Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 382 Mission: 13-2 Son of the Devil
In an instant, the dance floor transformed into a trampoline at an amusement park. The ground vibrated like a mattress filled with springs, sending Nero and Dante flying through the air. Multicolored lights filled the air around them, and the shadows on the walls cheered and jubilantly, as if countless people were actually watching Nero and Dante's "performance."

"You said you wanted to warm up, so I'll leave this to you?"

"You can't rob me even if you want to!"

Dante spoke, launching a spinning flywheel into the air. The flywheel, imbued with angelic power, sliced ​​through the demon's massive form as it landed on the dance floor, splattering green liquid all over the floor.

Then Dante reached out and tugged, stopping the flywheel's rotation and transforming it into a grappling hook like a snake's mouth. A chain materialized from thin air, connecting the grappling hook to the other flywheel in Dante's hand—which, of course, also instantly transformed into a different shape, dragging Dante in that direction.

The fat man holding two meat saws was pulled by Dante and flew up along with the ground. Dante came in front of it and punched the demon underside, which was as bulging as a water ball, making its heavy body stay in the air. Dante fell to the ground and was also bounced back.

Then came another devastating Rising Dragon. This blow was at least several times more powerful than the previous one, sending the demon spinning in mid-air like a top before plummeting off the dance floor.

But how could Dante let it get away like that? Instantly, the chain reappeared, and Dante hooked it onto the steel pipe on the stage to secure it. After the grappling hook bit the demon, he forcibly pulled it back.

He grabbed the steel pipe and spun several times, constantly accelerating. After the demon finally flew to his face, he turned his weapon into an axe and cut the demon into two pieces with one blow.

Then Dante leaped out and landed gracefully.

Nero's comment on this was: "It can be seen that you have indeed read a lot."

This pole dancing has a certain charm.

At the same time, the snake-belly sword in her hand danced wildly in the air as if it had come alive, tearing the demon's body into pieces and throwing it out of the dance floor - she didn't want to see this guy explode into a pool of green pulp.

"Is this what you feel?" Dante was a little amused.

Even though she saw the demon she had sent out being easily defeated, Lilith's voice was still full of ease and teasing: "It seems that it is still a little too simple for you? Then let's try something more advanced..."

As it spoke, the dance floor shifted further. The surrounding walls quickly dispersed and receded, and the sound and light transformed into vibrating waves of light that danced back and forth in the void of Limbo. It seemed as if Lilith was about to play a game of "Boys and Girls Go Forward" with them.

Well, it could also be "Angels and Demons Rush Forward", but it's something similar.

"so sorry."

But Nero's voice interrupted it. A pale blue magic erupted across the dance floor, and Nero's demonic form appeared. She said, "But I'm not going to play games with you."

She spread her wings and soared into the sky, tearing through Limbo like a blue meteor. Although Lilith controlled Limbo, stretching the space inside infinitely, Nero still rushed forward regardless, the cold light of the sickle in his hand flashing -

He caught Lilith, who was hiding in the depths of the light, and ripped her open.

"No! You damned—"

The distorted space returned to its original state, and Lilith fell to the dance floor like a torn leather bag, rolling on the ground. "How ugly," Nero said, transforming back into a human, scythe slung over his shoulder, and spoke with undisguised disgust. "Mundus really has a heavy taste."

"Obviously, Sparta's aesthetic is much more normal." Dante also echoed.

Lilith's face, as she fell to the ground, caught their eyes for the first time. Her human appearance was clearly just a shell, her skin wrinkled and sagging, like a snake's slough forced onto her body. After being torn apart by Nero's scythe, the demonic flesh within struggled to sew the outer layer together, but it was unable to do so.

Oh, and it's bald. After being knocked away by Nero, the wig on its head also flew off and now landed in the middle of the dance floor.

But Lilith was still breathing. She struggled to turn over, propped herself up, and uttered a gloomy and angry voice: "Well, since you're so eager to die, don't blame me—"

Without a word, Dante pulled out the shotgun he'd scavenged from Virgil's safe house and shot Lilith in the face. But Lilith simply leaned back like a corpse, otherwise showing no reaction.

A magical force far greater than its own surged from deep within its body. Instantly, flesh bulged from Lilith's ripped open stomach, and an arm thicker than its waist tore through Lilith's body, extending from the bloody mist.

In an instant, Dante opened his mouth in shock, stared, and took a step back.

"What the hell?!"

He asked subconsciously.

Nero also stepped back a few steps and stood beside him, carefully gripping his weapon. "It seems this is the highlight of the night."

Lilith's belly contains Mendes' offspring.

Now, the child tore through its mother's body and "grew" from it. First, its arms, then its torso, and finally its feet. This demon, literally "flesh and blood" connected to Lilith, raised its head, revealing a face with three enormous eyes and rosy cheeks. At first glance, it looked somewhat like a baby. However, its bluish skin made its rosy cheeks and red lips look even more disgusting.

Dante stared at the scene in front of him, his lips trembling and his cheeks twitching. "...Phineas called this thing a fucking 'little baby'?"

It was at this moment that the baby stretched out its body completely. It lay on the ground like a frog, and was five times as tall as Dantes.

Then, Lilith, still connected to the baby, was wrapped in the squirming flesh and blood and slid into its belly. This scene was somewhat counterintuitive.

"This guy is very strong, be careful." Nero reminded Dante.

Dante, still recovering from the shock, replied in a wooden voice, "I know."

Even though it hasn't been truly born yet, the demon baby in front of him has already somewhat demonstrated his talent as a descendant of Mondes - he can also be called the "Prince of the Demon World". While waving his thick right arm to beat the ground, he can also use the small third hand on his back, which is of unknown origin, to gather magic power and cast spells.

The magic stone held in that hand flashed, and disappeared from the spot with the Son of Mondes.

(End of this chapter)