Chapter 526 – One-Sided Beating

I thought about calling in Rakshasa or Gleipnir for a raid, but I decided against it.

If you possess a weapon that exudes holy energy, it will be even more difficult to hide.

Maybe it’s a physical body that can take a lifeline with a single sword, but the opponent is a mental body.

The most important reason was that it felt more satisfying to crush one’s face with a fist than to stab or cut it with a knife.

– ···You are irredeemable trash.

– In Pandemonium, those words are considered a compliment.

Roman, who erased his presence and stopped breathing, listened to the conversation.

The other person is not noticing this.

It would have been of great help that the goddess, at Roman’s request, made the small animals living in the forest move around in a fussy manner.

“Joe, fuck you…!”

A great story filled with anger is a signal from the goddess that she doesn’t want to talk anymore.

Roman, who was killing her presence, appeared, moving her body like a thunderbolt.

“?!”

Stepping between the goddess and her demon spirit, she clenches her fists.

Roman’s vision focused on the woman’s glasses sitting on her face rather than the other person’s embarrassed expression.

What did you say when you hit someone who wore glasses in a past life?

Aggravated punishment? Attempted murder? I don’t know the details.

In this world, it’s just a great takedown opportunity.

Fazijik───!!!

A fist extended towards the face. Frost is a dark red brain.

There was no hesitation.

“Boo!”

The demon’s mouth that tried to spit out her words was forcibly closed.

The moment her glasses touch, they sparkle!
She was shattered.

Roman’s fist makes a crunching sound and crushes the demon’s face.

Cooung!!!

A body being driven to the ground by force.

The trajectory that goes down at an angle rather than a straight line is a friendly angle that turns the earth into a cozy bed.

“Whoa…”

Roman let out the breath she had been holding.

‘It went in properly.’

See the fingertips and toes writhing in shock, the state of the enemy proves the perfect touch.

When I drop my dug-in fist, blood sticks out from my shattered face.

‘Continued.’

Could it be that the demons’ terrible regenerative power is thanks to this man’s touch?

If this guy is the beginning of a race of devils, there is no reason to stop here.

The mental body basically evaporates as soon as its vital activity ceases.

The fact that the shape still remains means that it is still alive in some form.

No matter how hard he was beaten, he wouldn’t actually die, but the intention was to at least crush his heart and lungs into powder and cause him pain.

Roman took his stance and lifted his feet.

The moment the bottom of the trampling boot touches the demon’s chest.

Kwarung──!!!

Black and red thunder exploded from beneath her feet, shaking her imagination.

“···!!!”

As brain energy spreads throughout the body and runs rampant, the demon’s body jumps like a fish.

‘Next, definitely finish.’

Roman is confident that this guy’s life is at stake.

To finish, he lifted his foot.

The thunder that gathers thickly at the heel will mercilessly cut through the demon’s mental body like a guillotine.

‘Kills for sure without any room for resistance.’

The process so far involves knocking someone down with a punch, trampling them, and then lifting their toes.

Less than a second has passed since the movement was made.

It is true that it is amazing that you have reached this level and are still holding on.

However, compared to the name of the creator of Pandemonium, the feeling is that it falls below expectations.

“Sigh!”

The raised foot goes down to chop the opponent like an axe.

That moment.

As if struggling with Roman’s disappointment.

An unexpected event occurred.

“Baa, Baaal…”

The face of the demon god was sunken and trembling as if it had been struck by a huge hammer.

The tongue stuck out with difficulty.

The eerie magic circle drawn on the blood-stained tongue radiated light.

“!”

Judgment based on intuition.

Roman bit his foot and fell back to stand in front of the goddess.

‘If you call Nir and Rakshasa, you will be late.’

Sreung!

Roman pulled out a black sword from his inventory to react as quickly as possible.

– ■■■■■, ■■.

A large body protruding from a narrow space.

I made eye contact with a demon holding several swords.

Roman felt the thrill flowing down her spine.

‘···Strong.’

A capability that is incomparable to Malpas.

The grip that held the black sword gained strength.

It’s coming.

The devil’s slippery steps seem to seep into your consciousness.

Clear intent to attack.

The moment Roman, who had cut the distance, was about to throw a horizontal slash.

“?!”

Passsss───.

The approaching devil dispersed like fog and suddenly disappeared.

The devil is not hiding.

The man who performed the summons was nowhere to be seen, and even the blood that had spread on the floor was wiped away.

‘Hallucination? Is the cerebrum dead?’

To Roman, who has doubts and does not relax his posture.

The goddess standing behind gave the answer.

“That’s dangerous… I’ve expelled it from my mind…”

*****

“!”

Shock poured into the demon’s mental body.

The pain that tore through my body was still vivid, so I couldn’t breathe as I thought about it.

A person who only focused on creation could be familiar with pain.

“This, this… Cocky bitch…!”

The demon god who opened his eyes on the red throne suddenly stood up.

A servant with a female body picked up the bottle of alcohol he was holding.

The demon god raised the bottle and struck the servant’s head mercilessly.

Jinggang──!!!

The demon god, who saw the servant falling down with blood pouring out, threw down the broken liquor bottle and commanded.

“Whoa…! Whoo…! I don’t want to see it, so get rid of it.”

The same goes for unconscious informal speech.

The very fact that the demon’s hair and glasses, which he always trimmed like a knife, are disheveled is proof that his mind has suffered an earthquake.

Everyone moved with their eyes downcast as their eyes were bloodshot with anger.

“···Baal.”

“Yes.”

The gigantic body of the great devil rose from the floor in response to the demon god’s call.

Before appearing and speaking to Baal, who remained silent, the demon god tidied up his hair and pushed up his glasses.

Making a wrinkled suit neat and forcing a smile is a bonus.

“That guy from earlier. If it’s Baal, you can beat him, right?”

“If we had clashed our swords together, I might have been able to give you a more specific answer, but it’s hard to be sure right now.”

The demon god laughed as he watched Baal swinging his numerous swords.

“Huh…!”

I had a feeling that I was strong. Even so, does that mean the man is that good?

The demon god, who placed his butt on the throne again, came up with an answer after much deliberation.

“What if I add Amon?”

“If it’s Amon… I don’t feel like it, but I think there will be no defeat.”

It’s not that I have any aversion to a concerted attack.

Baal cannot claim a reward, and he is unwilling to join hands with Amon and do something.

“Do you really think I would say that we should occupy the dimension together? I am not a very stingy person.”

If you manipulate a creature that has risen to the rank of a transcendent, its leash can be broken.

The Demon God is a person who is confident in tuning the balance.

We are always keeping in check to prevent the worst atrocity of being eaten by powerful creatures and losing their place.

‘Then…’

The compensation to be given is simple.

Now, when the dimension of the goddess rolls in, let Baal sit there.

All you have to do is leave one of the stolen dimensions to Amon.

Although this is an unexpected expense, this amount can be invested to secure the bondage and loyalty of the creatures.

Baal, too, must have been satisfied with the compensation he received, and returned without hesitation.

The demon continued to think and calculate.

‘What are the chances of coming to Pandemonium from over there?’

I don’t think there will be.

What kind of crazy person would voluntarily throw himself into the enemy camp?

It is not the level of an enemy camp, but a world full of enemies.

“I thought they brought in foreign news from somewhere… I guess I should praise them for secretly growing something like that…”

Although the dimensional seal is strong, it will not last forever.

Regardless of whether he waits or finds a way to break through, it is inevitable for the demon god to reunite with the goddess.

*****

Roman put her sharp black sword into his inventory and smiled at the goddess.

“It was quite a nice touch. It’s a bit of a shame that I couldn’t cut off his head with this sword.”

“Thank you…”

She was so relieved that she actually wanted to run away, but the goddess somehow managed to maintain a gentle demeanor.

Is it okay for someone who dreams of a paradise filled with only pure white souls to be happy by adding gestures to those words?

Because I had that suspicion.

“Goddess.”

“Hmm?”

“This is a sudden story, but can I continue what I said earlier?”

“···Of course.”

You don’t ask about something or a situation you saw just before.

The goddess followed Roman’s leisurely steps.

“I want my family to know that I am from another world.”

“···.”

“In reality, if everyone was an illusion that only existed in creations, and I was the only special person, I would have kept my mouth shut until I died.”

It would be vain to hear such stories.

But that’s not the case here.

Past life and current life are just one of the worlds scattered across numerous dimensions.

“Is there a reason you decided to tell me a secret?”

“The reason is simple. I’m married, and I just don’t want to hide it… It may seem arrogant, but I’m confident that everyone will understand.”

Roman smiled, thinking of her wives in his head.

The goddess walked in a daze, looking at that expression instead of looking ahead.

“In conclusion, well… I just came to ask the goddess for advice in advance because I was worried that my words would have an impact on the dimension.”

“If that’s the case, there’s no problem.”

Afterward, Roman continued to ask questions that did not require long explanations.

With her satisfied face, she bowed her head to the goddess.

“My mind feels refreshed. Thank you.”

“Compared to what he gave me, it’s not great knowledge. And Roman… That…”

“Yes?”

The goddess held her collar tightly and spoke timidly, as if she had no shame.

“That’s the image…”

“Ah! I’m sorry. I made you say it yourself.”

“No, I’m sorry…

Roman shared her images just as his goddess had shared with him.

I saw the face of the goddess who had erased her anxiety and found stability through the existence of a place of refuge.

Only then did Roman take her steps to return to her present life.

‘Ah.’

The problem arises only when you reach out and give her permission.

If you bring the Goddess into her own image, she will share a vision or an emotional aspect like Nir and Rakshasa.

I was planning to spend some time together in the bedroom today to commemorate Atra’s arrival. I wonder if it would be okay.

The worries didn’t last long.

The steps that stopped started moving again.

‘Well… I guess it’ll be okay.’

Because she was aware that her values ​​regarding sex were different.

I believe there will be no major problems.