Chapter 430

Chapter 430

"God damn it!! Why do I always have to lose one of my arms when I'm fighting a strong enemy? This is so cliche."

Mikael growled, stepping back and creating space between himself and Satan. The blood was gushing out of his severed arm. Mikael was sweating as he gritted his teeth, enduring the pain.

Thankfully, his skin turned golden as his pupils slanted, and he used his Dragon Slayer to heal his missing arm. The arm regenerated as if nothing happened. But it didn't change the fact that it was so painful.

"Nice, now I have another arm to eat!!"

Satan, who just finished gobbling the arm, began sprinting. His wings glided in the air, he was so fast despite using pure physical strength.

"Raven!"

Knowing that Mikael was in danger, he called his gelatin friend to help him. A black jelly covered his whole body to protect him from Satan's aging ability like latex.

Mikael received two jabs in the face and a liver blow, causing him to spit blood out of his mouth. He kneeled, losing his strength in his knees.

"You can protect your body from my aging ability using your black spit but it's not enough to stop my attack. I have sufficient strength to destroy your organs even if you have tough armor."

"Kuck--!!"

Satan grabbed Mikael's hair, pulling him up. His white hair started to lose its vibrant and shed out of his scalp. Satan gave him another sucker punch, and Mikael curled in anguish, groaning.

Satan felt that something was odd but he didn't care. He already won.

"You stupid people. I've demolished thousands of species, ending their planets. Yet you think that you can kill me?"

"Yes. I was actually waiting for this moment!"

"Huh?"

Mikael grinned and stabbed Satan in his chest. Satan's eyes widened in surprise, he thought he already beat Mikael.

"From the moment I first hit you, I know that you have an indestructible body. I decided to make this battle longer so that I can decipher your power. First, you gain strength through damage that you received, second is that you have the aging ability... And third!"

"Guah--!!"

Satan cried a painful one as he stared at the weapon that pierced his chest. He was looking wildly at Mikael.

"You---!"

"You don't have a third ability, it's a lie to fool me. Making me believe that you have a secret power!"

"H- how? My body is indestructible! I can't be hurt! This is impossible!"

Satan was alarmed.

"It's called Void Spear, the ability to cut through anything no matter how tough it is."

"Ugh... So you're waiting for me to lower my defense. You act like you are going to lose to trap me and kill me with this..."

"Well, your punches are indeed heavy. I coughed real blood. All I did was endure them so that I can end this battle flawlessly."

Mikael won the battle... Or so he thought.

Instead of losing his strength, Satan began pulling the spear out of his chest.

"W- what in the fucking hell--"

"Puhahahahahahaa!"

Satan started laughing loudly. The spear was out of his body, and the hole healed. Satan couldn't contain his laugh.

"Ptff- this is the biggest joke that I ever heard! Hahaha! Do you think you can kill a Demon Lord by this? I indeed lower my defense, because I know that I will never lose!! If you think that I fall into your trap, then you are wrong. You are the one who fell into my trap!"

"Guwak--!"

Mikael drifted into the air and slammed into the ground.

"If you are acting, then I'm acting too!"

Satan started beating him, endless fists landed on Mikael's face. He began bleeding, almost losing consciousness. His vision became blurry as the flurry of punches kept pouring down.

"This is your end. I know that you can only use your Void Spear once!"

Satan had a vicious smile on his face as he flattened Mikael. He didn't leave anything intact, Mikael's bones were broken to pieces. His legs and arms were crippled and twisted in a horrible way. Even his face was destroyed, it was impossible to identify it.

"I see... So you're lying from the start. You know me."

Mikael realized that he was manipulated. He recalled that this Demon Lord abducted Christian and Colt. He probably tortured them and steal information.

"You know my identity and my power. You know that I can only use Void Spear once."

"Hehe, that's right! Guess what? This is what means to be a Demon!"

Satan had a satisfied expression. He loved seeing his enemy destroyed from the inside. First, Satan gave him hope that he could be beaten, then, he would slowly destroy that hope until all of his determination was gone.

Seeing him lying on the ground, broken to pieces, was the best appetizer of all.

"Don't worry, you'll become my nutrition."

Satan licked his lips. He was ready to devour Mikael. He grabbed his limped arms and tore them apart. Raven, the gelatin that kept his body intact was ripped off.

"Aaahhhh--!"

"You think you're the Main Character? Do you think that in every battle you will win? You're not gonna be part of the story, because I will eat you here!!"

Satan bit his shoulder, destroying his collarbone. The sound of flesh being torn echoed together with a howling cry.

"Huh?"

Yet Satan stopped.

In the middle of the feast, a wind bullet hit his head. Of course it didn't affect him but he was irritated that someone disturbed his lunch.

"Who bothered my meal?"

He looked around, furious.

But instead of receiving an answer, another bullet slapped him in the back of his head.

He turned around and saw the witness.

"You..."

It was an Elf, a silver-haired Elf.

Princess Belle was standing alone in front of the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord was confused about how a person appeared without him noticing. He studied the woman.

"A High-Elf, and Royal blood at that. Hm, now that I think about it, I think Diablo conquered an Elven Planet. He even corrupted the leader, I think her name is Celine. Are you perhaps that Princess? Woman, I don't care what order you received from Diablo but I assure you that it will be the last time."

Satan's expression was frightening. He extended his hand to crack her neck yet Belle didn't even glance at him. Instead, the woman was staring at Mikael.

"Mikael, I think it's time to end this farce. I can confirm that Satan don't have a secret anymore. He already showed everything."

"Elven woman, what are you talking about? Mikael is already--"

"Oh, is that so?"

A voice resounded.

"By the way, thank you for giving me enough time to regenerate."

"No problem."

Mikael slowly stood up. His crushed body returned to normal. The fear in his eyes was none to be seen as if everything was a lie.

"So you don't have a trump card. What did you say earlier? If I'm acting weak, then you're acting weak too? Then what about now?"