Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 59: Overwhelming Pride (2)

Gelgar thought for a while before nodding “Make sure not to kill him, I want to take his life with my very own hands”. He said as he clenched his hands into fists. No matter what, he wanted to be the person delivering the last blow. The pleasure he got just from imagining it made his whole body shudder in delight.

Mike and Berd looked at each other before immediately flying towards Simon. They had a tacit understanding of each other and knew what the other party was thinking. This was a chance to show their master their usefulness and also an opportunity to amend for all the blunder they have committed until now.

Mike and Berd stopped at a few meters distance from Simon, faced him, and said “Consider yourself unlucky for incurring the wrath of Sir Gelgar… hehe. There will be no salvation for you even after death. If you want to curse someone, curse your inadequacy for not knowing what’s better for you” Mike laughed sadistically.

They both were Demon Baron with impure bloodline; however, from his perspective, Simon seemed dunce and arrogant enough to offend a higher ranking demon.

Berd chipped in “If you had sincerely bent your knees, pledged your loyalty, and gifted that warhorse of yours to Sir Gelgar at that time, you wouldn’t have to go through all this suffering. Truly a demon with a subpar intelligence”. Berd shook his shoulders and sighed exaggeratedly. Since he had seen his master oppressing many other lower-ranking demons like Simon, he could only offer his pity.

Simon with his pitch-black hair fluttering in the air, stared at them with his indifferent eyes and beckoned with his finger “Cut the crap… I don’t have the whole day to waste my time on weaklings like you. If you are prepared then get ready to meet your maker”. Simon who was under the influence of the pride fragment was unable to take even the slightest insult against him.

“What?… You still dare to talk like that” Mike said as Simon’s words ignited a violent fury inside him. Had this demon truly gone mad? he wondered.

“Heh I see. He is so traumatized by the fear of death that his brain is not working properly” Berd snickered. Rationally, he thought that Simon should be afraid now that two Demon Baron like him were facing him together. However, to Berd’s surprise, he didn’t even see a trace of worry on him.

“Doesn’t matter. Our job is to torment him before throwing him in front of Sir Gelgar… Berd assist me” Mike immediately cut to the chase after seeing that he couldn’t affect Simon verbally.

“Yeah”.

They immediately started coordinating before casting a fire magic [Crimson Fireball].

CRACKLE…

A huge fireball tens of meters large took form in the air. The air started distorting as a red hue spread all over the marsh, as the temperature on the floor started to rise. Just the resulting heatwave that spread across the surrounding was hot enough to make the marsh below boil as clouds of vapour started to rise.

[Crimson Fireball] was a novice tier fire magic, which had enough power to severely injure an Armoured drillman with their high defence or even kill them.

Not to mention that the magic was being cast by the combined might of two Demon Baron who had reached the peak of their level. The resulting magic had more than quadruple the power of the original and was double the size. Looking at the fireball, they believed that this magic could even severely injure a Demon Baron until he could no longer stand.

Hahaha, Mike laughed as he roared “You will pay for your arrogance and all the humiliation you had us suffer up until now”. How could he forget all the traps that the demon had laid out for them? It was only because of him that his master Gelgar looked down on him.

MIke and Berd nodded at each other before pushing the magic towards Simon with all their might. The huge [Crimson Fireball] that looked just like a miniature sun, flew over bringing along an intense heat that seemed like it could scorch anything and everything.

Gelgar watched as the fireball which had enough might to even make him serious for a moment, engulf Simon within. BAAANNNGG… the fireball contracted before lighting up violently and exploding.

The energy storm was so great that huge waves rolled across the whole marsh. Flame spread all over the area in a few dozen meters, scorching the air and the marsh along with it. A powerful shockwave spread from the epicentre assaulted everyone along with an intense heatwave.

BANG…

Gourd who was sent flying into the marsh again by the Bloodthorn Demonic Warhorse surfaced from the water and watched the fireball explode onto Simon in delight.

Mike and Berd who were sent a few meters back by the aftershock reeled in satisfaction at the magic’s might. Just when they thought that the demon was seriously injured, they sensed a strong presence from the place where the fireball had exploded.

They looked at each other before suddenly turning their head towards the centre of the devastation, shock plastered in their faces.

Amidst the flames, Simon was still standing in the same place, without even taking a step back. His clothes were mostly burned but other than that there was not even a scratch on his smooth skin. Even after getting blasted by the combined might of MIke and Berd, not even a trace of wound appeared on his body.

Flames still lingered over his body without doing the slightest damage and added another depth to his fierceness. He clenched and unclenched his hands as he felt the power surging through his whole body. “So this is the power of a Demon Viscount” he examined his body that took the full brunt of the magic and was still perfectly fine even after that and couldn’t help but feel exhilarated.

As he had expected, the gulf between a Demon Baron and a Demon Viscount was a big one that was difficult to bridge with just skills alone. Even if he stood here the whole day, Simon guessed that Mike and Berd wouldn’t be able to harm him the slightest.