Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 161 Mission: 10-8 "Jackpot!"

"The sinful souls are constantly tossing in the wind. They are floating up and down, floating east and west, like crows in the cold wind in winter—"

Nero rushed forward, his blades pointed directly at Asmodeus. Unwilling to sit still and wait for death, Asmodeus stomped his feet and roared, his sharp sonic waves tearing through his dreams.

The white flower fields of eternal night were ripped apart by this roar, and the monsters roaming Limbo swarmed in, surrounding Nero and Asmodeus. They were grotesque creations born from human memory: blood-soaked werewolves, shambling corpses, and floating eyeballs and brains. Each one resembled a fusion of several horrific impressions, either covered in tentacles or possessing multiple eyes or mouths.

Asmodeus dodged Nero's blade, which struck a monster firmly. The next moment, countless roars and groans echoed as countless monsters gathered around, forming a human wall to separate Nero and Asmodeus.

No, Nero now doesn't have the ability to deal with so many monsters - their number is probably more than twice as many as in Ruo Yemu's dream before. Nero can be dragged to death here!

She had to capture Asmodeus as quickly as possible and leave this place.

Nero then slashed through space with his sword, escaping from the encirclement of the monsters. However, Asmodeus had anticipated Nero's move and completely concealed himself among the nightmare monsters, concealing his presence.

Nero managed to pinpoint its approximate location using its aura, but he was unable to kill the monster and reach its front. Unless he unleashed the Anthem in advance—but then, Asmodeus's prepared attack would be wasted on these small monsters.

How to do?
Without time to think, Nero jumped high, holding the Yama Blade and the condensed Phantom Sword, and fell towards Asmodeus's position in a spin.

"They can never hope for anything: even to be spared pain, let alone to be free from the torment of the wind!"

Nero landed on the ground, and the sword in his hand tore through the surrounding monsters, but Asmodeus fled again as expected. So before Nero could launch a pursuit, he was once again surrounded by endless monsters.

The sticky tentacles and bloody claws pounced on her. Nero gritted his teeth and made a choice between being seriously injured and the liberation hymn.

But at that moment, two crimson magical slashes erupted from behind Nero, piercing her left and right. The monsters were forced back, and the figure who had launched the slashes emerged from the gap torn open by the monsters. He wore a red windbreaker, a greatsword slung over his shoulder, and a pistol in his other hand.

Dante shook his bright silver hair and smiled slightly: "It seems I am not late?"

"Uncle Dante!"

Seeing him appear, Nero breathed a sigh of relief. Without further ado, she explained the situation in the simplest terms: "Nanna is dead. Now only Asmodeus remains!"

"Ha, well done."

Dante smiled, swung the greatsword in his hand, and took a stance, charging forward. Red light continued to condense on the blade. "Is there anything else that's more crucial?"

Nero took a deep breath to adjust himself, smiled relaxedly, and replied: "Don't kill it in one blow!"

So, Dante released the magic power in his hands.

"Roger that!"

He grinned and thrust out the sword in his hand.

The concentrated magic power burst out like a hammer drill, piercing countless monsters and piercing their center. This sharp red light flashed and disappeared, but it was like a landslide, knocking all the monsters in its path away - they flew through the air, half of their bodies turned to smoke and ash.

Right before the blow, Asmodeus was also hit. Before he could even scream, a large hole was already opened in his abdomen.

However, this is not the end for it.

"'Lust' stirs up countless weak hearts—they are like a flock of autumn geese far away from their homeland, forever uttering mournful cries!"

Dante successfully opened the way for Nero, and Nero did not miss the opportunity and directly released the hymn he had completed.

This was her verdict on Asmodeus. At the moment Dante attacked, Nero held his breath, closed his eyes, and once again sank into the depths of darkness.

Amidst the swirling wind, Nero used his magic to grab the swiftly advancing thread and slashed it with his sword. Nero's world fell into silence.

It was a dead silence without sound, an abyss without light.

There is also no time, an "eternal moment" that is fleeting in the blink of an eye yet infinitely long.

Nero swung the Yama Sword, cutting off "time", breaking away from the normal flow of time, and entering the non-existent gap.

In this gap, Nero disappeared from the darkness and silence and appeared in front of Asmodeus.

The blade sank into its heart, and Nero slowly began to count down.

three.

two.

One.

Time flows again.

Asmodeus looked at Nero in front of him in disbelief, and looked at his chest pierced by the Yama Sword.

It could no longer make a sound, and could not even express the resentment and anger written all over its face.

But it didn't matter. It was just another demon that died, for Nero, for Dante, for the world—

There will be no impact at all.

Insignificant, not worth mentioning. Asmodeus's so-called unwillingness, anger, century-long plan, ambition and desire were all so insignificant.

Having pierced Asmodeus with his blade, Nero remained silent, searching for the few remaining consciousnesses within him. Asmodeus' lips moved, but no one paid any attention to his final words. Asmodeus' heart gradually grew colder.

Nero twisted the blade hard and cut Asmodeus's body.

Shoko Toyokawa fell out of the wound.

Then there was another knife, and Ruo Ye Mu appeared.

Chuhua, Hailing, Miaomeng... their consciousnesses left Asmodeus with the power of Nanna and fell asleep on the ground.

Asmodeus' body and strength were continuously divided by Nero, and finally only half of his torso was left, with a dejected and silent head attached to it.

Nero then opened his eyes, threw away the half torso, and then used the Yama Sword to slash and tear it apart.

"Hey, Nero." Dante called out to her, then Nero raised his head and reached out to catch the pistol thrown by Dante.

Dante quietly appeared beside her. He raised his pistol and aimed at the flying body. "This is the right weapon for the final blow!"

Nero raised his pistol in sync, and the black and white muzzles touched each other.

Both men pulled the trigger at the same time.

"Jackpot!"

(End of this chapter)