Chapter 726: [Rampage]

A Corruption of the Original Sin…!

This kind of corruption was not something simple. Allen was once affected by the fell, he was greatly influenced and nearly became a madman who knows nothing but killing. But one must not forget, that the Fell at that time was just a small fragment of Mark of Cain. However, this time, it was the full power of the Original Sin!

It was different from the corruption of one’s character, personality, or even moral integrity.

This was the corruption of a species, a corruption of the soul.

It could even be corruption in reincarnation.

If not for the fact that her master’s demon blood awakened, he would surely have become corroded by now, even with his power or immunities. Anyway, there is no such thing as Immunity in the Original Sin—only the Holy Mother was such an existence. But since after her, not one similar person had appeared…!

Allen was able to disregard the corruption of the Original Sin because of his Royal Demon Blood.

However now—

Damn it!

Probably because of the war, violence, negative miasma, and blood, the effect of the sin was boosted!

Her master; Allen, was subconsciously being affected by it—looking at the horrifying carnage unfolding in front of her, Asmodeus was certain. And this spells trouble…!!

Asmodeus watched as Allen laughed coldly and with each step, there would be a corpse falling down.

No matter how many people tried to surround him and besieged him, they would just slowly drop in the ground—dead. However, the problem lays elsewhere. Black shadow-like things from the dead fallen shot towards Allen, and when it did, Allen’s transformation becomes even worse!

Asmodeus scalp was numb.

Nevertheless, it is still not too late. This must be ended quickly or else an irreparable thing might occur…!!

Although she was spared from the original Sin due to being a pure demon living within the Demon World for countless of years, Asmodeus was acutely aware of the terror of corruption. The corruption was irreversible and unerasable. It would accompany him for life and even in the afterlife. It was a brand of sin that would be with him for all eternity.

This can’t be allowed…!

What she wanted was always been one—the pure and loving Master of hers…!

That is the only treasure she got after living lonely and bored after a very long time—though, she was always at an edge to her master Solomon, compared to other Demon Familiars, but she was also the one who treasured and loved that small peace of theirs, more than the others…!

That had been the best pleasure that soothed her lonely and boring life.

Asmodeus was startled and hurriedly rushed towards Allen to stop him, slaughter every being in this area to protect her master and quickly end this battle!

… …

The line of sight returned to Allen.

His expression menacing and savage and even his lips curling into an evil grin.

His appearance turning demonic every passing minute.

“Why…I’m…so angry… Is this anger? No, this is satisfaction…!”

“Blood… must be repaid… with blood…!”

“Death… must be… repaid… with… satisfaction…!!”

Allen cocked his head with a faint smile, though his current voice speaks in a staccato manner. The people around him were jolted by his words and stared at him in shock. Allen’s eyes were already bloody red than normal, that a thin line of blood formed from the center of his eyes down to his chin.

It was a scarlet like blood, and also the crimson color of burning flames in his pupils.

“Then, I will kill all of you… with… satisfaction…!”

A grin.

“Welcome need not say… this is going to hurt…”

Abominable…!

This is a true Demon…!

“Ah…”

“This!!? How is this possible?! Why is his demonic power increasing?!”

“This is absurd! This illogical!! His demonic power is increasing every minute! How?!”

“Power level's eight thousand! How? Wait, it's over nine!”

“Oh my demon god!!? It’s still increasing…?!”

“A, Anyway…! He is an enemy! A traitor! In the name of the Demon God, kill him!!”

The demons' expressions were cold, gritting their teeth in determination. Although they know for certain that they would never be able to defeat the enemy before them, they still cannot retreat. They rushed towards the demonic Allen with gritting teeth—fight, that is the only way to survive!

When one becomes a Malebranche and a Knight of Hell, the word retreat had already vanished in their life—as it was not just a mere shame to them but to the entire world of hell. Turning their backs to their enemies, only death awaits—whether in the enemy’s hands or to the Demon World…!

Thus, even if the front was a bottomless pit of suffering, they still have no choice but to jump into it!

That is what they had already prepared when they have become Knights of Hell, especially becoming the Top Guardians of Hell—The Malebranche…!

Furthermore, even if he was strong, the possibility of them being defeated was not yet engraved in stone—with their numbers, there is still a chance of them winning against Allen. And it is the only chance of survival for them…!

“Kill him!”

Various demons roared and laughed frenetically, as though they were hysterical. However, before the demon's words faded away, a figure dived down from the sky towards the ground, slamming heavily into the ground like a meteorite.

“Boom!” When the figure landed, the monsters around him were immediately sent flying by the terrifying power. The ground immediately cratered over five meters deep.

The demons were slightly taken aback. This figure that suddenly landed had tremendous power. It was none other than Allen, with his lips curling up into a grin—

“Hey, warriors—stop screaming, and let’s talk in the tornado of blood…!”

“…?!”

“It’s Showtime…!”

The word had not yet faded when after landing on the ground, Allen was like a wolf entering a herd of sheep. He immediately charged into the rampant horde of monsters. The Rebellion on his right hand stabbed the ground, and over twenty meters around him suddenly turned into the frozen ground, with countless ice spears striking from the ground, stabbing the monsters around him—dozens were even killed instantly.

Cryaaaaahhhh!!

A snow-white colored blazing firebird appeared from behind Allen, and with its burning eyes, it swept the entire area and flew around. Wherever it goes, charcoal black corpses only remained along with the screams and cries of agony. Allen’s figure flickered, and then without using his sword, he reached out his bare hands at the monsters!

In the next moment!

A large Bull Demon was ripped apart with his bare hands!

A gigantic black ape Demon was punched into meat sauce with a single punch!

A gigantic Cyclops with spikes down its back was reduced to mush with a stomp!

A tiger with ferocious fangs and bone wings had its head dislocated!

A demonic dragon with silver hide had its heart pulled out!

Allen was like an evil god. He darted through the horde at a speed that could not be discerned. With just his bare hands and feet, he brutally massacred the monsters. Not to mention, the firebird flying here and there, as if observing the area and burning and freezing at the same time those demons that were so scared they seemed to retreat back.

Screams, shrieks, alarming cries, and angry roars reverberated throughout the lands in a deafening manner. In a while, the entire plain was stained red with blood. The blood flows like rivers as it runs endlessly, dyeing the black colored ground into red paint. Countless monsters had their corpses mangled, as though the plain had become true hell.

Asmodeus rushed towards her master in worry but she was pushed back by the firebird that had in front of her.

Asmodeus jumped back in shock. She raised her head and look at the firebird only to see the firebird’s meaningful glare;

Don’t interfere!

Asmodeus was shocked.

What?!

“What are you trying to do—?!”

Asmodeus cried out in anger. Her demonic transformation was already blazing in Hell flames. Fury and Impatience colored her face.

Let him vent! But the Firebird only glared at her back with her eyes saying. In fact, this should not have been possible as the Snow Phoenix was not the real body of the Firebird Bennu, then she should not have possessed any capability to control the body of the Snow Phoenix as it is Allen’s incarnation. However, this time she has no choice.

She needed to get out and pacify the situation outside Allen’s Spirit Body. Allen’s Spirit World was slowly being tainted by malice and demonic energy to an alarming level. If not for Lime and the Firebird Bennu’s intervention, the rate of his corruption would be much faster. However, because of this, the Firebird’s Bennu cannot leave the body using her own body—due to this, she has no choice but to connect her consciousness to the Snow Phoenix Incarnation. Although this should have been impossible since this is Allen’s incarnation, thus he was the only capable of controlling it, but due to the fact that Snow Phoenix was originally based on her, she has some connection to it. And with Lime’s help, controlling the Snow Phoenix has become possible…!

The Firebird Bennu within the Snow Phoenix glared at Asmodeus, full of warning; If you want to protect him then let him vent!

Vent?

That’s right, with Allen’s current power, he was able to accommodate himself with the Hell’s Corruption to some degree. However, because of the violence at that time in the Gula County and now, here at this moment, the corruption passed the critical level and became dangerous. It was like a cup being filled with water.

If Asmodeus stops Allen at this moment, it would be as if she was trying to put a lid on the cup which was still being poured by water, it would leak and at worst, the cup would surely burst out.

To avoid this tragedy… he needed to vent it out!!

Allen is now in dire need to vent the excess corruptive power—

Asmodeus immediately understand what is the Firebird was talking about.

The corruptive power he has taken is ‘wrath, therefore, Allen must vent out all his frustration and anger.

Asmodeus turned towards her master, her eyes flashing in helplessness. She quietly looked at Allen wanton killing on the plains as she felt her heart aching for him. She was filled with worry for him.

The silver-haired youth was like a murderous evil god that was venting its infinite anger. He killed monsters without any mercy. He ignored the blood that splattered onto him and frequently ripped the monsters apart. However, his body was still free of blood, only the puddle beneath him was starting to become a small pool.

Redder than the blood were Allen’s blazing eyes. The cold red eyes were filled with killing intent. It was like frozen anger, a killing intent that would never melt.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a massive figure had suddenly appeared behind Allen. With the head of a bear and the muscular body of a man, it has one long horn on its forehead. Its massive hands were wielding a four-meter war hammer, looking extremely ferocious and strong.

When he sensed the surging killing intent rushing towards him, Allen frowned slightly. The demon brandished his large war hammer vigorously before he smashed at him.

The monster’s target was undoubtedly Allen’s head.

"Not to be forgiven!"

Asmodeus heart immediately turned cold.

Her eyes instantly became as sharp and aggressive as a sword.

Anything that attempted to harm her master was not to be forgiven!

However, Asmodeus was too far away and the monster’s power and speed were extremely great. The monster was present at his full strength. He smashed at Allen’s head in an indomitable fashion with Mountain Leveling Hammer!

Even a mountain would be smashed into smithereens by that strike, much less a head!

Asmodeus panicked and hurriedly rushed towards Allen’s direction, in a bid to chase after the hammer that dared to hurt her master. But, just as Allen’s head was about to be smashed into a mess!

Baaang! Suddenly, a blood-stained and pale-white hand reached out at a speed that could not be discerned. It struck the head of the hammer and held it firmly. The enormous war hammer immediately came to a halt, unable to move another inch.

"Impossible!"

All the veins on the demon’s neck began to protrude. His bear head turned purple, but no matter how much strength he used, the war hammer that was in a firm grip did not move even a centimeter.

Although the demon was already expected for him to not be able to kill Allen instantly, he should still be able to hurt him.

But… for this silver-haired demon to take his full power strike with ease…

How much strength does one need to possess to be able to do such a thing…?!