Vile Evil Hides Under The Veil

1892  One-Sidedness

"Damn, it's kinda difficult to maintain my Sin Series Domains in this body."

Eren mused to himself as he rose and surveyed his surroundings.

Jolly's Profession as an Assassin wasn't versatile enough for Eren to exert the true might of his Sin Series Domains.

Plus, he had only received the Sin of Lust Mark from Eren. As such, the domains related to the remaining six Sin Series Mana were relatively weaker than the Lust Domain.

If it wasn't for Eren's complete mastery over his demonic possessions and Sin Series powers, he would have found it impossible to stack his Sin Series Domains while possessing Jolly's body. It also helped that Jolly had already prepared himself for Eren's possession.

Without waiting to coordinate with Shaai and Yona, he began walking toward one of the S-Ranked entities.

"You know, it would have been difficult for me to fight you if you were a regular S-Ranked practitioner. But look at you! You have a Sin Series Mark on you. That makes my job so much easier," Eren smiled gracefully and remarked, eyeing Ramov.

With a snap of his fingers, the Sin Series Mark materialized over Ramov's forehead in runic form.

Eren then raised his hands and used his index finger as though it were a paintbrush, rewriting the Faustian Contract that Ramov had signed with one of the Sin Series Planes.

In the next moment, Ramov's heart ceased without any external factors.

It appeared as if he had simply chosen to peacefully depart in his sleep as if having taken too many silent poison pills.

Thud!

Ramov's lifeless body crashed on the ground. It was as if all the strings attached to a puppet had snapped, which made it lose its form.

For some reason, Ramov's lifeless form assumed the backward downward dog pose. Eren had to kick his body and make it lie flat on the ground so that he wouldn't have to see the dead guy's dead ass in its full glory.

A deafening silence was spread in the surroundings as the witnesses watched Jolly take care of an S-Ranked entity with nothing but his index finger. He didn't even have to shed his opponent's blood to neutralize him.

"Haaaa!"

"He... he... he is the De— Demon Emperor!"

"Run... run!"

"My liege, I— I didn't know! Please forgive me."

Some of the B-Ranked demonic practitioners panicked when they witnessed Eren in action.

Those who had embraced the Sin Series Marks found themselves unable to access their demonic powers. Instead, the Marks became curses, wreaking havoc on their bodies in various harmful ways.

Limbs turned to jelly, and demonic tumors brimming with corrupted infernal energies sprouted across their forms. Some even lost their senses entirely, while others succumbed to death when they couldn't control the destructive influx of Sin Series Mana into their bodies within Eren's multifaceted Sin Series Authority Domains.

For those demonic practitioners who had willingly summoned demons into themselves, Eren's task was even simpler.

With a mere intention, he altered the Faustian Contracts they had forged with their demonic hosts. In the blink of an eye, the dormant demons within these practitioners seized control and chose self-annihilation.

Eren could have extracted the Faustian Rune Fragments from these low-level demons, consuming them until their demonic consciousness vanished. However, he opted to let them return to the Demon Realm intact.

It wasn't a matter of honoring agreements; rather, the rewards offered by these low-level demons were insignificant to him. The entities Jolly had likened to shrimps were deemed worthless by Eren as well. Thus, he permitted them to pass through his domain unharmed.

***

By this point, Eren had reached Ganthor's position. With a gesture, he compelled the demon residing within the demonic practitioner to emerge.

"My liege, please let—"

"No," Eren flatly refused. "How will I grow if I let every demon go?" he questioned "Hmm. That kinda rhymed. I'm indeed a poet," he mused to himself, not waiting for the demon's response.

Wrath Flames!

With a snap of his fingers, Eren summoned his trusted demonic flames around Ganthor. For some reason, under the effects of the Wearhtful Red Forest, they burned ever brighter and turned blood red.

Ganthor, as an S-Ranked entity, proved resilient against the flames of Wrath. Yet, Eren did not need to inflict physical harm.

Instead, he allowed the flames to consume Ganthor's soul along with the demon that had possessed him.

"You… I'll fucking kill you. Let… let me go."

Despite the demon's desperate attempts to survive, even attempting to launch an attack on Eren in desperation, the latter remained impassive, observing Ganthor's futile struggles with neutral eyes.

The butcher just let the Chains of Avarice surround his body entirely, rendering him incapable of doing anything but scream. One could say that Eren was showing kindness in his own ways by allowing his victims to scream and express their suffering.

"Aaaaaargh!"

As a last resort, the demon sought to forcibly annul the Faustian Contract with Ganthor, destroying his body from within in a bid to escape the mortal plane.

Ganthor's body crumpled to the ground, bearing the marks of demonic wounds that mangled flesh and shattered limbs. Yet, Eren's Chains of Avarice ensnared the demon's soul, preventing its escape from Ganthor's mortal vessel.

Following Ganthor's demise at the hands of the demons within him, the Wrath Flames engulfed his body. This time, they started to seep into the lifeless flesh.

Though the demon screamed through Ganthor's lifeless mouth, Eren succeeded in harnessing a pure Wrath Flame.

The grave threat that had surrounded Shaai and Yona dissipated within a matter of minutes after Eren possessed Jolly's body.

The process unfolded with such smoothness and one-sidedness that Shaai struggled to believe her husband had faced so many demonic practitioners at once.

Could it truly be deemed a battle at this point?

Jolly hadn't even allowed his enemies to unleash their powers.

The whole incident was similar to an S-Ranked entity bullying a bunch of F-Ranked novice practitioners.

Even the two ladies couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for their opponents because they had to face Eren when he was in a hurry.