Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 68 Mission: 11-2 The Sinful Demon
Even though they are not heroes and their names have never been recorded in history, they are still just this level in the end.

Ramer's thousand eyes scanned the surroundings, and he felt that the large holes gouged out on his body had begun to repair rapidly, and he thought indifferently.

Nero's final blow failed to injure Lamer as severely as he had hoped. The wound inflicted by the phantom sword looked terrifying, but it only accounted for about 5% of the Demon Pillar's massive body. Since it was a flesh wound that failed to injure the interior, it could only be considered a minor injury and would be quickly repaired.

The only thing that bothered Lamer was that the human had completely vanished under the incineration attack. This should have been perfectly normal—the power of the incineration attack, released through the True Name, was undoubtedly comparable to that of some super-sized Noble Phantasms. Turning a mere human into molecules was a piece of cake. Yet, Lamer still felt something was amiss, like a thorn in his heart.

Essentially, the Demon Pillar is merely a self-regulating machine, operating according to a program. It lacks a self, and naturally lacks the "intuition" of living creatures. However, Lamer fled from the Amyrlin Throne for the reason of "not wanting to die." Does this mean it's starting to resemble a human, the creature it once hated the most?
Amidst this turmoil, Lamer sensed that the Demon Pillar Fulfull's reaction had ceased outside the Great Barrier. It was truly strange. He had witnessed the strongest Heroic Spirits within the singularity enter the cave. Who still possessed the power to defeat the Demon Pillar?
"He fell on the eve of dawn."

Despite this sigh, Lamer felt no sorrow for Fulfull. He was simply happy that his compatriot had fulfilled his duty as a Demon Pillar. Its death outside meant that at least three exceptionally powerful Heroic Spirits had gathered there, making the birth of a new king a foregone conclusion.

But the next moment, a bone-chilling coldness drilled out of Lamer's body - it suddenly realized that it had forgotten someone.

Mephistopheles. Its power is weak, even weaker than some stronger magicians. But it also carries the deepest mystery, seemingly hiding its true name.

Lamer knew it couldn't be trusted, but he still subconsciously underestimated it because the power it showed was so weak. But the direction this guy left was exactly the same as the direction where Fulful was.

Could it be that it did something?
Before Lamer could figure it out, a terrifying force erupted from the depths of the cave. That force was evil, powerful, and carried a terrifying aura of destruction, something that no heroic spirit could possess.

Under this force, the mountain shook, the rocks cracked, and the trees collapsed. The broken trees and boulders rushed to the coast, blocking the collapsing entrance of the cave.

Then, from the depths of the earth came a long, angry, and soul-stirring dragon roar.

"Dragon? How is that possible?"

Even the distant cannon fire was ignored by Lamer. After all, a purebred dragon is a fantasy species among fantasy species, possessing infinite magical power, an indestructible body, and eternal life. Even Lamer, a demon pillar, couldn't guarantee that he could single-handedly defeat a fully grown dragon!
A pseudo-dragon with only dragon bloodline could not possibly possess this level of power. The one that appeared where Pavone was was undoubtedly a real dragon.

If we were to talk about strength alone, then Pavoni was naturally far superior to the dragons—except for a certain being considered a formidable enemy of God. However, Pavoni and the evil dragon weren't the only ones there. Lamer knew that the Judge, who was inextricably linked to Pavoni, was now its greatest nemesis!

"It seems that this is not part of your plan?"

"Who?"

Within the wound that Lamer was repairing, a figure pushed aside the flesh and blood that entangled her and stood up. She shook her wet golden hair, used magic to evaporate the mucus covering her body, and took a deep breath of the air filled with magic.

It wasn't enough. Feeling the intense, irritating, arrogant, and corrupting evil energy around her, the blonde girl stretched her body, absorbing the dark demonic energy with every inch of her skin.

This was, of course, Nero. She had survived the terrifying sea of ​​flames, her clothes nearly completely burned. And with her breath, a dark blue cloak woven from magical energy quickly enveloped her fair form.

At the same time, because countless demonic energies were absorbed by Nero, countless red and black lines appeared on the cloak.

Normally, Nero, caught in the incinerating flames, would have been emaciated, even if she didn't die, so she naturally wouldn't have had the energy to use magic to protect her clothes. However, after absorbing the power of the strange magic stone, the tiny magic stone growing on Nero's chest underwent some unexpected changes.

Its red color deepened, but its surface became brighter and brighter, like a drop of glowing blood. It was then that Nero understood what it was.

Born from the absorption of the demonic energy of "Pride," this magical crystal is a pure crystal of "Original Sin" that emerged after Nero absorbed the magic power within the demonic energy. This growing crystal can transform Nero's magic power into the demonic energy of Pride, allowing her to enter a special state known as "Sin Demon Pride."

Of course, that's after it's fully grown. But even if it's not, it can still allow Nero to control the arrogance of the devil, just like now -

Let the dark demonic energy and the magic cloak combine to form a red and black "Sin Armor".

Nero just used this method to block the burning flames with condensed demonic energy at the critical moment.

And now, with the support of endless demonic energy, Nero's power is inexhaustible. It is time to officially sound the clarion call for a counterattack.

"A second arrogant cub? ...No, how is this possible?!"

Ignoring Lamer's question, Nero leaped into the air and drew the Yama Blade again.

She was dressed in noble black and red armor, with a bright blue cloak trailing behind her. She raised the blade in her hand and sang: "Bright Star, Son of the Morning!"

Endless demonic energy transformed into pitch-black stairs, becoming her stepping stone. Nero descended the stairs, and a phantom sword, tinged with blue and black, fell like a meteor shower, covering the sky. "Why have you fallen from heaven? You who would have conquered the nations, why have you been struck down to the ground?"

She didn't want to spend too much time on Lamer, because she knew in her heart that if she wanted the Pride Stone in her chest to truly take shape, she still had an enemy she had to defeat.

That is the true master of these evil spirits, the ruling beast, Pavone.

　Good news—Nero's evolutionary path has finally been unlocked!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)