Chapter 622 – New Master

“Aaaaah!!!”

The demon god screamed as if his throat was torn.

Giving up on trying to get away from Roman, he raised his hand and grabbed his head, which seemed to be about to break.

‘Oh my head…!!!’

The creator of Pandemonium felt his consciousness bleaching white.

My soul is burning. The given true name is erased. Memories and knowledge are volatilizing because they cannot withstand human power.

The tower that people invested a huge amount of their lives into building is engulfed in white flames and is collapsing.

“What will I become like this…!”

The demon’s mutterings filled with sorrow.

It was the murmur of the Creator, filled with fear about what it was like to have lost everything.

It’s not a difficult question.

Roman smiled and gave the answer directly.

“What happens, you’re a kid who was nothing from the start?”

“···.”

Damn it! The body of the demon god held in Roman’s hand turns colorless and splits.

A body losing vitality with a destroyed soul. The words of a vessel that has nothing to contain.

Passsss.

The body is chipped away and scattered into debris.

It was the same finish as the Great Devil Barbatos, but the remains of the demon god contained indescribable disgust and ugliness.

When what you were holding in your hand disappears.

Roman slapped his hand away and sighed, feeling like he had touched dirty dirt.

‘It’s over.’

Although I was extremely happy that I could now see my wives, it was strange that the thirst deep inside me could not go away.

“Hey, over there…”

Among the liberated people, there was a woman who came forward to represent her.

Unlike the upper body, which had the shape of a female body, the lower body was a plant.

Its appearance, which you would never guess from birth, gives you the impression that it truly has many different dimensions.

“Everyone, go your way. This place will collapse the moment I let go.”

Roman also knows.

You’ve probably gone through a time of humiliation and persecution, and there’s probably a lot of injustice you want to tell.

However, I had no intention of having a private conversation with them.

So Roman pointed upward and everyone’s eyes followed his finger.

“Hot…!”

As Roman said, there are small cracks in the mind of losing the owner.

I’m just forcibly holding onto images that would have otherwise been scattered.

“Thank you so much! We all… Will definitely repay this favor!”

As the woman who was talking bowed her head, the people standing behind her also bowed their waists and expressed their gratitude.

Everyone is desperately expressing all kinds of emotions, probably because they have been through a lot.

There are many people who shed tears at the realization that they have finally been released.

“Our benefactor. Can you tell us about your name?”

“What does the name matter? It’s hard to hold onto the image any longer. Please go quickly.”

Roman shook his head, adding that she was difficult to maintain.

Let’s make it a point to go quickly. The plant-shaped woman hesitantly took a step back and joined her group.

Is it really okay to just go back? Shouldn’t I repay the favor somehow?

Roman let out a long breath after feeling the gestures of several people with such thoughts and hesitation.

‘I don’t have any malicious intent, so I can’t be angry…’

Let’s loosen the grip of imagery a little, let’s go! A loud noise rang out.

Even though the gathered people were shocked, they repeatedly thanked Roman and disappeared into another dimension.

Only then did Roman let go of her hand, letting her thoughts collapse.

She continued her thoughts comfortably while looking at the falling debris.

‘Then what happens to Pandemonium?’

Roman burned all the unclean things connected to his demon spirit. There is not even a speck of uncleanness in this present hell.

All the devils would have died, leaving an empty world.

‘I’m curious.’

Will it remain as a surplus without an owner, or will it go through the process of extinction?

Roman escaped the collapsing image and headed to Pandemonium.

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“Oh…”

Roman, who appeared in a world where his master had disappeared, was purely amazed.

Pandemonium, called hell, has changed. The land that went through a cataclysm due to Roman power did not have a trace of its past.

There are no hills made of skulls, and there are no skies dyed pitch black.

The scent of blood that was thick in the air also volatilized, and the river where blood flowed disappeared.

A state in which even the dullness and unclean energy that had settled in the earth like nourishment has been purified.

It was an ordinary terrain and a primitive form of the world, with no life enjoying nature.

Roman is watching blankly.

Gleipnir and Rakshasa floating around took shape.

“Master! Hehe…”

“It’s a huge area.”

Roman, holding hands with the girls who naturally occupied the right and left sides, looked around the world as if he were taking a walk.

There were no signs of instability or extinction.

“Is this land yours now?”

“Nir, of course. Isn’t it a worthy trophy? Although the area is small compared to the master’s prestige and authority, it is enough to make up for the shortcomings and resolve them.”

The two chatter with excited faces, and Roman, a transcendent man, understands with his senses.

I unconsciously realized the logic of claiming ownership in an ownerless dimension.

“Looking at you two, is there a good use for this land?”

Even after realizing that method, Roman did not have any particular desires in this world.

It was a vague thought that managing just one mansion would pass quite a bit of time, but managing the world would seem cumbersome and require a huge amount of time.

‘But it’s a waste to throw it away.’

In fact, Roman wanted to hear a variety of thoughts, at a level as large as that of a chicken.

If it seems ambiguous, it would be okay to just hand it over to the goddess.

“I think it would be good to make it a paradise-like place where the ladies can rest comfortably and the master’s descendants can play.”

The rachal, covering her mouth with her loose sleeves, smiled and readily expressed her opinion.

“Well, then wouldn’t we need the goddess’s hand and help…?”

“Kuhuhu, if it’s for the sake of your master, and you’re given plenty of energy, wouldn’t you be happy to help?”

After hearing Nir’s words, the Rakshasa let out its characteristic playful laughter.

Roman thought about his wives as he stroked Nir and Rachasal, who gave their own unique opinions.

‘It’s paradise.’

And I was convinced.

It won’t be easy, but I don’t think it’ll be that bad.

‘I should ask the goddess to help me.’

Roman himself is aware of his destructive dexterity. She’s good at breaking things, but it’s far from art.

It’s such a bad thing that she couldn’t fix it even after becoming a transcendent.

The more I think of it, the more it becomes right to ask the Creator for the karma of creation.

‘But I can’t force you to do it.’

She has no intention of forcing you to hear the true name of the goddess, so you should talk to her.

Aren’t you looking forward to the future?

The corners of her mouth rose as she realized that happy times were waiting for her.

“Pretty girls.”

Nir and Rachal react to Roman’s kind voice.

Roman lifted her head and she felt that the girls’ eyes that contained only her were extremely lovely.

“Before I go back.”

Roman squeezed one of her hands.

Gleipnir and Rakshasa’s gaze naturally turned to their fists.

Crackling! Puzzle!

Roman’s thunder energy began to swirl and coagulate within her fist.

It is part of what Roman learned during the three-way battle between Naberius and Barbatos, the way her depths collide and twist and harden mana.

The explanation is simple.

However, people who handle mana know that control is impossible based on common sense.

“Whoa!”

Roman let out a long breath and bent down on one knee to get as close to Nir and Rachasal’s eye level as possible.

“Lord, master!?”

“Why are you doing this all of a sudden? Are you hurt…?”

After a moment of confusion, Roman’s hand opens, and four rings appear there.

It’s on Roman’s ring finger, and it’s the same shape as the ring Roman’s wives are wearing.

“I’m sorry I’m late. I’ll put it in myself.”

“Eh… Um, you mean me?”

Roman’s hand was the first to hold Gleipnir’s hand.

As the ring entered her ring finger, the girl’s hands and eyes trembled.

“If you want to refuse, now is your only chance.”

“Ugh…!”

The girl shook her head vigorously, suppressing her pounding emotions.

He held both of her left hands in his arms, saying he could never give her ring back.

From Gleipnir’s perspective, it felt like a dream.

Although I was jealous of Roman’s wives, I always swallowed it because I was born innocent. She was content with being loved and loved.

“Do you like it?”

“···.”

Her lips quiver, and she nods.

As she realized the unexpected gift, her tears fell.

Roman wiped her tears, telling her that he loved her, and saw the Rakshasa standing blankly next to her.

“Now, wait! Don’t look…!”

Forgetting the existence of the mask hanging on her head, Rakshasa quickly covered her face with both arms.

Roman raised the corner of her mouth and showed off her ring as the blush of her raksha was visible through her gap.

“Raksachal. Will you accept it?”

Ugh!!! A hesitating voice rings out.

The Rakshasa slowly lowered her arms and showed her blushing face. She liked the atmosphere, which was completely different from usual.

“Hey, is it okay for me to be greedy? A blader like me…”

“Strictly speaking, I am no longer human. That boundary itself is meaningless in the first place.”

After Roman finished speaking, he took out his Rakshasa hand, which was covered by his loose sleeves.

After slowly putting the ring on her ring finger, she showed her affection by saying that she loved him.

“Huh…”

“Master’s…”

Nir and Rakchal, still in a daze, looked blankly at the sparkling ring on their ring finger.

Roman stood up while hugging the two.

“Should we go home now?”

The girls nod with happy smiles.

That was enough for Roman.

Now that you have completed the important steps and made up your mind, it is time to imprint a new owner in this world.

Roman linked his image with the current dimension and began to move to his original world.

There are two rings left.

One, of course, belongs to the goddess.

One is…