Modern World Warlock-Chapter 137: Dante’s Old Acquaintance

After Zac reached the town's plaza and met up with Dante, he was told to keep moving with the doctor towards the city's exit, where a group from the Beta Team would get the man out.

Before the redhead continued on his way, Dante turned his head to the street where his friend came from, sensing someone approaching at high speeds.

As the warlock spotted the silhouette of the woman flying towards him, he dropped his head laterally with confusion.

"Hmm, that banshee…" Dante muttered.

Zac noticed the danger approaching and apologized for not finishing off his opponent, as he was prioritizing getting the doctor out of the clinic.

"You did well," the warlock replied with a smirk.

Suddenly, the demon halted in mid-air, a little over twenty meters away from Dante, seemingly analyzing him.

'She stopped…!?' Zac thought.

"Dante…?" The banshee muttered with shivering lips.

"Long time no see, Saris…" Dante casually replied.

"Y-you… what are you doing here…?" The woman nervously continued.

"I'm here to kill Astaroth—What are you going to do?"

"I… What? How?" Saris asked, utterly confused about the situation.

"You know each other!?" Zac exclaimed.

"It's a bit long to explain right now… So, are you helping Astaroth or me?" Dante asked the familiar banshee.

The woman didn't respond. Instead, she looked down apprehensively for a moment, making Zac believe that she would choose to side with the demons.

Nonetheless, his expectations were completely shattered when the banshee rushed to Dante's side to lovingly hug him, turning her demonic form into a more humanoid one.

'Are you fucking kidding me…!? Another hot girl just clung to Dante in the middle of this situation!?' The redhead thought.

"I was all angry about that berserker breaking my ribs, but now that I know he is your subordinate, I forgive him," Saris said, her arms around Dante's shoulders.

"He is my best friend, not my subordinate…" Dante replied, holding the woman's arms and separating her from him.

"Right, whatever…" Saris said with a hint of jealousy.

Suddenly, both Dante and Saris turned their heads to the cathedral with severe expressions.

*Prang!* The mosaic windows shattered as Megan was flung out of the building, landing on the plaza's platform.

"Megan!" Zac shouted, running to her side. However, after taking a few steps, he was halted by an overwhelming presence coming from the cathedral.

The brunette clenched her healthstone in her pocket and healed the cuts on her body and face, standing up with a cold gaze as the cathedral's doors opened abruptly, showcasing the massive body of Astaroth walking out.

Behind the archdemon, Sabelio walked with his back straightened and his demon heart fully on display.

Dante flew towards the pair and hovered in the air at Astaroth's eye level, letting out a smirk.

"Hellslayer…" Astaroth muttered.

"General coward," Dante replied with a mocking tone.

"How dare you!?" Sabelio shouted with indignation, prompting the warlock to look down on him with a condescending stare that showed nothing but disdain for the old man.

"Silence… You think yourself a warlock? When did I say you could direct your words to me? Insect…" Dante said in an intimidating tone.

Sabelio widened his eyes with fear and shock as he wasn't expecting 'Hellslayer' to be so arrogantly powerful, and the man's instincts were telling him that if he talked back, he would die.

"Hellslayer!" Astaroth interjected with a shout.

"What? Man, I'm right here…" Dante said, picking his ears with annoyance.

"Why are you here? I did not meddle with your business…" The archdemon asked.

"Ah, but you did—Sure, it might have been unintentional, but what's done is done," Dante said while shrugging.

"Besides, I've heard you've been calling yourself a king…" Dante continued, sharpening his gaze.

"How could a coward like you take 'his' position?" he said, his mocking tone slicing the atmosphere.

Sabelio grunted with anger and pointed his palm at Dante, feeling offended at the words that the warlock directed at the archdemon.

"Shadow bolt!" Sabelio shouted. However, nothing materialized from his spell, making him wince in horror.

'This man… He is hoarding all of the umbra around us!' Sabelio thought, seeing the dark energy flowing solely around Dante and Astaroth.

Dante thought about killing Sabelio instantly, but when he gazed to the side and saw Megan and Zac, he believed they needed the practice.

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"Old man… You are going to need at least a hundred more years of training to stand against me," Dante said condescendingly.

In the blink of an eye, the warlock appeared right beside the old man, landing a punch with the back of his hand that sent the man flying towards the obelisk in the center of the plaza.

"No interruptions," he said, turning around to face Astaroth.

"Hmm? Impressive… You do seem stronger than last time," Dante commented to the archdemon, looking up at his face while standing before him.

Even though Astaroth towered over Dante by three meters, the demon seemed more apprehensive of the encounter, raising his hands in a defensive stance.

"Heh, show me what you can do now… fake King of Wrath," the warlock muttered, appearing right in front of his opponent's face.

"Destro," *BOOM!* The entire entrance of the cathedral was blown away while Astaroth was forcefully pushed inside the building.

The demon protected himself with his forearms, which let out a thin trail of smoke after receiving the attack.

"No damage, huh? Not bad…" Dante casually commented as he walked inside the cathedral.

"Hellfire!" Astaroth shouted, creating a large circle area beneath the warlock that glowed red for a brief second.

Dante quickly moved away from the arcane circle, followed by a flaming pillar of dark fire that appeared from the center, scorching the remaining facade of the church's entrance.

Before Dante could answer with another attack, he noticed the strange symbol carved on the altar at the back of the room and widened his eyes in shock.

"This church…" Dante muttered, recognizing the symbol as the one from the Pantheon of Four, who were the gods of Terra.