Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 424 Mission: 03-7 Sparta Assembly

In the distance, Dante saw the tree.

It was a massive tree that soared into the sky, its color a pale mixture of scarlet and blue. Bright lightning surged within it, transforming into branches and leaves before tearing them apart and fading into the chaos.

Who is fighting there?

Then, a wild shockwave rolled in, bringing with it billowing clouds of dust. It tore through the earth, stirring up dust and sand, transforming it into a thick, filthy storm of blood that filled the sky and blew Dante away.

An exhausted Dante was caught off guard by the storm and swept into the air. After tumbling twice, he transformed into a demon and escaped. Soaring above the storm, he gazed into the distance, his heart in turmoil.

"That is……"

In the shock wave just now, he clearly felt that the collision of the battle was mixed with a magical power that he was very familiar with.

That was his magic… but it seemed different. Something vaguely reminiscent of the power of the Spartan Blade was mixed in, yet it was also different from the Spartan Demon he transformed into.

But it was all within the margin of error. Everything about that explosion told Dante that there was someone out there who was very similar to him, maybe even identical.

There was nothing much to say, he had to go and see.

Dante had been trapped in the demonic realm for an untold amount of time, much of it spent in a coma. Realizing that Mendes seemed about to break free from his seal, he took the Spartan Blade and returned to the hideous temple deep within the demonic realm. Expecting an easy journey, he defeated the awakened Mendes without much effort—but what followed was still baffling to him now.

After he defeated Mendes and banished him outside the two worlds once again, a huge force tore apart the entire demon world.

And that was the last thing he remembered. The chaotic void tore the world apart, shattering the entire temple into a swirling kaleidoscope. The reappearing aura of Mendes reflected and multiplied within the swirling kaleidoscopic world, becoming immensely powerful—so powerful that even Dante was terrified. A cascading roar heralded the rebirth of the Demon Emperor.

Then Dante fainted.

When he woke up again, he was still in the Demon Realm, but he could no longer find the way back. He wandered in the unfamiliar wilderness until he returned through a demonic gate to a completely unfamiliar real world, and only then did he vaguely understand what had happened.

Although he still didn't know why this happened.

In short, it was a pretty strange world. Dante was pointed at and exclaimed, "What a true authentic character!" He was even dragged to a comic convention and asked to sit on a chair for photos... It sounds like Dante was a big star in that world.

That world seemed to lack demons, and the corresponding Demon Realm was also empty, seemingly newly formed after that impact. I wonder what Dante there—not Dante, supposedly the Son of Sparta—did to become so famous. But that's not really important. Anyway, Dante eventually returned to the Demon Realm and sealed the Demon Realm Gate and the nascent Demon Realm Tree, which should have been enough to keep that world safe from threat.

Of course... the premise is that Mondes must be defeated.

Dante later wandered the Demon Realm for a long time, until he found the missing Spartan Blade near the ruins of the Demon Realm Temple. He then continued to search for his original world... until now.

The second... or third Dante he'd learned about? Whatever. Anyway, Dante had to go and see first.

Dante flapped his wings and flew over.

The mushroom cloud gradually dissipated. Virgil and his companions straightened their collars, dusted off the dust on their bodies, and stood on the edge, looking at the center of the battlefield, which had turned into a bottomless pit.

At the bottom of the pit, Mr. Dante stretched out a hand from the dark mud.

He emerged from the ground looking rather disheveled, like a ghost from hell. However, despite his disarray, the collision could technically be considered a draw; neither Nero nor Mr. Dante was truly injured. It was simply that the collision had centered on Mr. Dante, which was why he was blasted underground.

Nero, having untransformed, flew down and reached out to the dark "claw" that stretched out from the ground, reaching toward the sky. But the hand waved away, rejecting her help.

"Then you will come out by yourself?"

The hand gave a thumbs-up.

Nero retreated backward, and Mr. Dante emerged from the ground with a puff, like pulling out a carrot. The next second, rising magic power transformed into a storm, blowing away all the stinking mud and blood from his body. Mr. Dante stretched out his hands to the sides of his head and used magic to fix his scattered hair on top of his head.

temporary.

"Huh~" He sighed, then twisted his neck to look at Nero: "That's really exaggerated. How many good things have your father and uncle given you?"

"Not much," Nero answered honestly and sincerely. "Gilgamesh, the 'Devil May Cry' sign, and the fruit of the Demon World Tree. That's all."

The first two were understandable, but the third one made Dante's eyes widen: "You ate the fruit of the Demon World Tree?!"

No wonder she's so strong. But how did she do that? Urizen wouldn't give up the powerful force within his reach just because Nero was his daughter.

Thinking of this, Mr. Virgil looked at the Virgil in another world in shock, but he only saw him say calmly: "Actually, it's not a gift from me. She snatched it from Urizen herself."

"?!"

Maybe this is what they call "comparing yourself to others will make you feel thief."

Mr. Virgil knew what he was doing. He knew the man in front of him was just showing off. But what could he do? He couldn't just say, "Oh, then you must be much weaker than me." That would be even more embarrassing, as he would lose both the person and the team.

We can only blame Mr. Nero for not working hard enough.

"?!" Mr. Nero immediately glared at Mr. Virgil who was looking at him.

Mr. Dante was also feeling a bit suffocated at the moment. If this had happened to his brother, he would have gone up to him without hesitation and said, "How can you lose this? Hahaha." Unfortunately, there was a layer of relationship between them, so he couldn't say anything.

That would only change the subject. Mr. Dante, hands on his hips, said a little stiffly, "Then let's call this a draw. Give the old man some face."

After all, she is so strong now. What will happen when she grows up to be Dante's age?
Admitting a draw means you've already lost.

And it was at this moment that the last person finally arrived.

"Draw?" He said in disbelief. "Who vs. who? Is this true?"

"Uncle Dante?" Nero raised his head and saw the red figure.

(End of this chapter)