Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 219 Mission: 08-1 The Incarnation of Power

Urizen, who was sleeping in his palace, opened his eyes.

This palace was located within the heart of the Demon Realm Tree, its bricks made of flesh and blood, its throne made of bones. Urizen, awakening, slowly raised his hand, and the vines connected to his body, which supplied him with magical energy, were drawn in by his movement. With a crisp sound, they fell into the pool of blood beneath the Bone Throne.

Unfortunately, the "moment" he has been waiting for has not yet arrived.

What awakened Urizen was the sound of heavy footsteps. A young man with blond hair and purple eyes swaggered into this forbidden area for humans. Facing the silent owner of this place, this uninvited guest feigned flexing his wrists.

"So you are Urizen? I didn't expect you to be a tree man."

The visitor was merely a mere human, no need to worry about him—Urizen quickly concluded. However, ever since he'd heard from that weak half that Dante had long been missing, suspected of having perished in an incident connected to the Demon Emperor, there was nothing in this world worth his personal concern.

Except for power.

Only strength.

Therefore, such weak and powerless humans were not worth responding to. Would anyone try to threaten or persuade a mosquito buzzing in their ear?
When it comes to insects, Urizen only does one thing.

At the tip of his raised finger, a blue sword light ripped through the air, enveloped in blood and condensed into a shimmering blood-red crystal. The next moment, flowing lava overflowed from it, converging into a blazing fireball. Released by the blood-red crystal, it instantly engulfed the blond boy.

That's right, destruction is the best response to the insects' noise.

Urizen closed his eyes out of boredom, intending to continue dozing until the fruit ripened. But a sound from not far away made him open his eyes again.

"The legendary Demon King wouldn't be only this powerful, right?"

The blond boy, colliding with the torrent of magical power, shattered the solid fireball that could easily blow down a skyscraper with just his fist, and - seemed to be completely unscathed.

But to Urizen, it didn't matter. He'd thought a mosquito he could swat to death had transformed into a fist-sized, hardened beetle. So, he could just swap his hands for feet and crush it with a single, full-force stomp.

His mind moved slightly, and the long sword wrapped in the blood-red crystal released a wave that cut through time and space. The actions of the blond boy suddenly turned into slow motion in Yurison's eyes.

A meteor-like rain of magic power fell from above the boy's head, covering his entire body. Urizen's pupils, emitting a cold emerald light, stared indifferently at the dying man.

Then the next moment, the lavender torrent hit the boy straight and head-on.

This is the end that suits the rude person who does not bow before the emperor.

However, the development of things once again exceeded Yurison's expectations.

Amidst the crisp sound of shattering, the blond youth first shattered the space-time fluctuations covering the area with a single punch, then leaped into the air and stomped on the torrent of magical power that could incinerate mountains and boil seas. Immediately afterwards, he lunged forward, brandishing his seemingly ordinary fist straight towards Urizen, who sat on the throne.

The red crystal suspended in front of Urizen automatically flew over to block the punch. This time, the blond boy finally failed to shatter it with one punch, but after being deflected into the pool of blood, he spat to his side with disdain and leaped up again to strike with all his strength. And so—

The blood-red crystal shattered with a clang. Although the blond boy was sent flying backwards by the shockwave, the scattered crystal fragments in the airwave also pierced Yurison's palm.

At this moment, the "rebel king of the demon world" was completely enraged.

"Just a weak mortal..." In a rage, the vines wrapped around Urizen shimmered with blood, his fury causing the entire Demonic Realm Tree to tremble. Amidst the churning sea of ​​blood, he slowly rose, the demonic blade in his palm gleaming with a sharp light.

"How dare you try those fancy moves on me? You're so brave!"

Under Urizen's will, the blood-red crystals condensed once more, rising into the air. They expanded rapidly before plummeting downward, colliding with the ground and leaving a horrific hole. But Urizen wasn't satisfied. He then unleashed a massive pillar of light that pierced the heavens and earth, as if to ensure that no living creature could survive this blow.

However, his plan fell into vain again.

"Ha, I never expected that." After the crystal, which had completed the attack, returned to Urizen's hands, the blond boy climbed out of the cave and stood in the hall again. He was covered in blood and looked particularly disheveled, but it was clear that he had not suffered any serious injuries.

In front of Urizen, who was silent due to anger, he twisted his mouth mockingly and said with a smile, "I heard that you have top-level strength in the four digits, which made me a little nervous. But I didn't expect that you can only use brute force like me."

"So-called skills...are nothing more than the reliance of the weak."

Urizen, who had recaptured the crystal, continued to pile up his magic power on his fist, and responded coldly, "Strong ones—strength alone is enough!"

This was indeed what he had in mind. While abandoning his humanity and weakness, he also threw away memory, skills, wisdom and other useless things that would hinder his pursuit of power.

For him, strength alone is enough.

Strength itself is everything.

So, just as he wished, the boundless magical power being transformed from blood by the Demon Realm Tree was continuously supplied to him. It was an absolute, unrivaled, supreme power capable of tearing apart continents and moving the stars.

In the face of such power, the tiny human beings before us are nothing but ants.

That's how it should be.

No, that was indeed the case. Urizen confirmed this once again. Although the human before him had been struggling under his attack, it was only a matter of time. His strength was inferior to Urizen's, and he could not pose any threat to him.

Urizen swung his fist down heavily.

"My name is 'Yurisei', but now I don't seem rational at all!"

The blond boy also swung his fist upwards, and the two collided. The roaring shockwave shattered the ground, breaking the vines covering Yurizen's arm.

"I don't have a name."

The demon in the tree spoke to itself in a deep voice, declaring itself with a cold will: "I am only power—I am power!"

"Ha, stop making people laugh."

However, even though the boy was completely suppressed by Urizen and half of his body was sunk into the ground, he still let out a mocking laugh.

"If we really talk about strength, you're not even in the top three among the strongest people I've ever met!"

(End of this chapter)