Bab 139: Chapter 139
C 139
–Voldemort–
"My Lord! She killed Bellatrix!" Lucius screamed next to him.
"I know!" Voldemort shouted back at him while not taking his eyes off the Angel! She was the single greatest thorn in his side he had ever had. Even Dumbledore had never infuriated Voldemort as much as Layla had. What was worse, was that Voldemort could clearly see that the Angel had gotten stronger.
The first time he saw her, she had only four wings. Now she had TEN! Voldemort knew that had to mean something! He had begrudgingly read the bible after facing her the first time to try and gleam any weaknesses of Angels. Of course, none were written in the blasted book. What he did find out though, was that the more wings an Angel had, the stronger they were!
"What should we do?" Lucius asked him again.
"Don't stop the ritual! It's our only chance at killing her!" Voldemort commanded all of his Death Eaters. They all fearfully nodded at him and continued chanting.
"Will the ritual really work? How do we know we can trust those foreigners?" Lucius asked. He was talking about those strange people who approached him a month ago. They called themselves 'The Hand' and dressed like actual cartoon ninjas… Voldemort almost killed the filthy muggles for daring to even seek him out, but then they told him they knew a way to beat the Angel. Apparently she had killed the son of their own 'Lord.'
Their Lord had sent Voldemort a gift. It was a way to fight against Layla's Light with HellFire! The Hand gave him a ritual that would allow him to summon a demon from Hell to slay Layla! This particular demon was also used to be an Angel himself. He should therefore know all of her tricks and how she fights!
It took a month to prepare all of the ingredients and sacrifices necessary to summon Belial. They were so close, and yet Layla had to show up right before they succeeded!
…
I wasn't sure what that ritual was, but it felt wrong. The pentagram in the middle also usually implied that either Devils or Hell was involved. Were they trying to call forth a demon from hell to our world?
"Any idea what that satanic ritual they're doing is Layla?" Natasha asked me as she drew her gun from its holster.
"I think they're trying to call forth a demon. Which is bad obviously. As for which one, I honestly have no idea? I also don't know if we can stop the ritual without adverse consequences."
"Well? What do we do?" Natasha asked.
I thought about it for a second. "We can ask Sorceress Supreme I guess." I replied.
Natasha raised a curious eyebrow at me. "And how are we going to do that? Does this sorceress have a cell phone?" Natasha asked jokingly.
Honestly, I had no idea if she actually did have a phone. I was leaning more towards the 'no she does not category.' Good thing I didn't need one to contact her.
A purple portal appeared right next to me. I comically stuck my head inside it. My head popped itself out right in the middle of the Ancient One's office. It looked like she and her apprentice Heather were currently having tea time. Both of them were gaping at me.
"Hi Layla!" Heather greeted me cheerfully as she snapped out of her shock.
The Ancient One took a second longer to collect herself. "In the future, please refrain from portaling directly into my study unless it is an emergency. What is it you need?"
"I found Voldemort and he's trying to summon some kind of demon. I don't really know what to do here? Can I just kill everyone and stop the ritual or…?"
Heather's eyes widened when she heard me mention Voldemort. The Ancient One let out a tired sigh. "Why do these foolish dark mages always end up summoning demons…" She lamented as she stood up. "Stay here apprentice, I shall return."
Heather looked like she wanted to protest about not coming with me but I stopped her. "Heather, remember what we talked about. You're 15, you don't have to go around fighting dark wizards. Let me handle Voldemort. This time he won't get away." I reassured her before pulling my head back.
Natasha was staring at me weirdly. "Your portals are overpowered if they let you just go anywhere at any time…"
"They sure are."
Voldemort, to my surprise, was just glaring hatefully and hadn't made a move to attack while I was distracted. Not that anything he could do could even work on me anymore. At my current level, I now realized that his supposed 'Ultimate Class' level of power was a lot more inflated than I first thought. He had the ability to cast a single Ultimate Level spell at most, but the mana cost would probably kill him. To be honest, I don't think he even knows any spells of that level anyways. Fiendfyre was pretty much the Wizarding world's most destructive spell.
A second later the Ancient One stepped out of my portal and I closed it behind her. She glanced around quickly. "Interesting. They are trying to summon Belial. And it appears they have succeeded."
"Belial?" That name sounded vaguely familiar.
"He was an Angel that fell from heaven. Instead of going to the underworld or joining the Grigori, he fled into the Hells. There he bathed in Hellfire and turned himself into a true demon. He currently rules over Gehenna." The Ancient One explained. "The ritual they are performing is already complete. It basically uses the souls of all the mortals participating in it to call Belial forth."
"Why are they still chanting then?" Natasha asked.
The Ancient One shrugged. "I'm not sure. Maybe they were tricked by whoever gave them the ritual?"
That could be. I wouldn't expect any of the stuck up purebloods to ever be willing to hand over their very souls to a demon. Even if Voldemort himself commanded them to do it.
My thoughts were cut off when I felt a burst of powerful dark magic emulate from the ritual circle!
"Prepare yourself. He is coming." The Ancient One said.
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Bab 140: Chapter 140
C 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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