Chapter 7: Hunting
Last night was haunting; not only did I dream about getting beat up by an F-rank, but I also dreamed about being forced to become a servant to an ancient demon. Thank God it was all a dream. I begin to enjoy the ice cream in my hand while stomping down that fucker, Isaac Mortem.
"Woah, go easy on him, boss."
"Yeah, he might die at this point; we won't want a rotting organ now, will we, boss?"
"You might be right."
I look up at my subordinates. Who that i have known for years, even though I don't like their guts that much, they still—
Only to see a faceless and headless corpse
"WHAT THE—"
Then Issac Mortem, who was lying down on the floor, began to stand up like in a horror movie and rip my arm apart.
"ARGHHH"
"You fucker dare to stomp me in your dream."
"Huh?"
"Well, this is a dream anyway; I can do things without restriction."
"NOOOOOOOO!"
A middle-aged man wakes up, sweating profusely.
"It was all a dream."
"You fucker."
He found my head being planted to the ground, leaving a crater in the wooden floor.
This fucker actually defies me in his dream; that's no good; I must educate him further. I also find out that I can invade one mind in my soul form, which would come in handy later on.
But first, I grab his head and keep slamming it to the ground.
BAAM
"You BAAM dare BAAM stomp BAAM ME BAAM."
"I'm sorry, boss, please, BAAM, spare me."
"Not only did I heal your arm BAAM but I also gave you a proper place to sleep BAAM and this is how you repay me."
"That BAAM so-sorry boss."
Ah, I dragged this out too long; he should have learned his lesson by now. I release his head, stand up, and walk toward the table.
It is also because I don't know what to do from now on; it's too risky venturing around with this body and now that the Orochipy is gone, he is afraid that more and more beasts will arrive at this forest.
With no other choice, he began asking Gollum once again, hoping to find some information about demons.
"So do you know anything about demons?"
"Demon?"
"Yeah, like some demon invasion, any record about it." I look at the bullet, then at him.
Shivering, he said,
"Yes, sir. well, there used to be a powerful demon who invaded this planet but a mighty hero managed to kill him."
Huh, to think that my descent was still remembered or maybe its a different demon.
"Who is this hero then?"
"Oh, it's Draco SilverLight UGHHH."
Killing intent emerged out of me as I gnawed at my lips like biting a piece of meat. FUCKING SILVERLIGHT. My eyes became bloodshot, and I grabbed his neck, screaming.
"WHAT"
"KUAH KUAH"
"Ahh."
My rage took hold of me just now. They aren't even the same person.
Take a deep breath. I noticed something off; I looked at my shivering hand.
"What the—"
Grabbing it till it calmed down, I looked at him and spoke with a low tone.
"Ignore that."
"Yes, sir."
After a few minutes of silence, Beelzebub finally calmed down his anger.
"Silverlight and demon"
Sounds just like what happened with me. Even with my memory broken and blurred, the name SilverLight still remained hauntin-irritated me. I don't know what he is or how he managed to get so strong but now that I have reincarnated, I will come to slaughter him.
And why is there another demon invasion, has the barrier around Earth gotten weaker?. I know times has changed but it's too much to think that my grand achievement had been reduced to nothing
I ponder for a little, then I realize something strange about the situation I'm in. This is a forest with no living beings around so--
"Why are you willing to venture to this accursed place anyway?"
As far as I can see, there is no single living being here, so why?
"Ah yes, sir, it's because your humble servant used to be very petty; also, not only did he scam me, but after I taught him a lesson, he stole my car and took a run for it; that car is very valuable to my family, so this servant of yours tried to find him."
"Then a woman told us his location, and that led us to here."
"A woman? That doesn't sound right; mind telling me how she looks?"
"A woman with purple hair and—wait, why I don't re—"
"Dumb shit"
How stupid, trusting a stranger; some day you may die because of your foolishness, like Issac.
If I were to guess, the person who gives Issac Mortem the ritual recipe is the same as or an accomplice to the woman; they were probably led here to become sacrifices or bait for Orochipy.
"But I don't get it; you aren't afraid of killing someone from the Mortem family?"
At the next instance, a curse seal popped out of my forehead as pain surged to my head, and my eyes and ears began bleeding black blood.
"If things keep bleeding out like this, I might lose my vision and hearing."
A curse, dark arts? More memories of this vessel flowed back to me, making me realize more about this Issac Mortem's identity.
The immense pain spread from his head and then his entire body but Beelzebub didn't care about the pain; in fact, he began to creep out an eerie smile.
These mana may be able to help him increase his strength by a little or at least alleviate his state.
With that thought in mind, Beelzebub's body turned completely still as he ceased all of his action and thought, just too focused on his mana to slowly chomp off these cursed things held on him. The cursed seems to have been withered away for the past years, making it easier for Beelzebub to slowly devour it.
Not only that but this mana making the curse is strangely compatible to him so the one making it should be someone from the same family; maybe his father was the one responsible for this.
With this he could finally hunt some weak demonic creature and devour their demonic core.
Demonic energy can be absorbed by anyone except for the holiness and it would increased their power and their hold of the world significantly but it will slowly corrupt the mind and soul of the user, turning them into demons, which is exactly I am trying to achieve, for he isn't used having a human body
A demon body would help him to be able to use his knowledged to its fullest
"…"
Gollum, just look at the bloody Beelzebub, who is smiling with a devilish smile, sitting inside a blood pentagon, murmuring and smiling like a devil.
It seems that he found a way to increase his energy out of nowhere.
"Mortem... is Isaac from the Mortem family?"
"That's impossible; he's simply too weak."
After 10 minutes have passed, I fall down weakly. Doing such a ritual drains this body's stamina to an extent, but it was worth it.
"By absorbing this curse, I will have triple the current energy before I fight that dumb shit."
But my mana control fall down to 65% because of this broken container of mine
"But, I can use more mana ability and even cursed ability like sneaking and torture."
What a stroke of fortune. Now let's begin my plan for the next week. I look around only to find Gollum lying down, back to sleeping. This fucker, I grab my scissors.
Like something inside his body was switching, he stood up and shouted
"YES SIR"
"Tch."
I put the scissors into my pocket for later use. I also grab the three remaining bullets into the pocket. But then, he heard something—the sound of a commotion!
True to his word, after the Orochipy left, many monsters or beasts have already been flocking here to settle down.
But those creatures are none of his concern; what he wanted was a demonic creature and he needed to devour one quickly, or his body would revert back to his original state.
He has created millions of demonic creatures and given them the ability to reproduce themselves so he expected to have at least one demonic creature arrive here.
So now this is a matter of luck and time.
"Ah, I could already feel the bitter taste of a demon in my mouth."