My Destiny To Be Loved By The Villains[part 2 ]

Chapter 123: Seal (3)

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"...What did you say? Black Devil?"

Narrowing her eyes, Tatiana spat out those words.

'What a load of nonsense. How could beings like the Devils be created so easily?'

Anyone with a certain level of knowledge about Material Realm and other dimensions could easily understand how ridiculous of a notion that was.

Even the Ancient Gods, beings who possessed the power to blow up the entire Forge of Struggle, were only as powerful as a mouse in front of a cat compared to those beasts of the Astral Realm or the Pandemonium.

And said beasts could be reduced to dust with a thought by the Devils.

The Angels of the Astral Realm.

And the Devils of Pandemonium.

They were the most powerful beings in the entire multidimensional universe. Godly existences whose mere manifestation could turn the entire Material Realm upside down.

Yet this guy was trying to imply that such a being was 'artificially' created.

"Strictly speaking, he is not really a Devil."

Talker said while sweeping off all the ornaments hanging on one of his arms.

Rosaries, Crosses, Charms, Relics of Saints, Bracelets engraved with Ouroboros...

A variety of ornaments, each containing sorcerous and religious symbols, filled both his hands in an instant.

Each and every one could be treated as a national treasure in any country.

But he treated them as if they were disposable items, easily worn and discarded.

"True Devils will invoke a greater impact than this. The moment their true bodies manifested, both of us would be sent straight to the underworld. In other words, it's an express ticket to our demise. But, that isn't happening right now, as you can see."

It was a bit shameful to say this, as even among the true Devils, the most powerful one resided within Lady Tristan and he had leisurely subdued it with a single ornament just a moment ago.

But that was only because Lady Tristan herself had a remarkably low proficiency in handling that 'strength'.

"However, this bastard..."

Was a little different.

He couldn't really say that he possessed the inherent overpowering presence of a True Devil.

However...

The 'intimidation' that he gave off sent shivers down Talker's spine, before spreading through his whole body.

It was enough to tell him that he was something far beyond an immature Devil's Vessel.

And both Talker and Tatiana realized that...

If they couldn't subdue him here and now, a great disaster would befall them later on.

'...It's too late to purify him.'

Talker's brain whirred as he observed the black aura enveloping Dowd's body.

There was a stark difference between his aura and Lady's Tristan's immature one.

From that, Talker could tell that the man was on the level where it was possible for him to facetank his abilities without even giving them a single glance beforehand.

Then again, Dowd immediately severed his ability with a blast of wind the moment he sensed Talker was about to use it. In other words, trying to do the same thing again would be futile.