《Maou : Summoning [Hiatus]》Summoning Arc: What could happen?
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UPDATE:
- Chapter re-edited and mistakes were corrected.
- Rewrote a few parts
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This chapter contains descriptive scenes with extreme violence.
You have been warned!
This chapter is from the POV of the other Demon Lord. Enjoy!
Summoning Arc: What could happen?
It’s the middle of the night. The bright moon shines over this world with its gentle, mesmerizing light. The breeze is so cold and refreshing. It feels so good relaxing after a long day of killing and massacring.
‘Ahhhh...’
‘Nooo... ah... aaa’
‘Please, I beg you, kill me... Oooooooo’
Oh... What beautiful music. It touches directly my soul. Nothing can be compared with the melodious screams agony made by some young virgins.
‘Crack...’
They died... Again... Every time I add a little pressure, they just die. Why are those 9 digits ants so weak?
“Do you really enjoy this kind of things Elenair?” [Woman voice]
From the side, I hear a familiar voice questioning my actions... A black shadow in the form of a woman is materializing in the spot where the voice came from.
Long Distance Spirit Manifestation. This is an ancient spell that allows the user to manifest a shadowy form in a chosen location. It is quite an amazing spell that, in our whole family, only one person managed to comprehend.
“Well, well... If it’s not my beloved sister, Syv Yllaqirelle!” [Elenair]
That was sarcasm... Obviously... My genius, younger sister Syv. The one that is the hope of the whole Yllaqirelle family. I don’t understand what father is thinking about... Our family is done for. We are too weak. There is no place for us in the 6 digit area. That is why we are hiding right now in a 7 digits town.
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But why hide there, when we could rule in the 8 or 9 digits areas? This is why I ran away from home, gathered those useless troops to do the dirty work for me and started this campaign against those bugs.
Well... The fact that father stopped buying me slaves only for the sole reason that I enjoy torturing and killing them is also part of the reason I left . Bugs are bugs. Who cares about the suffering of a beetle?
“I will never understand why you and father just keep hiding when you could join me and rule. But don’t worry sister... After I end my conquest I will transform this infested place in a paradise for our family. Then I will surpass your achievements and father will acknowledge me!” [Elenair]
She seems to frown... The shadow is not quite detailed which shows that she hasn’t yet mastered the spell. And father considered her a genius. The hope of our family. I feel like puking only thinking about it!
“Do as you wish... But remember my word. If you continue on this path, one day you will fall to the bottoms of the underworld and you will never rise again! ” [Syv]
“Hmph... Those are only useless threats from a useless person!” [Elenair]
Her form starts to distort and in less than three breath worth of time, she completely disappears. Just you wait, sister... Just you wait and we shall see who will have the last laugh.
Finally, I can continue relaxing without being disturbed by annoying family members that, in the future, shall lay at my feet begging for my mercy.
“Get rid of those useless corpses and bring the next batch!” [Elenair]
“As you wish, my lord!” [Soldier #1]
Five useless orcs gather the bloody corpses and take them away. Most likely they are going to eat them. Well, at least those maggots were good for something in the end.
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Another batch of ten fresh young girls is brought before me.
“Oh... An elf... This will be fun!” [Elenair]
Fortunately, an elf seems to have been brought together with those filthy humans. Elves have such melodious voices. I will enjoy this to the end.
I activate my ability, Demonic Shadow Hands, and from the ground forty hands made out of darkness emerge. Twenty of those are used to immobilize those living instruments while the other twenty will be used for generating the sounds.
First I gouge their eyes out.
‘Ahhh... aaa... Ohhh...’
Almost perfect. That elf’s voice is truly divine. Unfortunately, this symphony of pain and despair is being sullied by a horse voice...
“Where are you???... Oh, here you were! Found you!” [Elenair]
One slightly chubby piece of trash has a voice that could frighten even a hellhound. No worries! With one fast sweep, I just severed her head and that pig squeal vanishes like it was never there to begin with.
What remains is a truly perfect symphony. The best I listened all night!
Now, let’s take this slowly and enjoy every second like it’s the last one.
‘Swish...’
From the ground, eighteen sharp Shadow Spikes emerges penetrating the legs of those little dung beetles.
‘Ouuuuu...’
Perfect synchronization ... Truly sensual. My cheeks turn slightly red and I can feel a wave of hotness emerging from deep within my soul.
“Ahhh... This is heaven!!!” [Elenair]
I can’t believe that Syv actually dared to threaten me... I mean we are in a 9 digits area. Even if every single warrior in this whole region would attack me in my sleep, I could still massacre all of them.
I utter three last words before letting my consciousness be carried away by the symphony that is being played in front of me.
“What could happen?” [Ellenair]
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