Family heirloom, then turned into a demon girl

Chapter 409 Mission: 01-8 End of Song
Dense tentacles grew into a forest before Mr. Nero, but he pressed forward regardless, letting the roaring flaming sword rip apart anything in his path. Magical radiance gathered on the crystal, and Urizen was about to unleash his relentless barrage, but the next moment, instead of the shrill whistle of magic crushing the air, was met with small explosions and the crisp crackle of shattered crystals.

The bullet that Azure Rose had shot into the crystal was finally detonated.

The sudden interruption interrupted Urison's counterattack. Then Mr. Nero rushed out from the smoke, waving his dark blue claws and grabbing the scarlet crystal.

"I told you to look at me more, you—"

His demonized claws suddenly tightened, and the unmatched force shattered the outer barrier of the crystal, extinguishing the magic power that Yurison wanted to control the crystal, and cracks instantly covered the outer shell of the crystal.

“—shit!”

The moment he roared, the crystal completely shattered, and the flying fragments were like a crystal blood-red flower blooming in the air.

Nice job.

Nero, in mid-air, heard the perfectly timed shattering sound and couldn't help but smile. She opened her eyes, taking in the perfect moment, and then closed her hands, interlacing her fingers to grasp a ball of twinkling starlight.

"Behold, the head of Chaos is about to be burdened with destruction!"

She sang, "Hell opened its mouth wide and welcomed him in, to keep him and his gang from ever seeing the light of day again!"

The light shattered in her hands, and the clone, waving golden wings, rushed out, transforming into two intersecting sword lights that pierced Urizen's body. Urizen was repelled by the shining sword light and nailed to its immortal throne.

Then the sword light transformed into singing and a brilliant aurora-like light, wrapping around Urizen, who sat paralyzed on the throne, like a chain. That voice, also coming from Nero, uttered a sighing chant:

"Behold, the bottomless hell—this custom-made abode, the home of sorrow and pain."

It was not until this moment that a wound burst open on Urison's heart, and blood bloomed like flowers in the air.

Mr. Nero, who was watching all this happen, slowly stood up, twisted his aching shoulder and back muscles, and released his demon transformation.

"……Wow."

At the same time, he let out a sigh with mixed emotions.

Urison struggled to raise his hands, but ultimately failed. The massive wound on his chest completely robbed him of his strength. He opened his mouth slightly, but only blood flowed out, without a sound.

It had lost. Completely and utterly. The rebellious king of the demonic realm now sat like a stray dog, paralyzed on the throne.

With a soft sound like bursting bubbles, Nero, also freed from her demonic transformation, fell from the sky, landing as lightly as a silver-backed black cat. Her feather-light silver hair slowly gathered behind her, cascading straight down like a waterfall.

"This guy seems to have something else to say?" Nero tilted his head after landing.

"I guess he can't say anything good." Mr. Nero sneered and drew his gun.

Indeed, the words were rough, but the truth was there. It was unlikely that what Urizen could say would have any nutritional value.

Looking at Mr. Nero, who was about to attempt a finishing blow, Nero blinked in confusion. Based on her previous experience, this demonic tree should have been summoned to the small garden along with Urizen. Therefore, Urizen, like V, couldn't have died completely here. Now... aren't we starting yet?

The violent tremors that followed told Nero that the attack had indeed begun. Seeing the white light appearing from above and below, Nero immediately ran out without looking back.

"Let's go." she said to Mr. Nero.

"Huh?" Mr. Nero turned to look at her, then looked at Urizen, whose body was also emitting white light and gradually disappearing. He fired a shot tentatively, but as expected, nothing happened. He then remembered that V had been in the same situation before.

The Demonic World Tree's vibrations were becoming more intense. No matter how much he tried to stay here, it would definitely be dangerous. Mr. Nero no longer hesitated and turned to chase after him.

Sure enough, the entire Demonic World Tree disappeared as if melting in the white light. The two people who fled in a hurry jumped out of the big hole created by the Demonic World Tree on the ground one after the other, just in time to witness the last moment of the Demonic World Tree before it disappeared.

"...It's really gone." Mr. Nero turned his head to look into the pit, but he couldn't find any trace of the Demonic World Tree. He then looked around, and the onlookers began to put away their phones and cameras, sighing with a mixture of relief and regret.

The problem was solved, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. He, Mr. Nero, had saved Red Grave City single-handedly, without relying on Dante. All those who survived were his credit.

What do you mean two people? Two Neros are still Neros, so they can only be considered one.

"Well, it probably won't appear again."

Another voice brought Mr. Nero back from his intoxicating sense of accomplishment. He turned to see the silver-haired, black-dressed girl next to him also peering into the hole. Of course, they weren't the only two doing this. Many in the crowd were still desperately thrusting their eyes and cameras into the hole, hoping the police would stop them soon.

"By the way, your hair color won't change back?"

Only after he asked the question did Mr. Nero vaguely realize he was being foolish. It was normal for a Spartan family member to have silver hair, and besides, wasn't it okay for things like this to be okay? Shouldn't the more crucial issue now be the whereabouts of the Demon World Tree and Vergil?

"Hmm? This?" Nero seemed a little confused by his rather abrupt question, but he still replied, "It will change back in a while."

"Oh, like this."

After the bad start, the atmosphere became a little tense. However, the sudden ringing of the phone broke the tense atmosphere. Mr. Nero knew that this passionless ringtone was definitely not his phone... After all, his phone card was useless in this world.

So Nero answered the phone.

“Ah, Aine?”

Mr. Nero frowned instantly. This wasn't right. What kind of Mandarin was she speaking? Why couldn't he understand?
"Yeah, it's taken care of. How are you guys? Are you all okay?"

It wasn't an illusion; she wasn't speaking English. Or was it an international call?
"That's good. I'm really sorry to bother you this time. Hmm? Oh no, no, where are you now?"

After chatting for a few more words, Nero hung up the phone. She turned to look at Mr. Nero and said, "Sorry, I called a few friends to help this time, I have to go find them next."

After a pause, she asked, "Do you want to come with me?"

(End of this chapter)