153. Siertia

“A disgusting Red Dragon stench fills the air. Ustina, you’ve come all this way again. Fufufut.”

A high-pitched voice rang out.

A tower made from the mingled corpses of humans and magical beasts.

She sat upon it, using the tower as if it were a throne.

Yuraness, the Queen of the Dark Elves.

The necromancer, said to be the most skilled in the Demon King’s nation, was looking down at us.

‘She’s not even surprised to see us.’

Yuraness tilted her head upon seeing us.

Without a demonkin guarding her, nor a magical beast army.

She seemed confident that she could handle Ustina and me.

‘Chaotic Gate. Is this the Apostles’ home turf?’

Hwareureureureureu-

Ustina, who had transformed into her Dragonkin form.

Her body blazed with enormous flames.

“That goddamn bitch…”

I could feel Ustina’s rage.

Yuraness was a traitor to the Demon King’s nation.

The Dark Elf tribe she led betrayed the Demon King’s nation and became Knoia’s subordinate.

Thus, while retaining the Dark Elves’ characteristic dark skin and faded hair color.

Her ominously glowing eyes were no different from a magical beast’s.

Ustina’s Demon King’s army had fought fiercely against Yuraness’s forces.

To her, Yuraness must be a nemesis she’d love to tear to shreds.

But Yuraness’s eyes were fixed on me.

“You’re not an Elf, but your face is very familiar. Yes, you’re that arrogant High Elf Lucifer’s son. Hahahahaha!”

Then, she laughed heartily, as if in a very good mood.

“I wanted to keep that High Elf as my slave. She was such a beautiful person. It’s impossible now that she’s dead. But instead, her son can give me some pleasure. Kikikit.”

Kwakwakwakwakwakwang-

Yuraness’s words were cut short.

The enraged Ustina immediately cast high-level fire magic.

Netherworld Inferno.

‘That’s an incredible flame.’

Ustina’s fire magic, as an ancient dragon.

One could truly call her the master of fire, judging by the intensity of its power.

Eighth-circle Hellfire.

A fire with a different demonic aspect than Meteor Fall engulfed Yuraness’s throne.

But a moment later.

Yuraness, who reappeared where the smoke from the explosion had cleared, was unharmed.

“Kukuk. Ustina. You haven’t improved at all. If you keep staying as Yunir’s insignificant creation. You’ll never improve, will you?”

“Shut up! You disgusting traitor…”

I could feel Ustina’s rage.

A massive fury that even surprised me for a moment.

But I calmly analyzed Yuraness’s strength.

‘She easily blocked even eighth-circle magic. As expected of an Apostle.’

She wasn’t a clumsy Apostle like Lamiare.

Dark Elves also live extremely long lives.

She was a necromancer known as the Sage of Darkness.

Knoia had absorbed the knowledge of chaos.

If Pedro was the one who reached the end of martial prowess as an Apostle.

Then Yuraness was definitely the one who reached the end of black magic.

“Still, I’m glad you came to entertain me like this. Haha. I want to show you a happy dream.”

Gugugugugugung-

At the same time as those words, the surrounding space shook.

Old Earth from my memories.

The era of the Great War when the Old Humanity was destroyed.

The surrounding space was filled with skyscrapers from that era when science, technology, and civilization had flourished.

The appearance of the city began to change.

“Let’s get out of here for now.”

I embraced Ustina.

And together with her, I moved away from Yuraness.

“What’s going on…”

“Knoia is an evil being from even further in the past than the High Empire era. From before the creation when the Old Humanity existed. The current Chaotic Gate is a space of those memories and nightmares.”

Ustina’s expression turned pale.

“So, you’re saying Yuraness is casting a large-scale illusion?”

“It’s not an illusion. It’s all real.”

“Damn it…”

We both spread our Dragonkin wings.

The surrounding scenery began to become extremely chaotic.

Not magical beasts disguised as monsters.

But the magical beasts of the power of chaos itself.

Meat chunks that could only be called hideous monsters appeared everywhere, in the air.

Black eyes densely formed between the pieces of meat, watching Ustina and me.

“That’s a terrible… malice.”

She had almost lost her reason due to her anger towards Yuraness just a moment ago.

But now her expression was pale.

She could also feel the murderous intent and malice filling this space.

Yuraness was now recreating that day of annihilation here.

“Countless malice is being revived.”

An era that could not even be imagined in the current Iseland.

An era when civilization flourished to the point where over 10 billion people lived.

But a great war broke out due to the terrible animosity and malice towards each other.

And the cursed new weapon given to them, Mana.

It erased 10 billion people from history.

‘The evil spirits from that time are being resurrected.’

The existence created by the concentrated and condensed malice is Knoia.

The vengeful spirits of the Old Humanity that exist with Knoia’s nightmare.

They were now being revived through that necromancer’s magic.

“It’s chilling. It would be impossible to even count them.”

As Ustina said.

Billions of vengeful spirits rose like smoke here.

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Ustina transformed back into her dragon form.

A great ancient dragon.

And she had risen to the top of the Demon King’s nation.

But she immediately allowed me to ride on her back.

[…]

I could feel Ustina being a little embarrassed.

But she quickly looked around and said to me.

[Yuraness has become stronger in that short period of time. If she has black magic that can summon that countless number of vengeful spirits. It means that no one but us can face Yuraness.]

That was right.

She had surpassed the title of the most terrifying necromancer.

The scene that Yuraness had already recreated was the God of the Dead.

“Geuooooo… euheoeoeoeoeo…”

The vengeful spirits began to materialize.

It wasn’t a large space.

But the billions of vengeful spirits gathered and began to create a terrible demonkin power.

Just like uranium is enriched to use the power of atomic energy.

There was already no place to set foot on the ground.

“A terrible swamp of demonkin power. Even we might suffocate if we land there.”

Ustina nodded as if agreeing with my words.

The space of the Chaotic Gate was about the size of a city.

So, for now, we had to find a strategy to deal with those vengeful spirits.

Therefore, Ustina decided to carry me herself.

‘I would have been in big trouble if it weren’t for Ustina.’

The ground was already so full of the massive amount of vengeful spirits summoned by Yuraness that I couldn’t even set foot on it.

I could fight in my dragon form.

But maintaining the dragon form for a long time consumes that much more demonic energy.

And I wouldn’t be able to use the Lionheart Sword, my most powerful weapon.

‘But if I have Ustina. I can prepare for battle enough.’

Even so, it was true that we were in a more disadvantageous situation than I thought.

But the odds don’t matter.

A battle that we must win no matter what.

Ustina flew even higher.

I thought about the maximum number of moves we had from that sky.

‘I have to perfectly manifest the power of the two main gods.’

The power of Zedin had already been unleashed through Siertia.

The authority of the six gods.

All the authorities of the six subordinate gods representing the Pantheon Six Orders can be manifested through Siertia.

And the other power is the power of Yunir.

Lucia, the incarnation of Yunir, is sealed inside Siertia.

But it is not Lucia who actually manifests that power.

The only one qualified to use Yunir’s authority.

Only the owner of the Grimoire of the Great Demon.

I reached out and summoned Remegeton.

Ustina, who read my will, immediately replied.

[Wrathful Diael-isiyeo. Now is not the time to be stubborn anymore.]

As she said.

The Demon Duke of Wrath, Diael, who has not yet recognized me as his contractor.

If he definitely takes my side.

The remaining Demon Dukes will also be on my side.

The Seven Deadly Sins.

Once I complete the contract with all the Demon Dukes representing the sins of the demons.

I will be able to unleash Yunir’s power on the ground, beyond being Yunir’s Apostle.

‘With my current body, I can handle the power of that main god.’

Just like manifesting Zedin’s power through the medium of Siertia.

Using my special dragon body itself as a medium for blooming.

The unfolded Remegeton stopped at one page.

And from that surface, the Demon Duke, Diael, revealed himself.

A Dragonkin with jet-black hair appeared before me.

“Yulian von Reinhardt. Do you desire the power of the Great Demon?”

“Yes, Your Grace.”

“……”

He was silent for a moment.

The Demon Duke of purebloodism.

He wasn’t being stubborn out of immaturity.

Even if they are the same human race.

Even if their blood can be mixed.

The demon race is a creation of the Goddess of Darkness, Yunir.

The one closest to the pureblood demon race among all the Demon Dukes.

It is naturally not easy for him, the one who is no different from the origin of the dragons, to accept me, who has human blood mixed in, as the true Apostle of Yunir.

“I will no longer be stubborn. The Goddess has chosen you. Then that right of choice does not belong to me.”

And he unfolded Remegeton’s blank page.

Demon words began to be engraved on the white surface.

The demonic seal symbolizing the Duke of Wrath.

He finished signing.

“I will transfer the power of the Great Demon to you. Prove yourself worthy of becoming the master of the power of the great Yunir.”

He finally granted the contract.

And I could understand the meaning of his words to prove my worth.

‘Yunir gave the Demon Dukes the status of a god. It means to be recognized by the true power of that god.’

The moment I sign this Remegeton.

Without any medium.

The pure form, the power of God as it is, will enter my body.

Of course, since I was not born with a demigod body from birth.

It is something that even requires being prepared for death.

[Yulian…]

As expected, Ustina said to me with a worried voice.

But I reached out towards Remegeton.

“Yulian von Reinhardt. I sign my name in the Book of the Demon.”

Soon, Remegeton began to burn with demonic fire.