Organ rental company in another world

The sphere of light illuminated every corner with exquisite detail, and Dante finally saw the entire thing.

It crouched in the corner, its body gray and black, like solidified basalt, with dense white cracks on its skin. It was about two meters tall and had strong limbs.

A thick, sharp foot grew from between its eyebrows, and its two pale eyes were blinded by the light sphere.

It spat out the half-chewed human hand from its mouth and fled into the adjacent cubicle.

Dante walked over slowly and saw it curled up on a wooden bed, holding half a corpse in its arms.

"It's clearly an evil god, yet it's so terrifying." Dante raised his hand and unleashed a bolt of lightning at its head.

Although this attack did not cause any damage to the evil god, it had enraged it.

With a sudden burst of strength, the evil god crushed the corpse in his arms. The splattering, viscous flesh and blood were blocked by Dante's "Peaceful Age." Before it could even land, the evil god's fist was already upon him.

The fist landed squarely on Dante's face, the wind from the punch ruffling Dante's white hair, but it didn't have much of an effect on him.

A hint of surprise flashed across the evil god's face as he raised and withdrew his fist, continuing to swing wildly.

The air currents generated by his arms stirred up clouds of dust, and Dante stood there and let it hit him for several tens of seconds.

When the evil god stopped and looked at the strange human with suspicion, Dante made his move.

"Blessing of Might" and "Lightning Strike"

A silvery-white magic circle appeared in Dante's palm, and dense, ferocious arcs of electricity enveloped his entire right hand.

The moment the fist slammed into the evil god's chest at high speed, all the lightning contained within it erupted.

boom!!!

The enormous explosion reverberated through the sealed wine cellar, the shockwave sending the debris tumbling everywhere, dust and rubble raining down from the ceiling, and Dante's brown robes fluttering in the blast.

The evil god's towering body was carried away by the terrifying force, its upper body firmly embedded in the wine cellar ceiling, while its feet thrashed wildly below.

The next second, the entire ceiling around the evil god was torn down, and the evil god slowly rose from a pile of rubble, red light gradually gathering in his hands.

Dante raised an eyebrow, recognizing it as the most iconic spell of dark magic—red lightning.

"At least it's starting to look like a demon god."

As soon as he finished speaking, several red bolts of lightning shot out from the sphere, crashing down on Dante.

The continuous explosions were getting on Dante's nerves, but the next second the "Peaceful Times" changed, shutting out the noisy explosions.

Looking at the flashing red light before him, Dante's opinion of this evil god rose considerably.

This guy has the ability that all black magicians dream of: he can generate evil god magic on his own, and in considerable quantities.

For an ordinary dark mage to achieve this level of attack density, even ten blood crystals wouldn't be enough.

This extravagant lightning strike lasted for a full ten seconds, and by the time the red light dissipated, the entire wine cellar was completely unrecognizable.

The walls were covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and pieces of gravel fell from the ceiling from time to time. The surroundings were filled with smoke and dust, making it impossible to see the wine cellar at all.

Dante stood amidst the chaos, his brown robes spotless, not a speck of dust on them.

He raised his hand and dusted off non-existent ash, then gathered a whirlwind with his right hand to blow away all the smoke and dust, only to find that the evil god had vanished.

"Invisible?" Dante closed his eyes, and his detection magic spread outwards, quickly finding the body of the evil god.

It huddled in the corner, motionless, trying to get rid of Dante in this way; it was already frightened.

"That's enough." Dante raised his hand and waved it, a golden light spreading out from his hand.

The golden light shattered into specks of dust, and a golden greatsword appeared in Dante's hand, with three high-purity magic crystals embedded in the hilt.

"Blessing of Might" and "Slicing Enhancement"

After using his magic, Dante slowly walked towards the evil god.

The evil god's pale pupils widened in terror as he stared at Dante approaching, his hands involuntarily covering his mouth.

A golden sword light flashed by, and a diagonal wound appeared on the evil god's chest, extending from his right shoulder to his left waist. Blood gushed out like a fountain, splattering all over the ground.

"Hiss!!!"

The evil god let out the sharpest scream yet, his body almost sliced ​​in two.

It supported its swaying upper body with one hand and stuffed its protruding internal organs back in with the other.

Granulation tissue grew out of the incision, slowly healing the wound.

"It's disgusting. Everything related to dark magic is disgusting."

But Ding raised his sword, intending to strike again, when he saw the evil god surrounded by pulsating red arcs of electricity.

A red light burst forth from its body, spreading outwards from it and instantly engulfing the entire wine cellar.

boom!!!

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

A red beam of light burst forth from the ground, lifting the entire manor up with the arched ground before it crumbled and collapsed.

Large chunks of building debris flew through the air, crashing to the ground and shattering into a pile of broken stones and tiles.

In just a few seconds, the manor was reduced to ruins.

A dark gray figure crawled out of the pile of rubble.

The evil god staggered to its feet, its wounds already healed, and before Dante could emerge, it quickly fled.

The gray-black figure left a trail of afterimages in the wheat field as it ran towards Basel.

A few seconds later, a beam of light shot into the sky from the ruins, and Dante jumped out and looked around.

In the distance, in the wheat field, he saw the fleeing figure of the evil god.

"Damn it, they actually ran towards Baserne."

"Swift as a whiz!" "Swift as a whiz!"

Dante vanished from the ruins in an instant, the peaceful wheat field was parted by Dante's high-speed run, and the next second it was whipped about by the raging wind that followed.

Dante quickly caught up with it, gripping the sword hilt tightly with both hands, ready to cut the evil god in half at the waist.

With a clang, the golden sword struck the blood-red shield surrounding the evil god, shattering the five layers of shield.

The evil god roared, stepped on Dante, and used the force to escape into the distance, generating more shields on his body as he ran.

Dante finally frowned. Although the evil god couldn't harm him, it was now focused on escaping, and he couldn't kill it with a single blow.

As the walls of Basellon drew ever closer, Dante grew increasingly anxious.

If we let this guy into the city, things will get really complicated.

"You bastard, Saint Oran, was this part of your plan too?!"

Dante's forehead veins bulged; although he was furious, he couldn't just stand by and watch his people die.

He rushed to the evil god's side, and a magic circle quickly formed beneath their feet, enveloping the two of them in an invisible barrier.

The evil god pounded on the barrier, smashing cracks into it.

Instead of attacking, Dante prepared his next spell.

"Dimensional Transfer"!

The pitch-black night sky suddenly lit up with white light, just like the scene when Saint Oran welcomed them upon their arrival. An extremely thick beam of light pierced through the night sky and struck the two of them directly.

The wheat was violently shaken by the airflow, and only gradually calmed down after the beam of light disappeared.

Dante and the evil god disappeared, and the wheat that had just been covered by the pillar of light was burned to charcoal, with a ring of flames rising around its edges.

"Fire! Hey! Quick, get some water!"

A farmer, awakened by the noise, rushed back to the cabin and woke up the others to put out the fire.