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The Fallen Gamer Ch 140
🕑 Added 2023-12-08 22:06:28 +0000 UTCC 140
I could see Voldemort smiling before he started cackling! “Hahaha! Your arrogance has truly cost you, Layla of the Fallen! I have no idea why you made no move to stop the ritual, but now it is complete! Prepare yourself to be slain by a True Demon! The natural enemy of your kind!”
I looked over to the Ancient One, and she didn't seem to be that worried. Then again, this woman was always hard to read in general. Natasha was putting on a cool face as well, but I could see her gripping her pistol tightly. This was her first time facing a demon.
The summoning circle glowed bright red as the pentagram lit up!
“Arise Belial! Arise!” All of the Death Eaters chanted in unison. They had looks of excitement and reverence on all of their faces. They probably thought they were about to bring about my downfall. Seeing the smile on Voldemort’s gross face was honestly disturbing.
…And then all of them slumped to the ground…dead. Lucius Mlafoy, Peter Pettigrew, and all the other members of Voldemort’s inner circle died just like that. Their souls were pulled from their bodies and flew towards the being that had just appeared between them all.
He opened his mouth and swallowed all of their souls. “Mmmmm. Quite a few magical souls there! Not a bad offering.” Belial muttered as he looked towards the gaping Voldemort. “A fine offering mortal! Now then, why have you summoned me?” Belial’s appearance was incredibly stereotypical for a demon. He was tall and his skin was bright red. He had two large horns on his forehead and instead of human legs, he had the legs of a goat.
“You…You…My followers. They're all dead…” Voldemort trailed off. A look of realization dawned upon him. “DAMN YOU HAND! I WILL HAVE MY REV–” He was cut off when a [Lightspear] erupted out of his chest, courtesy of myself. “Graaaaaagghh!” Voldemort let out a willful shriek before he collapsed to his knees. He tried to pull the [Lightspear] out but it was too late. Voldemort burst apart and turned into a pile of ashes. I wasn’t letting that guy escape again and I was frankly tired of fighting him. Since he died to an Angel’s light, his soul will also not be able to stay in the mortal world. He’ll be going straight to Lady Death’s domain. I’m sure he’ll enjoy her hospitality…
[You have leveled up x5!]
[Layla of the Fallen: Angel of Hope, Death’s Favored]
[Level: 46]
[Sacred Gears: Purger of Darkness, Orb of Anywhere]
[HP: 13000]
[MP: 9200]
[Vigor: 800]
[Strength: 140]
[Intelligence: 920]
[Luck: 100]
[Skills: Observe 3, Angelic Mastery 4, Acting 3, Light Manipulation 7, HP to MP Conversion, Mana Burst]
[Perks: Never Tell Me the Odds, Lucky Shot, Mana Replenisher]
[Drawbacks: Sin of Lust]
[Available Free Stat Points: 60]
[Skill Up Point: 0]
I dumped all of my free stat points into Intelligence to bring it to 980. I was expecting a fight here soon. Demon’s didn't like to leave Earth once they managed to arrive. Especially one like Belial that had been summoned at his full power. It was very hard for them to get here with their full powers considering they had to be properly summoned for that to happen. If a demon came to Earth on their own, they could only use an avatar which would weaken themselves by forcing them to split their powers. If their weak avatar is killed, then they lose that fragment of themselves forever.
“Really, Layla? Resorting to sneak attacks are we?” The Ancient One said with mock disappointment as she watched Voldemort turn to ash.
“Well that happened…” Natasha muttered as she lowered her gun. Then she remembered the demon was still here and pointed it at Belial.
Belia didn’t seem upset that the one who summoned him died. He shrugged and turned towards the three of us. “Well well well. If it isn’t the Ancient One herself! And who is that I spy next to you!? Why, it's one of my long lost siblings! Where have you all been? Haven't seen any of you feathery bastards in over 1000 years!” Belial's blood red eyes met my violet ones. He grinned menacingly, displaying rows of razor sharp teeth.
“Father transported us all to an alternate dimension, but now we've found a way back. I’d be a lot more careful of your actions from now on, Belial. Turn around and fuck back off to hell or else.” I said as I scanned him.
[Belial: The Demon King of Gehenna→ Level 69]
Fuck… I wasn’t winning against that without going all out from the start.
Twelve demented wings made of infernal fire manifested behind Belial. “Hoh? I should be careful of a mere Cadre? You dare order me to return when I just got here?” He asked menacingly. “No! I don't think I will!” Power surged around him and I could tell the time for talking was over.
Natasha fired her weapon next to me. To my surprise, the bullet she fired was glowing dark purple. It had been infused with some of the Light I'd blessed her with! It wasn’t enough power to be dangerous for the likes of Belial though. Belial raised his hand and caught the bullet out of the air.
He scoffed. “Pathetic mortal weapons!” He flicked his finger and the bullet went sailing back at Natasha at twice the speed of sound! I quickly threw my body in front of her to save her!
[-30 HP]
“Hahaha! To so willingly throw yourself in front of a mortal who you even blessed yourself. She must be your lover, sister! I will enjoy breaking her in after I break you!” Belial taunted. He raised his hand and a large fireball the size of a car manifested above him.
Natasha looked frightened and I felt genuine anger! “You won’t touch her! MANA BURST!”
[- 4000 MP!]
[Vigor: 800→1200!]
[Strength: 140→540!]
[Intelligence: 980→1380!]
“What the fuck!?” Belial screamed out as I felt my power absolutely skyrocket!
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Comments
Bartosz Waszak
Luna is right, I hope Layla would not die. I can see her dying and exploring death realm or something. I think there is too much dimension and realm hopping at the moment, school for Akeno/Asia/Heather is good idea, few chapters of world building and slice of life would be help much, before introducing new threats. High school is option for x-men introduction.
Kiara Angst
By crippling ones cultivation, one may achieve absolute power for a brief moment.
