Transmigrated As The Final Villain of a Death Game-Chapter 277: Hell Raid Arc [ 20 ]

A drop of blood landed on my katana. I glanced around, quickly realizing that no one else was here. Yet the screaming and sounds of familiar slaughter continued.

I wasn’t stupid. I knew this was an illusion, and it clearly was meant to throw me off so that the Demon King, or whoever, could invade my head.

Sadly for him, I wasn’t in the mood to have my mind messed with.

"Free me now, and I might just spare your life after this is all over."

My brows twitched in annoyance, so I took a step forward. The screams grew even louder, each one representing the voices of my family.

But instead of feeling distraught, saddened, or even wrathful... all I felt was nostalgia and relief.

Whatever form it may be, I had actually started to forget how my parents sounded. Even the village people who had taken care of me, given me sweets, and spent time out of their day to watch me practice swordsmanship tirelessly.

I was glad.

And as if the Realm of Despair couldn’t accept that, it made all the screams abruptly vanish. Now, there was only a wide canyon in front of me, and some hint of a golden light at the very end.

It was a silly attempt to make me follow along. So instead, I decided to do the obvious.

I raised my katana, and although I wasn’t able to use my energy in the slightest, aura was something they could never take away from me. The warmth of my aura washed over my body, reminding me of why exactly these demons could never stand a chance against me.

And finally, I swung my katana horizontally. It sliced through the space in front of me, dyeing the sky red and completely distorting the Realm of Despair.

Yet I wasn’t done with only one slash, as I repeatedly brought my katana down, slashing everything in sight, until eventually, there was no Realm of Despair to speak of. There was only a pitch-black realm which, although creepy, allowed me to use my energy.

And of course, when I had my energy, I could further amplify my aura. With one final slash, I tore open space to a whole different location. As it so happened, that location was none other than the Demon Realm where I had been fighting a moment ago.

Except now, there was something really off about this place. For one, it was very quiet. Only when I turned toward Amon and Clementine did I see something shocking.

The Demon King who had been attacking us earlier, and the same Demon King who had tossed me into that realm... he was now hovering in the air, his body split into several dozen pieces as a pitch-black, one-eyed raven slowly tore his body apart.

It was gruesome, even for my standards. Yet the moment the raven spotted me, I felt a chill run down my spine. I blinked, and the raven was gone. What replaced it was the same chill from before, as well as a pair of eyes staring at me from behind.

When I turned around, I saw a man who strangely resembled Amon. Yet the energy of this man was the same as that raven’s.

"If you could’ve done something like this from the very start, why’d you wait so long?" I asked with a scoff.

The raven bowed and quickly introduced itself.

"My name’s Morr. As for why I waited so long... it’s simply because that’s what I deem to be the most valuable lesson to both Amon and Clementine."

"Lesson?"

He nodded.

"A lesson that allows them to put aside their past. A lesson that makes them a better version of who they are."

I narrowed my eyes slightly. From what I observed, this raven was Amon’s Guardian. As his Guardian, this raven shouldn’t even have a single thought about ever betraying Amon or doing something so risky.

I, for one, knew firsthand just how gruesome that Realm of Despair could be. I could only imagine those two were experiencing something just as bad.

So with that in mind, I decided to go with the most straightforward approach. I drew my katana and pointed it at Morr before saying:

"We’re all on the same side, so release them. You can teach them in some other way rather than directly torturing them."

Morr smiled. "It’s in your best interests to run away now, Aliyah. Soon, several Demon Emperors will descend. You may be able to handle one at full power, but look at you. You’re weak now, drained of power. You’re just swinging that flimsy katana around."

He then pointed at both Amon and Clementine.

"Unlike you, these two have their time accelerated. For you, it might’ve been a few minutes. For them, it might’ve been months or years. Whatever the case may be, they will emerge stronger and then defeat the Demon Emperors before finally escaping." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Aha...

Yeah.

I knew something was off with this damn raven since the first time I saw it.

But seeing how it had dismembered that Demon King so easily, it was obvious it was someone who was at least on my level, or slightly higher.

Yet right as I was about to engage in a fight, I was met with a surprising sight. Clementine’s hand suddenly twitched. A moment later, she opened her eyes, as a single tear streamed down her cheek.

She seemed heartbroken more than anything. But not only that, she looked extremely angry as she narrowed her eyes at Morr and said:

"I overheard everything. Help out Amon now, and I’ll make sure he doesn’t disband the contract between you two once he wakes up."

Morr stared at her. For a moment, I could’ve sworn I felt a deep killing intent radiating from Morr. And just then, his figure blurred as I felt his energy reappear beside Clementine.

I immediately reacted, crossing the distance in a mere instant. I saw Clementine’s body glow silver for a moment as her eyes turned cloudy. Her whole posture shifted, and from all of my experience, her posture resembled that of a swordsman.

This girl was always bad at swordsmanship, and to top it all off, I saw a faint, almost invisible energy escape that body and fly away to safety. I didn’t think much of it, as despite my reaction time, I was too late.

STAB!

Morr had thrust his hand straight through her heart. He pulled it out, and then narrowed his eyes at my incoming slash, blocking it effortlessly with just one finger.

To my dismay, Clementine’s body fell into the ocean, and as Morr held her heart in one hand and stopped my sword in the other, he suddenly crushed her heart, splashing blood all over himself.

Then, once he wiped some of it off, he met my gaze with a slight smile.

"My brother almost succeeded in turning him into the perfect weapon last time... but sadly, Amon managed to injure him with his own attack. It was a true pity, to say the least."

Brother...?

"But that’s no matter. A new wave of change is about to crash down onto the Demon Realm, and soon, the Human Realm. Amon’s going to be the center of that change. As for you...?"

His smile widened.

"You may go back to where you came from."

SNAP!