Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 370 Mission: 10-2 Magic Drink Factory
"You didn't cry in the end."

"Your storytelling skills are terrible."

Nero and Dante walked one after the other into the red building with a huge "V" on the roof. Under the azure glass dome, the four-eyed tumbler mascot looked down at the people coming and going, and was poked by the visiting student groups and made to stagger.

"You just can't cry."

"Your storytelling skills are terrible."

Dante, gagged by Nero's repetition of the sentence, shrugged helplessly: "Alright. So where do we go next?"

"Not really, there's nothing more on the map."

Nero said, pulling Dante along as they blended into the group of visitors, heading inside the building. "But at least we can be sure it's not here... We have to find the beverage production line first."

She pointed to the tall chimney outside the dome, spewing black smoke.

Dante, feeling somewhat uneasy among the students, glanced hesitantly at the heads of those around him who were shorter than himself. He lowered his voice and asked, "So how are we going to get in later?"

"Of course it's the same as always."

Walking through Limbo would minimize disturbance and easily allow them to reach places inaccessible in the real world. As for their previous high-profile appearance in the church, it was because they were aiming for it. Only by being high-profile enough could they disperse the crowds gathered in the church.

"...Most incredible is that our 'Magic Drink of Vitality' has been scientifically proven to reduce fat and increase muscle, helping you maintain a perfect figure. According to incomplete statistics, people who consistently drink it daily have an average weight reduction of 21% and a sexiness increase of 63% compared to those who don't..."

The "tour guide" leading the group chattered endlessly about the factory's most proud products. Nero and Dante followed her onto the escalator and headed to the third floor.

"Do you believe this?" Nero asked Dante.

"Nothing the interested parties say can be trusted, that's my opinion." It was clear that Dante was not stupid at all.

"Then why do you like drinking so much?"

"Because I used to think it was delicious... Come on, it's the best-selling beverage in the world."

On the third floor of the factory, countless transparent glass jars are placed in a regular pattern in the hall, filled with light blue liquid with bubbles rolling around in them - this is the so-called "vitality magic drink".

"Looks like we have a clue."

Nero tugged at Dante's sleeve, grabbed his hand, and whispered, "Let's find a hidden spot. We're going to Limbo."

Dante nodded in understanding.

"Well, ladies and gentlemen, this is where incredible ingredients are combined to create a uniquely tasting, energizing drink..."

By this time, Nero and Dante had separated from the crowd and were heading toward an inconspicuous side door. The unbridled tour guide stopped behind them and declared, "Experts guarantee that all the ingredients we use are pure, natural, and pollution-free. While delicious, its safety and beneficial effects far surpass any other beverage on the market. It's truly a 'treasure of nature'..."

The two of them closed the door, blocking out her voice.

"I really wish I could be as thick-skinned as her." Dante sighed.

"I think you already have."

"No, it's you."

"Children quarreling?" "Aren't you the same?"

Behind the door was a passageway, a long, transparent pipe containing the same liquid beverage as the glass jar. After their usual banter, the two exchanged glances and, without prior agreement, followed the pipe inside.

"That was the blending room just now. The finished product enters these pipes from above, so the entrance for the raw materials is below... We have to go down to find it."

Dante nodded in agreement with Nero. "But how do we get down? It doesn't look like there's a way down here."

Nero walked quickly ahead and replied, "Whatever, there should be a packaging workshop and warehouse behind this... We can destroy it first and then find a way out."

"I see. Let's destroy their stock first... That's a good idea."

He also quickened his pace to catch up with Nero and said casually: "I now understand what you meant before."

"Before?"

"That's what you said, 'There's no point in doing this.' Now that I think about it, it's true. If we're going to do it, we'll do it big. That's the only way to have fun."

As expected, at the end of the aisle, they successfully found shelves filled with sealed cartons, countless of which were printed with the word "Virility". To be honest, if you didn't know, you would think that all the boxes here were aphrodisiacs.

"All right—let's get to work!"

The brutal vandalism was naturally unforgettable. Nero used the power of the gem to dispatch the only guards in the vast warehouse. Then it was Dante's turn to perform. Tall shelves toppled like dominoes, and canned drinks tumbled out of their boxes, bursting as they collided, splattering the bubbling liquid all over the floor.

Then it was chopping, chopping, chopping. Countless beverage cans were chopped open by Dante's weapon, and a dizzying atmosphere gradually filled the air.

“…Is that almost the case?”

Nero called Dante to a halt. Such destruction was inefficient, serving only as a sideshow at best. But it wasn't meaningless. The "aura" that permeated the air was the power released by the demons deep within the factory, used to control humanity.

So, it will also show the way to reach that guy.

The two of them entered the ventilation duct and went down against the flow of wind, looking for the "source" of the increasingly strong "smell".

Then at the end of the ventilation duct, in front of a huge fan, Nero grabbed Dante's hand and took him into Limbo.

There, reality shifted. The glass pipes transporting raw materials transformed into blood vessels as thick as tree trunks, and behind the spinning blades lay a pool of ichor like a molten inferno.

"What the hell…Is this the stuff I've always fucking been drinking?!"

Dante's eyes widened.

"It seems so."

In the center of that seething dark yellow, a half-open door and an abandoned "temple" stood there. It was obvious that this was the residence of the damned demon.

"I have to chop that thing into minced meat today!"

Dante, with a gloomy face, used his axe to clear the way and took the lead in stepping into the ancient space filled with an indescribable charming yet unpleasant smell.

(End of this chapter)