Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 402 Mission: 01-1 Red Tomb City Shock

The violent roar of the engine exploded throughout the street, as if a manic beast was roaring towards them.

Nero drove a motorcycle "borrowed" from an unknown good man, rode this violent beast across the blocked lane and approached the crowd watching there.

When Nero saw the thick tree roots piercing the road and entwined in the middle of the road not far away, he knew that his trip to the Red Tomb City was indeed a good choice.

The scene before him was all too familiar to Nero. The roots of the Demonic Tree pierced the earth, taking over the city, absorbing blood and growing strong. In a few hours, once the tree's roots were completely free of the seal, it would begin preying on the humans in the city, unleashing demons and turning the city into a brutal killing field.

It will turn this city with a population of over a million into a lake of pus and blood, and then condense it into a small fruit, dedicated to the One who sits on the throne at the heart of the tree—

"...Urison." Nero said in a low voice.

Even now, Nero subconsciously refused to consider Urizen and Vergil the same person. This wasn't to absolve himself of his father's guilt, but rather stemmed from a more fundamental consideration: what kind of existence could be called "the same person"?

Share the same name? Then Urizen has already abandoned the name "Virgil."

Shared genetics? Then Virgil and Dante would be the same person, while Virgil and Urizen would be truly different.

Sharing the same memories? But Urizen didn't have Vergil's memories either. All it remembered was the obsession to become stronger and the name "Dante."

So, do they share the same soul? Not entirely. Urizen's soul was incomplete. If it hadn't failed, it might have become something completely different from Virgil in due course.

Do they share the same social connections? Ah, that's an interesting direction, but Virgil doesn't have any other social connections besides Dante. So if Urizen really killed Dante, would he and Virgil no longer be the same person?
Nero didn't know much about philosophy, and every time he thought about it, he could only come to the conclusion that "Urizen originated from Virgil, but he is not Virgil."

To put it more simply, this view is roughly equivalent to "Urizen and V are two children born from Vergil's self-division." In this way, Urizen also becomes Nero's brother.

It's a bit weird. And considering that these two guys can reunite to form Virgil, it's even weirder. So it's best not to impose human ethics on this relationship.

As mentioned before, Nero's separation of Urizen and Vergil wasn't meant to absolve him of responsibility. Vergil, still in a split state, couldn't take responsibility, so it was Nero's responsibility to stop it.

Anyway, it has already been done once.

Nero drove sideways and slammed on the brakes, the tires screeching against the cracked road. The people watching near the tree covered their ears and turned to look over.

Knowing that demons existed in this world, they remained completely unaware of the unusual situation before them. It was hard to say whether to call these people fearless or foolish enough to seek death. But Nero wouldn't blame them. Even if these people died foolishly, they didn't deserve to die at the hands of the Demonic World Tree.

"Step aside."

So Nero just said this coldly, got out of the car, pushed away the people blocking his way a little roughly, and came to the roots of the Demonic Tree.

"It's okay, there's still time."

Nero took a deep breath, a determined look on his face, and leaped down from the gap between the tree roots. "Wash your neck and wait, Urizen!"

Nero had barely landed on a branch to gain a firm footing when two hideous blood-sucking worms swarmed him. But for Nero, these insignificant demons couldn't be held back even for half a second. Drawing his weapon from his back, Nero spun, slashed, and charged, instantly reducing the two demonic worms to pitch-black stumps and crystallized blood foam. Red magic stones, extracted from human blood, were scattered across the ground, waiting to be thrown into the roots of the Demon Realm Tree.

"Is that all? Okay."

Nero looked up at the pipe carrying blood overhead. Knowing he still had plenty of time, he didn't rush. He slowly pulled a piece of bubble gum from his pocket and popped it into his mouth as he walked forward. After chewing for a while, a large white bubble slowly appeared in front of Nero's mouth.

His skills were becoming increasingly refined. With a sense of pride, Nero casually grabbed a flying bloodsucking insect that had crashed into him from behind and slammed it forward. With immense momentum, it and the other one it had hit shattered into a cloud of blood. It seemed Nero had been discovered, and it was unknown when the news reached him. The demons circled around him.

But to Nero, it was really boring.

"Come on, who's going to lift all the babies?"

Nero complained helplessly. Because the seal on the Demon World Tree had only just been broken, the demons that coexisted with it were also newly born. They were indeed a bunch of immature babies. According to Nero, they had to at least grow to the level of the Schistosoma Queen before he could beat them up.

Now these... To put it bluntly, if Nero transforms here now, the aftermath can shock them all to death.

But after all, these were all he could offer, and Nero had no choice. After hesitating for a moment, Nero sighed and said, "Alright, alright, I'll play with you guys for a bit. Just consider it a warm-up."

Nero stabbed the long sword in his hand into the ground with his backhand, gripped the hilt, stretched out his hand, and bowed formally.

"Shall we have a dance?"

At the same time, Nero secretly activated the music player on his mobile phone via Bluetooth, and a powerful rock song started playing.

The music was like a signal for the start of the battle, and swarms of demon insects rushed towards Nero, pushing and shoving each other.

At this moment, Nero twisted the hilt of the sword, and tongues of blazing flames burst out from the engine on the sword, carrying him forward.

“Ahhhhh!”

Nero laughed and turned around, dragged forward by the greatsword in his hand, while grabbing a blood-sucking demon insect and rubbing it on the ground, and just as he said, he danced "street dance" to the music.

The kinetic energy in the blade burned out, and Nero slowly slowed down, thrusting the sword into the ground again while twisting the hilt again. He grasped the sword and flipped in the air, smashing the demon in his hand into the ground, turning it into pus. Then, the greatsword behind him came crashing down with flames and kinetic energy.

A loud bang shook the entire Demonic World Tree.

(End of this chapter)