Why I Quit Being the Demon King

Why I Quit Being the Demon King Chapter 245

56. Successful revenge (3)

Scottiel hesitated for a moment and nodded.

“great.”

“But…

“Yes?”

“You seem kind of excited? Are you happy? “I’m going to kill Kamael?”

“I think my stupidity will be diluted a little if my superiors get hurt more than me.”

“Haha, that’s right. “It’s not that you’re weak,

it’s that I’m strong.”

Scottiel smiled quietly.

Deus soared into the sky and Scatiel followed after him.

The black and white line drew a long parabola and fell into the mugwort continent.

“Kamael is a sincere person even though he doesn’t look like that.”

Scottiel opened his mouth as he went down the cave leading underground.

“Sincerity?”

“Originally, Kamael was a pagan.”

“What is a pagan?”

“How can I explain it… He was a non-believer. A little god who doesn’t believe in God. The name Demiurge is actually the name of a false god. Long ago, when the Creator did not yet have a name, humans served many gods.”

“Are you saying this is a man-made god? “Kamael?”

” yes.”

“Isn’t there something strange about that? “A human being can create a god… How can

such a weak being create a stronger god ?”

“That’s ideation. Should we call it the magic of words? “It’s like worshiping a large rock in the village, so that the rock becomes possessed by a real spirit.”

“It’s the magic of words.”

“If you look at the bravery of a warrior, it’s the same thing. belief faith hope hope. Those things created a lot of false gods. Several gods also appeared in the land called the Middle East. Deus, the name you use, is also one of the gods of that time.”

“I know that.”

“Myths and Hopes The world of real gods and fake gods. “The true nature of this world is that everything is actually intertwined with one thread.”

“You mean you can’t tell which is fake and which is real?”

“Just like Kamael.”

“Was he the first false god?”

“He was the god of battle worshiped by Celtic Druids.”

“It looks like he caught God’s eye and was promoted to an angel.”

“yes. Although it was a long time ago.

So, compared to pure angels…

“Are you saying their status is lower?”

“Let’s go.”

“That’s what you mean. “Are you a pure angel too?”

“yes. “I was created in the Third Period.”

“Term 3? “Is this the age of gold?”

“This is a method of dividing the Golden Age into three major periods. The first period is the age of myth, the second period is the age of deconsecration, and the third period is the period after Babel.”

“If it’s a barbell, isn’t it the multi-faceted machine that Nezar made?”

“you’re right. If he had developed it in a good way, he would have perfected hyperspace navigation technology and been able to expand into outer space… but it was a shame.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“If you don’t change, you will find out someday.”

“Well, anyway, I guess it means that even among angels there are nobles and lowlifes.”

“You have completely misunderstood. “We do not distinguish one from another by origin.”

“But you remember.”

“That’s why

I call it that because the consciousness of distinction is deep in my heart.” “A pagan or a pure angel.”

Scottiel closed his mouth.

Do angels have no emotions? Not like that.

Angry, sad, happy, happy. Hatred, jealousy, and even desire for exclusive possession.

Angels also have many ugly emotions.

Because of their sympathy, Metatron and Lucifer threw away the angel’s seat.

Because I was jealous….

The door opened and I found Kamael standing in front of it.

An ancient warrior nicknamed the Red Leopard.

“It’s been a while.”

“I am the monarch of divine power…

“I know, I know. “He’s the master of the angels of destruction?”

“What an outrageous troublemaker you are!”

“Didn’t we say that before?”

Kamael

turned his eyes to the back of Deus.

“You are Scottiel.”

“I am Skathiel, servant of Victorious Lord Michael.”

“You know what is buried here, but you would do something so dangerous. “What did your superiors teach you?”

“It’s a misunderstanding. I am now a prisoner of interest. “I was overcome by his power and forced to come here.”

“How can the command of the Lord do this?”

“He has truly gained… terrifying power.”

“I have already seen his power. You may be stronger than the angels, but you cannot overwhelm them.”

“It is a completely different entity than before.”

“How can it contain anything larger than the container?”

Kamael glared at Skathiel with a disapproving expression and then turned his eyes back to Deus.

“This is where the angels of destruction sleep. Go back. “If you leave here, I will make you endure one more time

.”

“There is no need to be patient. This time I didn’t come to see the Angel of Destruction or anything like that. “Isn’t it the angel of destruction or something? It’s the fire of mugwort.”

“Wormwood fire? “What does that mean?” Scottiel explained for me.

“This is the name the demons call it. Kamael has not left this place, so it is natural that you have not heard of it. The fire of mugwort, the land polluted by mugwort, and the monster of mugwort. That’s how they named each one.”

“Wormwood…

It’s a name from an old temple in the Middle East.”

“I guess that’s where I got the idea.”

Kamael nodded and spoke to Deus.

“If you know its identity, you can’t let it get any closer. Go back. Otherwise, God will punish you.”

“I’m really not interested. A golden age weapon? “A cursed weapon that even renders the land unusable for 100,000 years.”

“If it wasn’t because of the Angel of Destruction, why did you come here?”

“Because of you.”

“Are you saying I have business to do?”

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“It’s hard to understand what you’re saying.”

“not a big deal. To put it simply, let’s stick together one more time.”

Kamael’s brows narrowed. I looked at Deus for a while with a worried expression.

Then, he suddenly looked relieved as if he realized something.

“You mean let’s fight.”

“Then you thought I was asking you out

?”

“I’m sorry. I never thought there would still be someone left in this world who would challenge me directly to a duel. Besides, didn’t you get cut in two with a single blow last time?”

“Did you let your guard down?”

“Not like that. “My movements clearly exceeded your ability to perceive.”

“It’s because I hid my strength.”

“The power that does not awaken even until death is not hidden, but closer to non-existence.”

“So you want to keep arguing?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. Mortal. I cannot respond to your words. It would have been possible when I was the Red Mark panther, but now I am the messenger of God. The messenger of God just does his job. “You cannot pursue personal pleasure.”

Deus sighed deeply.

“I heard you angels have a frustrating side.”

“That is the fate of God’s messengers. Go back now, mortal. I will hold your courage in high esteem. “This is acknowledged by Kamael, the Red Panther, who was once called the Nightmare of the Forest.”

“That’s okay, then let’s do it like this.”

“What nonsense are you trying to say again?”

“I have to go see the Angel of Destruction.” Kamael burst out laughing.

“You really are a helpless child!” Kamael slowly drew his sword. The new sword Red Panther growled his red sword name.

Deus thrust both fists forward.

Before he knew it, DS had formed on his fist.

This type of knuckle emits waves that are extremely ominous to angels.

Scottiel was about to tell them to be careful, but closed his mouth.

Who gives advice to whom?

The incarnation of battle, like the morning star, is Kamael. Guardian of Antares and goddess of Mars.

All red things were subject to her.

“I hope this time you can see the tip of my sword.”

“I told you before, but

when I was young, my dream was to put my fist in the chin of an angel.”

Kamael laughed. And when her laughter subsided into calm indifference, the sword disappeared.

Almost at the same time, Deus moved.

Sword and knuckle collided head on. It felt like red and black were intersecting, and right after that, the sharp sound of a sword rang out.

The Red Panther was broken.

The blade spun and bounced like a pinwheel.

Kamael quickly reached out and

grabbed his broken sword. My hand was cut by the sharp blade of the divine sword, but I could not feel any pain.

Red Panther is broken.

An invincible sword that has never been broken for countless years.

Deus’ long-tailed smile caught my eye.

Kamael’s anger soared.

When the divine swords were put together, it returned to its original form. The broken surface disappeared completely and gave off a sharp light.

If anger captures reason, it is downstream.

In that sense, Kamael was a warrior as his name suggests.

Rather, the anger cooled my head.

Kamael’s momentum changed. A blazing flame surrounded her body.

Scottiel muttered as he retreated further away.

“It’s been a long time since I saw Kamael doing his best.”

But the one he was watching with greater interest was Deus.

How far will it go?

The moment I thought of that question, Deus

moved.

DS-Rae was a weapon that took the shape of a knuckle.

Since it is the wavelength and polarity of an angel, its destructive power increases dramatically when dealing with an angel.

When fighting a hero, it matches the hero’s reverse wavelength, and when fighting something else, the wave changes to match that.

The target was Nezar first.

The thunderbolt cloud system he created – the form in which the Shinigami Beast evolved to destroy Enlil’s Storm –

was DS Irae.

If it were just that, Deus would have lost his life immediately from Kamael’s blow.

Because I didn’t have any abilities other than weapons, even when I first fought her.

But now Deus was completely blocking Kamael’s attack.

I reacted to the trajectory created by the new sword Red Panther and dodged and counterattacked.

The harsh gray whip produced by his fist created a large wound in the Golden Age hallway.

As Kamael spread his wings in surprise and

repaired the broken hallway, Deus’ fist grazed Kamael’s chin.

It was an almost equal fight.

Scottiel found that mysterious.

Do you really mean that this insignificant creature surpassed God’s mighty warrior?

Kamael’s divine sword was aimed at Deus’ neck.

Deus quickly rotated his body, jumped up, and hit Kamael’s chin like a hook with his knee.

Because it was a straight attack, Kamael easily avoided it.

Deus’ attack flew through the air and hit the wall again. A huge crater was created on the wall as if a star had fallen.

Kamael worked hard to restore the wall again. Taking advantage of that opportunity, Deus’ fist plunged into Kamael’s abdomen.

Angel —Bane.

The vibrations of the waves and polarities that made up the angel’s body stirred and shook her body.

Red liquid flowed out of Kamael’s slightly opened mouth.

Kamael wiped away the blood with his forearm and

raised his sword forward again.

Savage warrior.

He grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and swung the sword wildly.

That was closer to her true self. She was a pagan god whom Scatiel spoke of with some disdain.