Castlevania of the Pigeons from Fairy Tail

Chapter 11 Various Intelligence
Besides, doubts also arose in the jackal's mind.

It's not surprising that his explosion spell could kill Franmars.

Although Franmars is known as the "Hard Armor", what he is really good at is absorbing spells to resolve the enemy's damage. His own defense is not strong.

Ethel is different. When he uses the magic sword spell, his already strong demon body will be covered with a layer of steel defense.

It was not so easy for the jackal to blow up this layer of defense, at least not with just one explosion, but now he had done it.

When did I become so strong? Or was it that Ethel was too careless and didn't defend herself just now? Or maybe...

The jackal thought of the "demon king" who was controlling his body at that moment. Could it be that this person's possession would increase the power of my own explosive spell?

Naturally, he couldn't get an answer from Endymion.

However, his guess was very close to the truth - after seemingly being unable to use his physical body, the usually crazy him began to use his brain.

Endymion is far more powerful than the Jackal, and when he possesses him, it naturally gives the Jackal a certain boost.

At the same time, the possession magic will fully squeeze out the original potential of the jackal, accelerate the consumption of his spell power and physical strength, and achieve the effect of an explosion in a very short time.

Anyway, Endymion did not hesitate to use the jackal's body and cursed power. If they were wasted, the worst that could happen was that he would just change the target to possess.

Silver is his backup body.

Now that he has killed another target, he should lock onto the next target.

Endymion once again opened a portal in mid-air, walked in, and came to another space.

But this time the jackal was surprised to find that Endymion had found his previous target again - Franmars!
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After being killed by the jackal's explosive spell, Franmars was surprised to find that he was not resurrected in the core of hell, but was reborn in that strange dark space.

The giant underworld beast Alegria had long since vanished without a trace.

Not only that, all the injuries on his body disappeared, and even the armor that was supposed to have been lost at the place of death was put on.

The jackal suddenly attacked me. I wasn't reborn in the core of Hell, but here. The underworld beast Alegria disappeared. All my injuries disappeared, and my armor was restored...

What is going on with all of this?

Franmars paced back and forth anxiously in the dark space, his one eye rolling in his eye socket, and he no longer had the playful look he had before.

However, after staying in the dark space for a while, he tasted the bitter fruit of his actions.

The dark quagmire grabbed his legs and pulled him down. He struggled with all his might to break free, but the entire dark space seemed to want to swallow him up, leaving him without a foothold.

Only then did he look at the door behind the stone tablet again.

It seems that the underworld beast Alegria was swallowed by this dark space and no one knows where it went.

I'd better not stay here any longer. There are too many strange things here. I must first meet up with Lord Maldo and the others to report these situations.

Especially the situation with the jackal.

So he quickly broke free from the tearing of the dark quagmire, jumped towards the door and opened it.

The portal sucked him in and spit him out into another space.

As a result, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a big hand pressing on him and heard a familiar voice in his ears.

"Franmars, see you next time."

what?
bang——

Before Franmars could react, the explosive spell mark had already taken effect, once again blowing his head and neck into pieces! Seven seconds later, the demonic body disappeared from the spot.

The jackal was confused.

No! Another one died at my hands? And it was that Franmars guy again?
There were still many confusing questions in his mind, such as why was Franmars here? Why did the "Devil King" choose him as his target? And so on...

But no one will answer these questions to the jackal.

Because Endymion was in a hurry, he had already opened a new portal and set his sights on new prey.

Demon City is his home turf. As the Demon King here, how could he neglect his “guests”? —
Ring, ring, ring——

Every time the "Dark Monk" Keith walked, the ring on the staff in his hand would clink with a sound. Coupled with his religious attire, he seemed to have a bit of Buddhist nature.

However, all that glitters is not the beauty.

The empty eye sockets in the skull beneath the hat and the evil nature that always lingers around his body confirm that he is not a compassionate person.

He is one of the demons, skilled in "necromancy", that is, manipulating the dead bodies of the undead.

However, when he was assigned to a place at the bottom of Castlevania through the portal, he soon discovered that his necromancy was ineffective there.

Because here... there are no undead!
Although it is unbelievable, this is the fact. No matter how Keith casts the necromancy spell, there will be no response.

Even those lives he had just killed would not succumb to his necromancy.

He even lost his "death bond" to "Absolute Zero" Silver, which means that Silver will either be completely destroyed or regain his freedom.

No matter which point it was, it was hard for Keith to accept.

Fortunately, there is good news.

Firstly, his power as a demon is enough to run rampant in the lowest level of Demon Castle. Secondly, he finally reunited with a companion from the Nine Demon Gates not long ago.

That was the "disaster" Storm who was walking beside him at this moment, a strong and powerful demon from the Nine Ghost Gates who looked like a lion with its fluffy mane shaved off.

Storm's thick finger suddenly pointed in a direction and said, "Keith, look over there."

Keith looked in the direction of his finger and saw a huge stone wall in the distance, and a door under the stone wall - the familiar Anywhere Door.

"Looks like we've reached the end of this level." Keith's mouth was sewn shut with fine thread, yet he could still make a muffled sound. "I just wonder how many more levels there are above?"

Storm touched his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "There's something even more troublesome... After entering that portal, we'll most likely be forcibly separated again."

"It's no big deal." Keith leaned on his cane and walked slowly towards the portal. "I'm not afraid of walking alone. Are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid either." Storm followed, looking calm. "Perhaps Lord Maldor and the jackals who went ahead are already causing a big commotion on the second floor."

"Maybe." Keith responded dully, unwilling to say more.

Stormy didn't intend to let him go, but asked, "There's something strange here. Your necromancy spell is no longer effective, right?"

"You noticed it too?" Keith glanced sideways at Storm without stopping.

"I killed a monster," Storm explained, "and then seven seconds later, I saw it suddenly disappear, leaving only this on the ground."

He pulled a long, sharp tooth from his pocket and handed it to Keith.

(End of this chapter)