《Azran - Magic King of the Darkness(Finished Volume 1/Dropped Volume 2)》Chapter 17 - The Devil's Nightmare (Poor Guy)
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Azran the Magic King of Darkness
For Those Who Were Asking, I had intended for this fanfic to end around chapter 30. No Worries though, I already have another one in the works and the pacing will definitely be better. Although I'm going to keep the OP'ness, Dark MC, the Comedy and (obviously) the Harem in the next one.
We Have made it to Number 34!
Sorry for the late release. I had a whole bunch of sh*t come up, and I was barely able to touch my laptop for two days.
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Chapter 17
Azran POV
I watched as Lana flew towards me, creating an enormous wave of fire. Interesting, but I really don't see how that will be effective. I wonder if she can fly? With that I reversed the gravity under her, sending her body flying into the sky.
I wonder just how much I can humiliate her before I'm done. Well, let's find out. Because here she comes, and she's p*ssed.
I watched as she hurtled back down towards me. Yeah, she's definitely pissed. Another wave of fire blasted towards me, but I absorbed it into the shadows that surrounded me.
Her attacks were strong but wasteful. She had no idea of how to use mana efficiently. Ugh. Pathetic. I hate people who try to defeat me with extravagant attacks. Time to end this.
I used a concentrated burst of mana to propel me towards Lana. I was moving much faster than her so it was the work of just a couple of thoughts to rip off her arms.
Blood splattered all over my body, as the I ripped her arms off her torso. Well, that was anti-climatic. I expected her to put up more of a fight. Hmm.
Just as I had that thought, something slammed into my head sending me flying. It took me a bare moment to use gravity manipulation to right myself and land on my feet. Now who the Hell was that? Did Lana kick me or something?
I spin and look at her. How the Hell did she regenerate her arms in a second? There's no way that she would be able to. . . . Wait one F*cking minute.
MARKAL!!YOU SON OF A B*TCH! G*D*MMIT! Markal is sending his power through her just to f*ck with me. Well I'll show him. If he's giving her power, than there's really no need to hold back is there.
I grinned and began gathering magic power and reinforcing my body. Let the real games begin.
I teleported towards Lana and yanked her head back, using a knife to slash open her neck. Arterial spray launched large amounts of blood into the air, as I ripped her intestines out of her stomach, before teleporting away.
Well, somebody just lost a whole lot of weight....Probably about 5 pounds. You're welcome Lana. I'm your own private dietician. . . . and you don't even have to diet to lose weight!
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It seems that not all of her wounds will instantly heal. It takes almost a full minute before she completely heals. Suck that Markal.
Hmm. I'm definitely going to have to do something really nasty to Markal, in return for this meddling. How about teleporting a whole bunch of naked women into his bed, right before he enters with Minerva.
Damn. To do something like that would be pure evil. I mean Markal is my friend. . . . .
Screw You Markal! Revenge is a better friend. I LOVE this idea. It is evil, ruthless, and just plain nasty. But it will screw Markal over so badly. . .I can't wait. Although I will have to have some more fun with Lana first.
I cover my hands in shadows, before catching her flaming fists. The shadows protect me from her fire, so this isn't really a fight, despite Markal's interference. Oh? Interesting.
I teleport backwards, avoiding the crystal spikes that shoot up from the ground. Oh ho, so she changed forms, that makes things a little more interesting.
I floated through the air, avoiding all contact with the ground, since that could prove uncomfortable.
A barrage of spikes sprang from the earth, causing me to teleport up. Hmm. Those could be obnoxious, although they did not pose a serious threat.
A simple pressure spell shattered the spikes, while I teleported behind her and rammed two of the spikes through her back. I was careful and made sure to have one of them pierce her heart, while the other severed her spine.
I then teleported in front of her, as she spun to stab me, and ripped off her jaw. Hmm, This was actually kind of fun. I cold rip her apart as many times as I wanted and she still wouldn't die.
Well, I suppose I should see how resistant she is to magic. I'm starting to run out of ways to kill her. It's actually kind of depressing, you'd think I'd know more creative ways to kill someone. Well, I haven't been using much magic, so I suppose I should start experimenting.
I used the water in her body to close her windpipe. I suppose suffocation is a rather classic form of killing someone, but doing it from inside their body is definitely new.
I watched as Lana slit her throat, to heal her windpipe. Interesting. She doesn't care about any wounds and will inflict them upon herself because she trusts Marakl's power.
Now if I remember correctly, she should have one more form. I suppose I should try to get her to use it. After all I might as well learn about her powers if I'm going to marry her. And there is no f*cking way I'm going to lose and let her be the dominant one. NO F*CKING WAY!
I created an earth tremor that made her lose her balance for a second, but that second was enough. I teleported behind her and slammed my hand into her back, wrapping it around her spine.
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"You should really get serious. I don't know how much longer I'm going to be able to hold back."
I the slammed my other palm into her back, blowing her body away while my other hand stayed wrapped around her spine, ripping it out of her body in a gruesome splatter of flesh and blood.
Hey, I did it again. I really should get a job as a weight loss expert. I mean really, how many people can make you lose about half of your body weight in under an hour. Well, there might be a problem with all of the spine ripping and neck slitting, but Hey. Nobody's perfect.
It seems her body's regeneration is slowing, I suppose she just can't handle the sheer amount of mana that is passing through her.
I should finish this soon before her body disintegrates. Oh, it seems that she has taken on her third form. If I remember correctly this one can control metal.
Unfortunately for her I made sure to enchant any metal that I'm wearing. I watch as her armor twists and forms several thin whip like appendages.
Interesting. Using your control over metal to create hundreds of thin wires. That is actually pretty smart. If they are used correctly they can wrap around me and keep me from teleporting. However, I don't have to teleport to reach you, and metal has a fatal flaw. All you need is a powerful magnet, and all your metal becomes useless.
And since I come from a world with electro-magnets, and apparently a Coffee God. All I have to do is. . . .There we go.
A burst of electricity, and the melding of a couple of types of magic, was all it took to rip all of the metal off of Lana. Well, as much as I would like to continue this, I don't want her to die. . .at least not yet. So I suppose I should end this.
I glance at her before narrowing my eyes in concentration. When someone is lending you power, they have to have a constant connection. So to take away that power, all you have to do is destroy the connection.
Ah. There it is. I concentrate, then send a blast of my mana down the connection. Eat that Markal.
I quickly unleash a wave of electric energy, when Lana stumbles because of the sudden loss of power. It would be better to stun her quickly, instead of actually killing her. Lana falls to the ground, as her body shudders from the electric shock. It acted similar to a taser.
I slowly walk over and look down at her.
"Do you admit defeat, or do I need to make you lose another 5 pounds."
"I surrender"
She whispered the words, before closing her eyes as she passed out. Well, that was fun. And now for my revenge on Markal. This will definitely take the cake. It takes about a couple of hours, but by the time Lana woke up, I had completed my plan.
It didn't take much time to convince her to take me to where they kept the human sacrifices. It looks like she takes this dominant sh*t seriously. This is great. I mean, how many people get a smoking hot demon slave. {Come on. I know you want one. I know I do.}
After she took me there, it only took a couple of minutes to select a bunch of young female humans and put them in an illusion, with Markal pleasuring them. Then I carved the symbol into their chests and had them sent to Markal's bedroom. Supposedly as a gift for his wife.
Oh, poor old Markal. He is so screwed. I guess most people wouldn't try to p*ss off the Devil, but I am an exception. After all, what could be more fun than screwing over the Devil.
Markal POV
W-W-WHAT THE HELL!!!! I had decided to show Minerva a good time, and get back on her good side. But when I entered the bedroom there was a bunch of naked females on my bed writhing in ecstasy while moaning my name.
Normally I would love something like this but I had just entered with Minerva. . . . WHO THE F*CK DID THIS! Just then a voice rang throughout my head.
'Payback's a b*tch Markal. Payback's a b*tch.'
Azran. . . .That SON OF A B*TCH! HOW DARE HE DO THIS!!!
Before I consider dragging him down to Hell though, I should probably clear up this misunderstanding.
"Minerva. I can explain this. You see.....Gurgle"
That was all I got out before she ripped out my throat. SH*T!SH*T!SH*T!SH*T!!!
Maybe I should have started off with something else?
"YOU F*CKING CHEATER! I WILL MAKE YOU REGRET BRINGING ME HERE, SO THAT YOU COULD BOAST ABOUT YOUR CONQUESTS!!!!!! ALLOW ME TO SHOW YOU A NEW DEFINITION OF PAIN!"
A gurgling scream was all that I could get out as she tore into me, ripping out my heart and dropping her other hand to my little boy. . . . . No PLEASE! ANYTHING BUT THAT!
MY horrifying scream as I was castrated, ripped throughout Hell, sending demons scurrying in fear. Oh, Azran. I will so get you back for this.
It is only a matter of time. Eventually I will rip out your very soul. And Damn you for all eternity.
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