Guild Wars

Asmodeus' face darkened as he realized that Draco was mocking him. He didn't flare up, though, controlling and condensing his rage to a fine point before opening his eyes to gaze at the fellow with amusement. 

"The time for talking is over. It's time for us to fight and decide who gets to be the Demon God!" 

Without waiting for Draco's assent, the self-proclaimed Demon Supreme launched himself towards the other at abhorrent speeds, appearing before him in a flash. The very speed-based trick Draco had used to bully the members of Umbra was now being used on him. 

Asmodeus easily punched Draco in the gut, sending him flying upwards as his armor cracked. He then appeared above the other while flapping his wings, a malevolent expression on his face. 

The Demon Lord kicked the Demon God down, sending him into a crater that had a sharp dust cloud. Asmodeus didn't stop there, dragging Draco's limp body out of the crater and punching him into the distance, appearing to win his trajectory before punching him towards another way. 

Like this, Asmodeus cruelly pinballed Draco, sending him flying out with hard punches that caused shockwaves in the air. Eventually, he grabbed Umbra's Guildmaster by the face and spoke with disdain. 

"Is this all you amount to? Trash!" He spat at him, charging up red Demonic Energy as he blasted Draco to the ground, coated with a reddish light. 

When the fellow connected with the earth, the red light exploded violently, searing the Demon God into black char just like he had done the other Demon Lords when edgelord him had come out. 

Asmodeus hovered over Draco's beaten body majestically, looking down on him with disdain. He then watched Eva by the side, who had a slight smile on her lips, his brows furrowing. 

"Woman, why are you smiling? Do you not understand that I'm not here to play around? Not to mention, you will become my property once I'm done with him." 

Eva, who was smiling, gazed at Asmodeus with a frown. She then clawed at the air, tearing the space between them as he appeared right in front of her. 

Asmodeus was immediately horrified to his core, trying to create distance when Eva pressed a hand to his chest. The next moment, it was as if time stopped, but a small white light grew in the space between Eva's palm and Asmodeus' heart. 

That light soon exploded into a beam that passed through Asmodeus' body, lancing into the distance and even tearing clouds apart as it went out of the world's range. 

Asmodeus himself stood there with a gaping expression, like a man who had been kicked in the nuts. Time seemed to resume as the shockwaves blew the entire area around, Asmodeus took two steps back while clutching his chest, gazing at Eva with disbelief. 

Eva folded her arms and spoke coldly. "I spared that Belial fellow because he was an ignorant clown posing, and he was also Draco's subordinate, so it wasn't right for me to discipline him." 

"But you're aware who I really am, yet you dared to speak to me this way! Besides, Draco wouldn't mind if I taught you a lesson since you're a retard who's going to be wiped out of existence anyway!" Eva finished as she scoffed. 

Asmodeus couldn't understand what she was saying as his mind became blurry and his breath was rushed. The only reason he was even alive was due to his power and his demon blood keeping his cells active, yet they were quickly approaching their limit. 

Eva saw this and furrowed her brows. "Erm… are you seriously that weak? I merely used 10% of my power in that strike, and you're half dead?" 

She gave him a 'bruh' look. 

"How the hell did you plan to beat Draco if you can't even tank this?!" 

Now, Eva was just being mean. Her Light Energy was piercing and burning thanks to the range of light she had acquired. Ultra Violet, Infrared, and almost at the microwave level was more than enough to sizzle the foshizzle of a wishzzile, yet she was pretending that it was nothing. 

Not only that, but her Light Energy also had the 'Holy' attribute by default thanks to her deity nature, which was why it had such a strong effect on evil beings. It was basically like Rayquaza using Sky Cutter on a poor Venusaur. 

Asmodeus was about to crumble to the floor when he felt firm hands hold him as he lay down. His eyes bulged when he saw that Draco was holding him gently, his eyes red with tears. 

"Brother Asmodeus!! No, how could this happen?! We were supposed to fight together forever!" The shameless fellow roared with sadness in his voice. 

Eva by the side had her lips twitch. Her Soulmate had entered troublemaker mode and no one could stop him. Rather than interrupt his play, the best thing to do was to hide by the side lest he dragged you in. 

Unfortunately, Asmodeus was not aware of this, so he was glaring at Draco with anger at being played with in such a manner. He realized that from the beginning that fellow had never taken him seriously. 

Eva knew that Draco had allowed Asmodeus to beat him up until he seemed dead, just so he could 'miraculoulsy revive' spout some trash anime villain lines about how he hated weakness and then proceed to go God Mode over Asmodeus. 

However, she had ruined that play, yet Draco immediately improvised and began another one. This fellow… 

"Brother Asmodeus, quickly tell me the number to your diamond safe! I must go and secure it before the vultures from our family rush for it!" Draco cried out as he shook Asmodeus lightly, pressing on his wound. 

Asmodeus coughed blood and tried to speak, but could only gurgle since his throat was choked. Draco saw this and became even more distraught, like the world was ending. 

"This is terrible! How can I help, how can I help?!" Draco screamed to himself. 

Suddenly, a light bulb went over his head. 

"I know, I will use my Destruction Energy to destroy the wounds! God, I am such a genius!" Draco explained as he placed his hand near the wound. 

Eva's eyes widened with horror while Asmodeus thrashed, trying to escape, yet it was futile. Draco surged Destruction Energy into the wound, vaporizing it and half of Asmodeus' life. 

The Demon Lord lay limply in Draco's arms, gazing at the fellow with hate and fear. Seeing this, Draco smiled and nodded. 

"Brother Asmodeus has calmed down, meaning that you feel much better. I knew my idea was not wrong. Now, you should have no problem living for 200 more years, hahaha!" 

Asmodeus couldn't take it. He coughed out another wad of blood and fainted, his own body refusing to stay conscious one more second to be around this fellow. If he died in his sleep, then so be it. 

Draco tutted sadly and rose to his feet. "Such an impatient fellow. I was only just getting started, too." 

Eva rolled her eyes and pointed at Asmodeus, reversing time around him and bringing him back to life. Her Time Control ability had gotten far better thanks to their training on the Floors of Reflection, so this was easy for her. 

Asmodeus stood up and glared at Draco, then Eva, then sighed. That sigh was endlessly deep and contained a lot of emotions, enough to make anyone feel his pain. 

Draco patted him on the shoulder and said with pity. "Don't worry, there's a clone of me called 'Dark Knight'. Maybe the version of you in him could beat him up." 

Asmodeus clutched his chest as his eyes became bloodshot. 

By Lucifer, why was this Demon God so infuriating?! 

"Anyway, tell us about this level of Hell." Draco asked while looking around. 

Asmodeus sighed weakly and began explaining. "I'm Asmodeus, right now I'm Demon Lord over the seventh level, Violence." 

"This layer of Hell is for those who had unjustly inflicted various levels of harm on their fellow man. The central area is reserved for those who had committed murder. There, they will be buried under the burning hot sand with only their heads stuck out, flesh-eating ants would devour their faces for as long as their karmic sin is present. Their flesh will always regenerate, making it so that they suffer having their eyes, nose, tongue, and brain eaten alive for centuries." 

"The middle area is for those who had injured others or crippled them unjustly. There, they will be hung on those trees for demonic harpies to feed on their entrails while they're alive and conscious. They, too, have flesh regeneration, allowing our starving harpies to eat their fill." 

"The outer area is for those who had assaulted others unfairly. There, they would be tossed into the burning blood sea, which have demonic piranhas within that feast on the legs and toes of such fellows as they simmer in the broth." Asmodeus concluded boredly. 

Draco and Eva had their jaws drop. 

… Damn. 

"And what about you? What's your power?" Draco asked after he picked his jaw off the floor. 

"Me? My Demonic Power is Spiritual Domination and Invisibility. I can dominate the minds of those weaker than me and make them my slaves, and I can render myself invisible to the eye, nose, ears, and soul of those weaker than me." Asmodeus boasted calmly. 

He then paused and thought. "My Demonic Nature is to help mortals strengthen their souls or allow them dominion over others to form cults in my name, whereby I will reap their souls at the end of it all." 

He then shrugged. "That's it." 

Draco and Eva shared a look then nodded. 

"Not too shabby for a Demon Supreme wannabe who couldn't take a single blow of my Soulmate at 10% power. You're stronger than a germ on my body!" Draco praised, honestly. 

Asmodeus clutched his chest again, coughing under his breath.