feel safe if you’re too far from me.”
“Yes, but you don’t have to stand so close either, it’s unsettling.”
“We’re all girls here, what’s there to be shy about?”
“I’m a male!”
Jeerah eyed me from top to toe. “Are you sure your head is screwed on right?”
“…”
With regards to my gender, I had no desire to argue any further on the matter. Thus I just shrugged her off my arm. “We were enemies not too long ago. Don’t tell me you are already so comfortable with me now?”
“Don’t go… don’t leave me behind…”
In the end, she clung even tighter to me. At this point, her entire body was hugging me. Her intoxicating scent came at me like a hammer, and I reflexively inhaled it due to our proximity, causing me to almost become enthralled.
Jeerah batted her eyes at me. Gone was that bewitching face of not too long ago. Instead, it was replaced by an endearing sort of weakness.
‘That face… wasn’t she acting like some sort of queen just now? Now she’s trying to act like a harmless bunny? I don’t even know how to make fun of this turn of events.”
“In that case, just sign the soul pact with me. As long as you’re my subordinate, I’ll definitely protect you.”
“Absolutely no!” Jeerah vehemently objected.
“Then what if I just toss you away right now?” I pretended to threaten her.
“Like heck you would. You’re too much of a nice Devil to hurt me.”
She really got me there -she even knew me better than I did. What was worse was that, after rejecting my soul pact so completely, she basically friendzoned me for life…
‘Fishcakes! Why did I have to get stuck with such a clingy Devil? And she seems to have seen through me as well…there’s no way I would ever throw her out there to feed a bunch of horses…that would be a waste of a perfectly fine bedwar… No, no. A subordinate. A perfectly legitimate relationship between a male superior and his female subordinate.’
‘So don’t you dare call me a nice guy!’
‘Also, I can see you smirking over there… at least be a little more professional in your acting!’
At the same time that those three Nightmare Steeds charged at me, the rest of the Warhorse herd had galloped to roughly five hundred meters in front of us. Based on their current speed, it would probably take them less than ten seconds to cover that distance and collide with my golems.
This time, the number of Warhorses who came were a lot more. Because the Winged Abyssal Golems guarded me too closely, my vision was currently obstructed by their massive bodies. I could only make out a thousand or so Warhorses from my position.
‘They actually gathered up such numbers in a short time… the Warhorse clan cannot be underestimated.’
“No. Now’s not the time for dallying around. I need to…’ Just as I was about to give the command for a counter offensive, my precious baby took the initiative to give the command instead. Even though now was clearly too late to set up any meaningful defense, it couldn’t hurt to at least try.
“You guys guard that side, and you guys guard there. I want an encirclement prepared right away, don’t let a single horse go… Don’t worry, Mama, Mo Na’s got this covered!”
Seeing as my precious daughter was so dependable, I decided to let her command then.
“Hah, as if you can even encircle us, don’t get ahead of yourself, Devil!”
Seeing that we were about to engage in our own battle preparations, Warsight suddenly gave up her offensive, instead turning her attention towards the Abyssal Golems. One of the golems took this opportunity to give her a forceful kick, and it fell over instead -all five meters of it!
The size of a Nightmare Steed was roughly comparable to the horses humans used to ride into battle, while my Abyssal Golems were at least five meters tall. Yet even with such a difference in mass aiding its attack, my golem actually lost!
Boom!
The golem that was knocked over by Warsight fell onto another golem with a deafening crash. And like a domino knocking into another, the second golem proceeded to knock over another, and that one knocked over another, and another…truly like dominoes.
“Hmph, there are no holes to exploit at all. In that case, how about a direct attack?!”
Never one for patience, Warsight had completely given up on an attrition battle with my Winged Abyssal Golems, instead choosing to focus on my Abyssal Golems. Who would have thought that temperamental Nightmare Steed would have such a flexible side to her…
Seeing that her attacks were effective against the Abyssal Golems, Shade and Shadowfall both gave up on trying to break through my defensive ring of Winged Abyssal Golems, choosing to go after my Abyssal Golems instead. Even though there were also Winged Abyssal Golems amongst the golems I gave to Mo Na, most of them were tasked with protecting Mo Na. There were simply not enough Winged Abyssal Golems to deal with an agile Eight-stars.
The three Nightmare Steeds proceeded to wreak havoc amongst my Abyssal Golems, weaving in and out between my scattered forces and throwing the odd attack or two. They had completely given up on their magicks, instead focusing entirely on brute strength. With their Eight-star strength, bullying a bunch of Six-star golems was basically child’s play. While the Nightmare Steeds weren’t exactly known for their brute strength amongst other Eight-stars, it didn’t matter that much when there was a two level gap.
“Blast it all, these golems are just too tough…” Warsight had already knocked over a dozen or so golems with her hooves of steel. Yet no matter how hard she kicked, she only managed to leave a small crack on their outer surface; their inner exoskeletons were basically unharmed.
“I did say that these golems had really strong defenses.” Shade said as he nimbly avoided a swipe from a Winged Abyssal Golem. He then galloped on to the calf of an Abyssal Golem, causing it to lose its balance immediately and knock into a neighboring Abyssal Golem who started shaking from the impact.
A flash of red and black later, that shaky golem came crashing down. As it fell forward, it so happened to knock into another golem that was just about to get up…
“Rather than complain, how about you two spend more time attacking instead?” Stomping down on the two golems, Shadowfall immediately stepped in to mediate between the two Nightmare Steeds, just in case they decided to start another argument. “Take care of our enemies first, then we can talk about that dispute between the two of you.”
“Hmph, what dispute?” Warsight scoffed before galloping off to find another target. “But you’re right, now’s not the time for petty arguments. Rather than a war of words, I rather a hotblooded clash of hooves! HAHAHA… have at me!” 1
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» Chapter 354 «
| Author: The Sole Survivor | Original Source: SFACG |
| Translator: CatatoPatch | English Source: Re:Library |
Because I intended to employ my Fallen Angel golem against the Nightmare Steed, wherever the battle would end up taking place would undoubtedly be the most violent. Having Jeerah leave now would be best for her safety. However, a Devil’s way of thinking always revolved around one thing, and one thing only: themself. Naturally, they saw others in the same self-serving light as well; this was ingrained in them, and not something that could be changed easily. Trying to gain the trust of a Devil would never be an easy task, because even they couldn’t trust themselves.
“Oh my, looks like the lass doesn’t trust you.” Right on time as always, Ferti’nier came out to mess with me while I was mulling over Jeerah’s infuriatingly uncooperative behavior. “How about just tossing her out? Not only will she be a distraction for the Nightmare Steeds, it’s also a good chance to mount a counter attack.”
I knew exactly what she was trying to say. With their immense speed, there was no way my golems would ever land a hit on that Nightmare Steed unless something distracted it. Furthermore, even if they landed a hit on the Nightmare Steed, it would most likely end up accomplishing nothing as before. A decisive hit was needed… and that required my Fallen Angel Golem.
The temperamental Nightmare Steed wasn’t able to break through the defenses of my golems at all. Thoroughly frustrated by now, she glared at me from mid-air before shouting out to her companion Nightmare Steed. “Shadowfall! Don’t just stand there looking stupid, come help me!”
“So you finally remember I exist.” The Nightmare Steed known as Shadowfall calmly galloped towards the temperamental Nightmare Steed before continuing in a dissatisfied manner. “You’re always such a hassle to look after, Warsight.”
“You better watch that tone of yours, Shadowfall. I’m not one of those juniors you always deal with!” Temperamental though she was, the Nightmare Steed known as Warsight hadn’t lost her wits yet. Her squabble with her companion only lasted a second before she turned her attention back towards me. “Tough… and bothersome as well… those big lugs aren’t easy to deal with at all. Do you have any plans?”
“Those should be the Abyssal Golems of legends. There are no useful resources for us in the north, so we barely have any intel on this region at all. If I’m not mistaken, those with wings should at least have the strength of a Seven-stars… and so many too.” Shadowfall calmly assessed the situation. “But they are very slow. Their agility can’t even be compared to ours at all, and they can’t fly…”
“I got it! Shadowfall, team up with me!”
“But I… Hey… you’re not listening!”
“I said let’s team up!” Without waiting for Shadowfall to finish, Warsight had already sped off in a burst of flames.
“Blasted Warsight… at least let me finish speaking… this is why I hate partnering up with you…” No matter how exasperated he felt right now, he had to swallow it for now -who told him to partner up with a Warhorse that specialised in causing trouble for her own teammates.
With the entry of Shadowfall, there were now two Nightmare Steeds charging towards me. Unfortunately for them, the golems had no intention of leaving their posts at all. Based just on their numbers alone, the Winged Abyssal Golems didn’t have to do much at all and those two Nightmare Steeds would have to focus their attention on them. Perhaps they could actually reach me, but that would mean that my golems would hit them as well.
Based on how they didn’t try such a risky move, I could tell that the previous slap Warsight got hit with was a lot worse than I had initially assumed.
I could already sense their frustration just standing here. I was clearly some puny Four-star, but they just couldn’t kill me, unless they wished to suffer potentially severe injuries in the process.
The two Nightmare Steeds continued circling my golems, but my golems had no intention of striking back at all. They merely had to stand there, take the hits, and there would be no gaps in their defence.
The psychic magic of the Nightmare Steeds had no effect on them. Their darkness and fire spells were basically an insect’s bite to the golems. As for physical attacks… that needed no explanation at all… their strength might not even be as high as my Winged Abyssal Golems.
Yet just as it looked like the Nightmare Steeds were left no options, the ground suddenly shook violently. A loud rumbling swept across the battlefield. Frightened by this sudden development, Jeerah instinctively grabbed onto my arms like a scared little girl. Because of her proximity, her intoxicating scent started to bombard my senses. Unfortunately, she was too scared right now to notice this change.
“What’s the matter? Why is the ground shaking?”
I rolled my eyes at her and gently pushed her away. It was then that I could calmly answer, “Haven’t you seen it before?”
“Seen what?”
“The charge of ten thousand horses.”
The charge of ten thousand horses… If one connected the sudden rumbling of the earth, the departure of Warwraith, and these two Nightmare Steeds appearing before us, there really only was one explanation: the Warhorses were back for revenge.
“You need to be careful later. If you stand too far away from me, I can’t guarantee your safety.”
“And why should I trust you?”
‘Ugh…’ Her attitude truly was a turn off right now. With that in mind, I coldly said to her, “If you don’t trust me, just stay away then.”
“No!”
She latched on even tighter. I was basically like a rescue buoy to her now. She knew how complicated the current situation was for her. If she were to leave now, she would most likely end up dead.
“If you want my protection, hand over your soul.”
“Never!”
She only needed a second before rejecting me outright. She then proceeded to taunt me, as if to say, “throw me out, I dare you.”
‘Fine… you win.’
Perhaps it was because of my leniency with her before, Jeerah had basically sussed out my personality in the short time we had known each other. She knew that I would never abandon her, thus she needn’t hesitate at all before rejecting my offer of a soul pact.
Still, the situation wasn’t looking good right now. The helpless till now Nightmare Steeds had finally awaited the arrival of reinforcements. Turning around, Warsight was immediately greeted with the sight of a giant herd of Warhorses galloping over the horizon.
“Shade! What took you so long!”
A Nightmare Steed I was familiar with, Shade was the first to come galloping on the clouds, stopping right beside his companions who had halted their attacks for now. He first greeted Shadowfall, before explaining to Warsight, “They couldn’t keep up with our speed…”
“Those Warhorses are rather slow.” Warsight nodded, completely ignoring that fact that she was once such a Warhorse as well. “Must have been a pain too, looking after their various troubles.”
“It’s our territory, there’s not much that can threaten them here.” Having said that, Shade turned his eyes towards me. “But there are always some exceptions…”
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» Chapter 353 «
| Author: The Sole Survivor | Original Source: SFACG |
| Translator: CatatoPatch | English Source: Re:Library |
At the same time that Nightmare Steed charged, I pulled Jeerah behind a golem to take shelter. With its combat strength at the level of a Seven-stars and its defensive capabilities nearly reaching that of an Eight-stars, blocking a blow or two from a Nightmare Steed should be fine.
Boom
The Nightmare Steed charged right into my Winged Abyssal Golem, but it failed to leave a dent on it, even with a Nightmare Steed’s impressive strength. After all, my golems were built with insane defensive and physical capabilities in mind. In a competition of brute strength, my golem wasn’t at all at a disadvantage against that Nightmare Steed. In a contest of agility however…
The collision between golem and horse failed to produce a winner. My golem was unharmed, but so was the Nightmare Steed. Yet when was a fight ever so simple? Strength was one thing, but so was speed.
Compared to my lumbering golem, that Nightmare Steed was a speedy cockroach riding on clouds of fire as it weaved around the air. Even the combined efforts of three of my Winged Abyssal Golems failed to hurt it. All it needed to do was to speed off at the last second and it could avoid any damage. Which it did.
“Blasted insects!” The hot headed Nightmare Steed cursed loudly before diving downwards once more. He deftly avoided three swipes in a row. In her eyes, their fly-swatting movement might as well have stationary, hardly a threat at all.
A split second later, the Nightmare Steed galloped up to us, its fiery red eyes barely meters away from us. Then, I heard the phrase that once left me shivering in despair..
“Dream…”
“…” It felt like a hammer had come crashing down on my head. My surroundings went silent like time itself stood still. Yet unlike my previous encounter with Shade, I never entered a nightmare.
“Impossible! My dream didn’t work on you?!” The Nightmare Steed was stunned by what it had just witnessed. But before it could even recover from that shock, a giant fist came crashing down from behind. Like a paddle to a ping pong ball, the Nightmare Steed was instantly sent flying away.
Tumbling through the air, it was forced down towards the ground by the momentum of the golem’s punch. Yet just when I was expecting a deafening crash, it actually managed to regain control of its body forcefully, straightening out its balance in the nick of time. It immediately flew back up into the air, eyes still wide with disbelief. “That Shade… what did he mean “reincarnation of the Devil King”… you’re clearly just some Devil immune to psychic magic! He just bumped into a unique Devil, that’s all. I should’ve known that he would come up with some phony story about the reincarnation of a Devil King just to shirk responsibility.”
Naturally, my so-called immunity was just Ferti’nier at work. But I wasn’t going to tell her that. “And how do you know I’m not the reincarnation of a Devil King?”
“Hah! Don’t overestimate yourself. The seat of a Devil King isn’t just something you can achieve by big words alone! Do you know how many Devil Overlords have tried and failed in the end… let me tell you… don’t think so highly of yourself!” As she yelled, she came galloping towards me, barely taking a second to do so. “I originally wanted to let you die in comfort, but I’ve changed my mind… I’m going to make your last few seconds hurt!”
“Protect me.”
I was already prepared for her attack this time around. With just a simple command, my Winged Abyssal Golems formed a tight ring around me. In fact, they barely left any breathing space for me at all. The only reason I could see the sky was because they had their arms raised!
With the coordination of my golems, they easily blocked that hot headed Nightmare Steed with sheer brute force.
“Have a taste of my flames then!”
Yet just as it looked like she was about to ram into my wall of golems, she suddenly stopped mid-air and breathed a cone of black flames at me.
The black flames crashed into the golems like a tidal wave. So strong were these flames that they didn’t need anything other than air to burn. Yet the flame resistance of the golems were simply too strong for it, reaching the point of complete immunity.
The golems brushed off the flames on their bodies. The moment they did so however, the flames stuck to their hands. Even though the flames had no way of burning through the golems, they showed no signs of extinguishing either.
‘There’s something up with these flames…’
“Curses!” Seeing that her flames were useless, the Nightmare Steed immediately switched tactics, choosing to try out her melee attacks once more. Unfortunately, there were a tad too many golems around me for her to break through. Finally, she had to give up after several tries. Even though my golems only had the combat strength of a Seven-stars, anyone would still feel the pain if one of them sent a giant slap flying their way. After all, even a Nightmare Steed’s sturdy constitution didn’t mean that it could completely ignore the titanic strength of my golems.
Still, no permanent damage was done. Just like before, my golems were unable to hurt her.
“Hey…those two Nightmare Steeds are at least Eight-stars right… there’s no way you’ll beat them…” Just as I was considering my next plan of action, Jeerah suddenly broke her silence. However, her eyes weren’t on me at all. Instead, they were on those low level Devils of hers who had all but fled at this point. “Those b*stards aren’t reliable at all…all they ever do is suck up to me, but the moment the going gets tough…”
“That’s just the nature of Devils, this is a fact that is hard to change. Besides, your Psychic Enthrallment isn’t up to par yet. Unless you keep your eyes on them at all times, it’s easy for them to break free.” I gently gave her a shove. “Take shelter with the golems first. Their target is me so they probably won’t try and attack you.”
“You’re trying to use me as bait?!”
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» Chapter 352 «
| Author: The Sole Survivor | Original Source: SFACG |
| Translator: CatatoPatch | English Source: Re:Library |
‘I…I swear, will it kill you to be a little serious?!’ I glared at Mo Na. And without caring whether or not she knew that I was about to explode or not, I reached out with my left hand, grabbed her by the scruff of her neck, and lowered her down. “Be good.” I flicked her on her forehead.
“Wu~ Mama’s so bad…” Mo Na rubbed her little noggin, wings rapidly flapping to show her displeasure. Her eyes teared up a little as she glared back at me. “Mo Na doesn’t want Mama anymore!”
Seeing that adorable but proud little pout on her face, I couldn’t help but want to bully her more. However, now’s not the best time for teasing my daughter; Jeerah was still standing there.
I resisted the urge to pinch her cheeks and smiled politely back at Jeerah. “So about serving me, have you reconsidered it?”
Jeerah turned away from Mo Na and began evaluating me. As she did so, she would chime in with the odd praise or two. “Wings of Pride, a face of Envy, a tail of Lust… you actually have the blessing of three Original Sins. From a certain point of view, you really are a genius. It’s just…”
“Just what?”
“It’s just too bad that you hold too much potential. Those Devil Overlords, perhaps even the Devil Kings, would never allow for your continued existence. If they learn about your existence… there’s no way they will ever let you live. Even the Devil King of Pride might not shelter you…” With utmost conviction, Jeerah exclaimed, “A Devil like you is a threat, no matter who it is!”
“Perhaps you’re right. Before I even get the chance to grow, those selfish curs would definitely do everything in their power to kill me. However, this zone we’re in right now is no ordinary zone. This is a special zone known as the Demonic Kingdom of Sable Radiance. As for the reason why it’s special, that’s because it has been sealed up for tens of thousands of years. In this zone, I’m the overlord!”
Jeerah was right. But that didn’t mean I was afraid either. With my current trump cards, any scheming b*stard had better be prepared for a nasty surprise! Of course, that was assuming none of those old Overlords tried to find trouble with me…
“What did you just say? You’re the boss around here?” Her jaw practically fell apart as if she was looking at a clown. She even made the point to sneer with an extra wide grin, though she quickly retracted that having just remembered a certain golem. Her lips still quivering from forcing back a grin, she continued, “Hmph, is this some kind of joke, a Four-star Fallen Angel actually claims to be a Devil Overlord… And who do you think you are? The son of Lucifer himself?”
“…”
‘I’ve gotta hand it to her, she really got me in an awkward spot. I am, in a sense, the son of Lucifer…’
Seeing that I was silent for so long, Jeerah continued taunting me. “What’s the matter? Nothing else to say?”
With regards to this turn of events, Mo Na instinctively knew to retreat with her little puppy friend to a distant corner. That little scamp even threw a grin or two in our direction; whether it was directed at me or Jeerah, who knew? As for Cinderel, she merely blinked her eyes innocently -the little puppy was still too young to understand what had just gone on between me and Jeerah.
“Aren’t you a stubborn one.” I smiled thinly. With just one sentence, I threw a wrench into this pointless discussion. And under her still quizzical eyes, I threw in a spanner to boot. “Whether or not you believe me, my goal is to conquer this entire region, spread my will across the entirety of Sable Radiance, and finally become a real Devil Overlord. If anyone tries to stand in my way, I won’t just make him suffer, I’ll kill him!”
“It’s no use. Even if you can scare away that Six-star Warhorse, what about their Seven-stars? Eight-stars? Perhaps even their Devil Overlords! Do you have the strength to fight with them? You’re just some Devil with three Original Sins! I admit that you have talent, but that doesn’t translate to power. Before you can ever grow into your own, someone stronger than you will just wander by and stomp you to death! Here’s some advice, don’t think that the world revolves around you!”
Her resistance was as strong as ever, but it was only to be expected. A soul pact meant that one’s life was no longer in their own hands. Who would want to toil on behalf of someone weaker than them? After all, the strength of one’s master decided their future as well. Had Jeerah been some nobody Devil, she would have immediately submitted to me. For Devils without much potential, serving the strong was their way of survival. That was because they knew that without someone strong protecting them, their chances of dying in this cruel environment were high.
In other words, with someone strong as their master, their livelihood could be secured just by relying on their master.
In a lot of ways, Devil society mirrored human society of the past. A nobody scholar would forever be relegated to the fringes of the court unless he joined a faction of some sort. However, should he do that, he would forever be branded as one of their own. Live or die, his fate was now tied to theirs.
However, if that scholar wasn’t just some nobody but rather the top scorer of the imperial examinations, he wouldn’t have to rely on a faction at all. That was because he would have the favor of the emperor to help him climb up the ranks.
Jeerah basically saw herself as the top scorer in this situation. However, she had to understand one thing: overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer.
“You still don’t know what situation you’re in right now, do you? This is the Demonic Kingdom of Sable Radiance. Before I came here, there were no Devils at all.”
“No Devils? Don’t kid yourself, if there were no Devils here, then how do you explain your presence?” Jeerah wasn’t at all convinced by what I said.
“She’s right. Before she came here, there were in fact no other Devils in Sable Radiance.”
It was at that moment that a strange disembodied voice echoed from a distance away. It was a distant voice, yet it somehow sounded as if it was right by our ears.
A moment later, two Warhorses, black of fur, red of mane and fiery red fur around their hooves, came galloping in as if they were riding on clouds. As they approached us, their gallop slowed to an elegant trot till they went past my golems. Peering down at us, I could easily see into their blood red eyes, eyes that seemed to draw whoever that looked into them into an eternal dream.
‘Nightmare steeds… two of them too. I can already feel the pressure emanating off them…’
“Be careful, these two have the power of an Eight-star.” For once, Ferti’nier didn’t cut in with her usual playfulness, instead warning me to be careful. “If anything goes wrong, just bring out that Fallen Angel Golem of yours. Your sister will handle the psychic attacks.”
Two nightmare steeds had come knocking at our doorstep. Two unfriendly ones, to be exact. Even if their psychic attacks could be nullified, they still had their normal darkness and fire magicks, and their astonishing physical strength -clearly not opponents I could handle on my own.
Jeerah was already shivering in silence from the aura they emanated. Before the might of these nightmare steeds, her blasted stubbornness and foul mouth were no use.
I stepped forth to shield her from the pressure. In truth, their combined pressures had no effect on me at all. Perhaps it was because I had evolved into a Fallen Angel, but ever since the capital, none of my enemies could affect me with their aura, no matter how far apart we were in strength.
I fearlessly stared back at them, not at all mincing my words as I asked, “And how may I help you two Grand Elders?”
“I heard that our little Warwraith was in your care recently, we’re here to return that favor.”
‘Little Warwraith? Don’t tell me these are his parents? So after beating up the kid, the parents come knocking…exactly what kind of third-rate storyline is this supposed to be?!’
“May I know how are the two of you related to Warwraith?”
“Don’t waste more time talking to her, let’s just capture her and be done with it.” Obviously the more temperamental of the two, the other Nightmare Steed basically declared the start of the fight with one sentence.
‘Blast it, what’s with the she this and she that? Exactly how does my manly self look like a she? Are you two blind? Other than my lack of a pee pee, I’m clearly a man!’
“Hey now! It’s not good to gang up on someone like that!”
“Enough talk. Die!”
The temperamental Nightmare Steed zoomed off in a flash of black and red, body travelling at speeds that would leave most people in despair. However, that didn’t mean I had no countermeasures of my own.
The moment I noticed those Nightmare Steeds approaching me, I quietly signalled for Cinderel and Mo Na to retreat. The fact that they would attack me didn’t come as a surprise to me at all. I had already begun formulating a plan of attack right from the very beginning.
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» Chapter 351 «
| Author: The Sole Survivor | Original Source: SFACG |
| Translator: CatatoPatch | English Source: Re:Library |
“Let’s just leave the Psychic Enthrallment aside for now, shall we? In your current situation, I would say your best choice is to have a talk with us.” I paused for a second, looking straight into her eyes with a serious expression. “I do not like using force.”
Having just escaped from her psychic influence, I wasn’t feeling particularly cross about what she did. Though she could influence me with her Psychic Enthrallment, her influence wasn’t thorough. Should she try that again, I would only need an instant to break out of it.
“Alright, alright. What do you want to talk about, you genderless… Fallen Angel? Devil?” Jeerah waved her in an offhand, annoyed fashion before smiling. “Well, whoever you are, I should thank you first for saving me. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be off then.”
Having said that, Jeerah turned around and barked at the Flame Demon Child she had just stepped on. “Get up already and stop playing dead, it’s time for us to leave.”
“Yes… Mistress Jeerah.”
The Flame Demon Child hastily climbed to her feet, not even bothering to pat off the dirt on her body before she ran off towards the golems. She stuck her into the golem ring holding the rest of the low level Devils and called out. “Well, don’t just stand there you potatoes. Mistress Jeerah wants us to leave right this instant. Get moving.”
Yet the low level Devils didn’t move according to her instructions. That was because the golems had swiftly cut off any avenue of escape for them in a few booming footsteps… that included Jeerah and her Devils as well.
“Leave? Did Mo Na say you can leave? Did Mama ever say you can leave?!” Mo Na flapped her way up to my shoulders, plopping her butt down safely before peering down at a now hostile looking Jeerah. “Go on, leave then. Mo Na wants to see you try and leave. That’s if you can.”
It turned out that as Jeerah and that Flame Demon Child were busy with their little skit, Mo Na had already given orders to the golems. She knew that I wouldn’t let them off the hook so easily, thus she made the right choice in my stead.
Should the golems make a move, they would undoubtedly attract the attention of Jeerah. In practise, Mo Na had no intention of hiding their actions anyway. As long as she was quick enough, the golems could easily trap them.
“What’s the meaning of this?”
Even though this was the first time Jeerah ever saw a golem, she could tell by their appearance that they were a formidable battle strength. If she was smart, she would choose prudence, avoiding any unnecessary conflict with us.
At least, that was what logically would happen. But the expression Jeerah had on right now really worried me. I could see the veins on her temple popping as she tried to restrain her anger. “You wish to finish us off then?”
“Mistress Jeerah, those golems…” Worried that Jeerah’s temper might just set off an unsalvageable fight, the Flame Demon Child hurriedly whispered in her ears about what she saw up till now.
Lest one forgot, the golems were capable of stomping on those Warhorses; that wasn’t a strength that Jeerah and her Devils could fight against. In a fight, the golems were also immune to any psychic attacks, meaning her Psychic Enthrallment was completely useless. Adding on the fact that each golem had at least the strength of Six-stars…only a single golem was enough to massacre Jeerah and her devils.
Having finished hearing that explanation, Jeerah’s entire face changed colors, going through a whole spectrum of colors that I couldn’t help but find amusing.
Honestly, she could have already guessed that I wasn’t someone to mess with based on how I scared away Warwraith. It was just that I didn’t show any sign of hostility at first, and even brought her Flame Demon Child to her. I was her savior, not that Flame Demon Child. Yet, I was immediately greeted with a terribly rude gift.
She had probably done that out of habit, to disastrous effect. It wouldn’t be a stretch to say that she had made a move against me first. In that case, it was only rightful that she be prepared for my counterattack.
“What are you trying to achieve here?” She asked in a last ditch attempt at negotiation. She knew that there was now no escape from the golems.
“Be my subordinates.”
My terms were simple, I wanted her under my command, and I had every intention of employing her for important tasks. Naturally, all that was predicated on her truly swearing loyalty to me.
“Alright.” Without even thinking, she immediately agreed to my demands.
“cough…”
Her straightforward acceptance threw me off-guard for a moment. I initially thought that she would hesitate for a while more. Still, since she was willing, she had to show me some sincerity. “Give me a portion of your soul.”
“A soul pact?”
This time, it was Jeerah’s turn to be stunned. She probably never expected that I would ask for her soul in such a direct manner.
“That’s right, a soul pact. Some consider it a slave pact as well. Call it what you want, my demand is simple, give me a portion of your soul.”
“Impossible!” Jeerah glared at me. Her face turned a further beet red, even with her already pinkish skin, as she yelled. “I can become your subordinate, but I won’t enter into a soul pact with you!”
“So you won’t cooperate then? Have you considered what the consequences are for rejecting me?”
“No matter what, I will never give you a shard of my soul…”
With regards to the soul pact, Jeerah seemed a lot more resistant than I had expected.
I couldn’t help but get a little curious. “Why won’t you sign the soul pact? Even though you might lose your freedom after signing it, you should know what would happen if you refuse me. Is there any point to your freedom if you’re dead? Besides, I’m not going to make you do anything overboard, I just want a guarantee of your loyalty.”
“Why should I?” Unconvinced by my persuasion, Jeerah puffed out her well-endowed chest and sneered. “If I’m not mistaken, you’re just a Four-stars. And I’m a Five-stars. Why would I ever submit to a master weaker than me? I admit that your forces are strong, but in a one on one fight, there’s no guarantee you will win either.”
‘I think I’ve just been belittled…’
“So that’s what this is about, Mo Na thought you were trying to compare bust sizes with Mama.” Ever not on the same wavelength as me, the Mo Na F.M tuned in just to give me a slightly shocked look before staring back at the decidedly lethal melons hanging on Jeerah’s chest. Mo Na shook her head, pursed her lips, then in a voice that only the two of us could hear, said, “If it’s a battle of bust size, Mama is definitely going to lose.”
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