Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 430 EP. Survive from Despair
Mendes woke up.

Of course, if he didn't wake up at this point, he would be dead asleep, so of course he would wake up. This bloated, slow, yet incredibly powerful "fat man" twisted his body and slowly closed it.

Their shape gradually changed from an amorphous ball of light to a hollow bubble - or perhaps a cage, trapping all six people, including Mr. Dante, inside its body.

“——!——————!!”

Countless Mundus' voices overlapped, their wavelengths canceling each other out, ultimately becoming a meaningless low whistle. But even though the words they spoke were different, they were now united in purpose, working together towards the same goal.

It has to be said that a common enemy is the best way to build unity. Once the Mondes act together, they will truly be a huge wave capable of engulfing everything.

The Spartan family is precisely their eternal and irreconcilable enemy.

Aside from a few Mondes born from the new demonic realm or those who luckily defeated Sparta, they had all been ruthlessly trampled into the earth by the dark demon wielding the magic sword. And among these Mondes, many had also been defeated and humiliated by Dante, this half-human, half-demon.

But now the situation has reversed. He, Mondes, has become the dominant party.

If I don’t take revenge now, when will I?
Then, the many-headed monster took action.

On the inner wall of the "bubble", a sky full of eyes opened, staring intently at the reptiles who dared to disrespect him, them - the "Emperor of the Demon World".

"Ugh, that's disgusting." Nero frowned and got goose bumps all over his body.

She held the Holy Grail she had just snatched and accelerated again.

In front of her, the Mondes crawled closer, trying to block her from leaving. The Holy Grail was the key to their unification of the world, extending their tentacles into the infinite world. They could not let Nero leave.

Infinite magic power slowly gathered and aimed at Nero, who was flying towards her. She was forced to stop.

"Hey, this way!"

Mr. Dante led the charge, attempting a breakthrough from another direction, but this proved equally ineffective. Although the Mondes were now huddled together, with little communication and no leader to rally them, the massive entity's mere counterattack was too much for them to resist. Ripping the world apart to deflect attacks was merely a tactic, unlikely to always work. Surrounded, they had nowhere to escape—they would simply be surrounded and annihilated.

As time went on, more and more Mondes reacted and began to accumulate attacks towards the inside of the cage, and the encirclement surrounding them became tighter and tighter.

Now time is also their enemy.

"Attack with all your strength!" Mr. Dante yelled.

He commanded the crimson phantom sword to dance in the air, and the two Virgils tacitly aimed their swords at the same spot. Now all they had to do was focus on one spot and open a path to survival.

"Damn it!" Mr. Nero stretched out his hands, gathering magic power at the tips of his claws. Perhaps his strength wasn't as great as his father's, but now, more power meant more hope.

Nero also grasped the Yama Blade and created a clone that chanted in low voice: "That roar tore through the dome of hell, flying through the kingdom filled with "chaos" and the ancient "darkness" rule."

Seeing them change direction, the Mondes squirmed and gathered together again, trying to fill the gaps. Countless attacks converged in a chaotic manner, lightning, fire, frost, light beams - all kinds of forces tore through space and surrounded these weak rebels.

They were doomed to fail. Mocking laughter echoed from all directions.

They mocked the vanished Sparta, and the ridiculous rebels before them. These rebels had already lost—lost in this foolish move, and also lost in the fact that the Mondes were so lucky—yes, even fate was on the side of the Mondes, giving the lingering Mondes a huge gift.

"Dad."

Lightning and flames struck Nero's body, as well as everyone else's. Nero looked at Virgil, who knew everything that was happening, and asked if they had any other options.

For example - destroying the Holy Grail in your hand.

Virgil shook his head. The next moment, everyone attacked simultaneously.

The bright flash of a sword tore through the body of a certain Mondes, causing it to howl miserably. But the other Mondes, unconcerned with their fellow's plight, simply released their own magical powers to block the attack. Countless magical shields formed like an impenetrable wall, like fish scales. The torn Mondes' position was quickly shoved into the air, colliding with the blazing swords and shadows.

The earth-shattering sword dance was stopped, and crimson magic washed over the high wall before them like a tidal wave. Two blades—followed by a third world-severing blade—shattered the barrier, but new Mondes quickly filled the gap. Mr. Nero's punches tore countless cracks in the barrier—but that was all.

The harsh low laughter of the Mundus surrounded them.

How jarring.

"Virgil."

At this time, Mr. Dante just calmly called out his brother's name.

"what."

Needless to say, the two of them were in perfect sync. Burning with magic power, they were about to crash into the Wall of Sighs.

"No--!!!" Mr. Nero instantly understood what they were going to do and shouted at the top of his lungs.

——Clang!
There was a sharp metal collision sound, and Nero slammed the sword in his hand hard on the Holy Grail in his hand.

“This is not—” Virgil, who also wanted to burn his magic power for a last-ditch effort, turned around and was stunned.

Nero had no intention of using the Yama Blade to crush the Holy Grail.

Instead, the sword in her hand is——

"It seems you finally figured it out."

A weak voice rang out from the Holy Grail, originating from the broken blade of the cane sword "Samael".

"Of course."

Nero spread her wings, blocking the counterattack from a certain Mondes. Her jet-black wings were instantly burned to ash. She suppressed the pain and laughed, "I told you I'd rebuild you."

Indeed, Samael was once a spirit of the void, a vessel connected to the source. Even if that power is no longer there, if something with the same source exists now—

"Come on, let me see what you can do!"

"Protect Nero!" The remaining few people saw that Mendes suddenly became manic, and realized that Nero was doing something that could threaten them, so they immediately returned to support.

Then, the light overflowing from the cup enveloped Nero.

"No, why am I here?"

Mr. Nero, who was also being protected and swallowed by the light, screamed.

"Dante, Virgil, you—"

Their figures and voices disappeared in the light.

(End of this chapter)