Chapter 618 – Sweet Sleep

The end of Act 3, reached after many twists and turns.

The Great Devil pulled the trigger of the shotgun and was confident of victory.

In his long life, Barbatos has never failed to fire his 7th magic bullet and kill.

By the way.

Teeing!

The magic bullet that was flying towards the human heart fell to the ground.

It rolls around helplessly, making a metallic sound.

─···.

Barbatos looked at it blankly. He was so dumbfounded that he even forgot the pain.

I couldn’t understand what was happening.

The fact that he lost one leg and lost both hands is irrelevant.

The Great Devil’s body is not a weak creature that can hallucinate due to blood loss.

Then there is only one answer.

While repeating to himself that it was impossible, Barbatos looked up from below and saw the human in front of him.

‘···Fate.’

A change has occurred in the future.

I did not feel the ‘story’ and ‘fate’ that were forced to flow between humans and myself.

The binding from authority has disappeared.

That person has left his stage after reaching the end of the third act.

‘How?’

That person was just struggling to kill himself, the great devil. There was never a struggle to get off the stage.

Didn’t he read the overload timing of the shotgun and show a shameful attempt to pierce his neck?

“Haaaaa…”

A person who was staring blankly somewhere exhales.

It seemed like he had no intention of picking up the weapon that was lying on the ground and out of his hand.

He lifted both his hands and covered his face.

“···I feel like I’m going to cry.”

Roman’s murmurs were heard clearly in Barbatos’ ears.

You can feel it just by that clear voice.

Barbatos realizes even when the gaze through his fingers is not directed at him.

‘Is the prosperity of Pandemonium over?…’

That it has become a monster that no one can define.

After some time, the mysterious ignition and flowering came to an end.

─ I see no way to avoid death.

The Great Devil lamented and threw the shattered shotgun to the floor.

There are no more weapons.

There is no way to kill an opponent who does not die even with the 7th magic bullet.

As a great devil, even if he could crush a famous high-ranking devil with his physical strength alone, he would not be eaten by that human.

─ Human. How did you escape death?

Barbatos gave up standing on his only leg and sat down, looking for an answer to the problem.

As soon as I gave up hope and gave up, the pain came like a wave and I felt like I was going to lose my breath at any moment.

“Well?”

At the archdemon’s weak voice, Roman lowered his hand to cover his face.

As if he had forgotten his existence in the throes of joy, Roman gave Barbatos a cold look and silenced him.

“You will know when you struggle to survive.”

─···.

Damn it! A sound of something breaking was heard from Barbatos’ mind.

When I lower my head, I see changes in my body.

The great devil’s strong body is collapsing. No one can bear the breakdown of the soul.

“Goodbye.”

─ Ah…

Because he had resigned from the beginning, Barbatos’ head fell without resistance.

The extremities turn gray, and the whole body is whipped away like stone dust.

─ I see. Does this mean death…

How did that person overcome this helplessness and fear?

Barbatos continued mumbling and slowly disappeared.

“···.”

Passsss──.

Roman watched as the Great Devil disappeared without a single trace remaining.

At the same time as that conclusion.

Gleipnir and Rakshasa, which were lying on the floor, took shape.

“Lord, master…!”

“Are you okay!?”

Roman smiled quietly as he watched the two girls running towards him.

Nir, fidgeting and stomping his feet with moist eyes, was so cute that I wanted to bite him.

Even the always playful Rakchal showed signs of worry without any composure, so the gesture came across as endearing.

“I’m fine.”

Announced in a light voice, Roman pulled the two into his arms and hugged them.

These two may have felt the fate emitted by the 7th magic bullet more clearly than they did.

“Huh…!”

“I’m glad… Really…”

Roman looked up while patting the girls who were concentrating on their owner’s warm body temperature and the sound of their beating heart.

‘What should I do?’

Even though the opening of the image has ended, the ceiling created by the tangle of the mana of the three transcendents still remains.

The colorful colors are truly spectacular.

To break that thing, you have to be a transcendental person. There is no shortage of firepower.

That’s why Roman worries.

I wonder if there is a need to get out of the congealed state of mind now.

I want to get out of hell as quickly as possible and return to my wife, but if I rush out of impatience, I’m bound to mess things up.

‘I don’t think anyone will come in.’

Isn’t this an opportunity to make every effort once again?

Her actual mana was almost gone, and her physical condition was also messed up. It took time to correct the realization that came to her mind in an instant.

“Master. It will be safe here…!”

“As Nir said. So, it would be absurd to force ourselves to move in the current situation.”

As persuaded by the two, what kind of crazy person would set foot in a place where the images of transcendental people may be whirlwind?

This is like a completely separate world.

The great devils also knew that this space was impossible to observe even by the creator, the demon god.

“Master… Isn’t it?”

“Even though I was reckless every time… I believe that I won’t run away like this today.”

The pressure of two pairs of eyes flickering with worry.

Roman made a hesitant decision under pressure from the girls who had no intention of letting go.

“Then, let’s take a nap.”

This will be the last sweet rest for Roman, who has entered Pandemonium.

Roman, lying down with Rakshasa and Nir on either side, closed his eyes.

*****

The demon god was anxious.

The Creator’s work was out of hand. I didn’t even go to the new creator of another dimension to put pressure on.

I sit in a chair and just keep my eyes watching.

Two full days have passed since the sphere made of mana, a separate dimension that was created in Naberius’ nest.

It was impossible to observe the condition of his own creations.

Are the great devils inside there still fighting with that human?

Or are they killing humans and fighting among themselves?

The latter is okay.

Because I sent him there in the first place even though I knew that Barbatos might quarrel with Naberius.

Even if the Archdemon dies, there are many places where it can be used if the soul is recovered, so, unlike Agares, we can take comfort in the fact that it is not the worst.

Making various assumptions.

The demon god couldn’t keep his fingers still and kept pounding on the chair.

‘Two days…’

Fighting for that amount of time is not strange, even if you just think of the 72 Demon Wars of the past.

At that time, once the great devils started to attack, they would fight for several days or even weeks.

And yet, even though I have that information.

‘Why am I so anxious?’

It would be impossible for even Baal or Amon to deal with Naberius and Barbatos at the same time.

Even though I got that result, I couldn’t let go of my nervousness for no reason.

‘···.’

I wonder how much I was watching, killing time with my scrutinizing eyes.

Two days and 7 hours and 32 minutes.

The long-awaited change has finally arrived.

Damn enemy─!!!

The upper part of the sphere split and dark red light poured out. The demon god held the chair tightly without realizing it.

It was nice to see the results, but I wasn’t happy with that color at all.

‘That light… No way!?’

Probably not. The demon god desperately held on to his spirit, saying that wouldn’t happen.

Paaaaang!!!

With a loud noise, the dimension made up of images was completely shattered.

The remnants of mana scattered like flower petals across Pandemonium.

At the same time, information about Naberius and Barbatos came to the creator, the Demon God.

‘Huh…’

The souls of the two great devils disappeared. I couldn’t even find any remnants.

The demon god was forced to accept the immediate result. I had to calmly assess the situation.

‘···There are no injuries that can even be considered serious injuries.’

That person’s clothes are full of blood, but the visible limbs are still intact.

There is no defect even in soft and delicate areas such as the eyes.

The human who appears does not feel the fatigue of battle. It looked very refreshing.

Swords and chains are floating around humans.

The intruder’s head moves leisurely.

The hidden eyes of the demon god met the human.

A doubt arose in the mind of the demon god who was quietly meeting his gaze without avoiding it, thinking that it was already too late.

‘Hmm? Something…’

It’s hard to explain in words, but the atmosphere emanating from humans was strange.

Just as I was about to take a closer look.

Fit!

Even though I didn’t even swing the sword, the demon’s gaze was cut off.

And.

Roman’s slash did not end there.

“Aaaaah!!!”

The demon sitting on the chair held one of his eyes and screamed.

A burning pain arrived without warning, and blood dripped down the demon’s face as it struggled in pain.

The slaves watched and murmured around the demon god.

“What the hell is this…? Ugh…”

The demon god, who had been struggling for a while, touched one of his eyes as if he couldn’t believe it.

Instead of ending with the watching eye being cut off like before, a strange thing happened where one of the demon’s eyes was also cut off.

No matter what the Creator’s power tried, it could not even be regenerated.

The demon was groaning in unfamiliar pain.

After a while, when the pain subsided a little, he grabbed the neck of the slave standing next to him and gave an order.

“Baal… No, call Baal and Amon…”

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So make the call and take a few seconds.

Faster than Amon, Baal, the best sword in Pandemonium, has arrived.