New World
Debt to Shadow Blood

'So you finally gave up?' Shadow Blood's voice inside Alan's mind. From the tone of his voice alone Alan could imagine if Shadow Blood looked down on Alan.

'I'm not giving up... It's just...' Alan's words stopped in the middle of the road. Unable to reveal if he is unable to fight Asmodias.

'Then what's the difference? Now you have come to me to solve the problem you have created.' Shadow Blood replied haughtily.

Alan could only endure his growl. If only his condition was not being so desperate, he certainly did not want to bother asking for help to the arrogant Demon figure that was inside him.

'So you want to help no?' Alan went straight to the topic. He certainly did not want to continue to be insulted by Shadow Blood.

"Well... Alright... Besides, I want to try using the weapon of the previous King of the Demon Nation. But remember..." Shadow Blood paused his words. He tried to emphasize the next word he would say. "You owe me one thing. And I will definitely sue him later."

Without getting an answer from Alan, Shadow Blood instantly took over Alan's body. Alan's gaze immediately blackened by itself. And now he re-entered the dark room he had in mind. There was only one flat screen accompanying Alan, displaying what Shadow Blood saw through Alan's eyes.

"Basic... I haven't said I agree to that debt..." Alan was a little regretful of having asked Shadow Blood for help. Owe to the Demon will certainly never end well. But how else? Only Shadow Blood could possibly defeat the Asmodias.

Alan's body that Shadow Blood had taken over instantly gave off a pitch-black aura. Many times more concentrated than Alan ever put out.

The figure of Alan's body still lying changed slowly. The fingernails of his fingers extended, as if turning into a sharp claw. Alan's eyes turned pitch-black, with a red dot the size of a marble ball in the center. A pair of tiny horns were sticking out of Alan's head, making the robe that Alan was wearing have to gasp.

"Ah... That's a kid too..." Alan's body now floated a meter above the castle fortress. Shadow Blood's face revealed the satisfaction of what Alan had produced. Not even a month and Alan has managed to gather enough Shadow Zone supporting power, Demon soul.. Although Shadow Blood knew that the demon souls that Alan had gathered were still not enough to display the full might of the Shadow Zone, but seeing the growth of the Shadow Zone from the first time he used already made Shadow Blood quite satisfied.

"Tu... Mister..." Flyin who saw the change in form of Alan could only be flabbergasted. He did not expect the real Shadow Blood figure to be so terrifying. The gazes of his two black eyes, showing one thing, Death. It was only fitting that Alan was so reluctant to take out Shadow Blood to control his body.

"Hey Flyin... This is the first time we've met. You are much sweeter when seen in person. Not like I've seen from the flat screen. Haha..." Shadow Blood who controlled Alan's body looked at Flyin with his mischievous smile. Making my feathers flyin stand up after seeing the mischievous smile from Shadow Blood.

"Haha... I was just kidding. Of course you're not my taste Flyin..." Shadow Blood turned his gaze towards The Forgotten Dagger that was in his right hand. He swiped it a few times to slash at the empty space.

"It's incredible..." Shadows Blood muttered that seemed satisfied with the weapon that Alan had.

"Is that the opponent I have to face?" Shadow Blood asked Flyin as he looked at Asmodias who was fighting Azazel in midair. It was obvious that Azazel was so troubled. Azazel had to dodge the attack from Asmodias' spear along with the lightning bolts that were continuously eyeing him.

"Really... Please help Mr. Azazel..." Flyin slightly bowed his body, a sign asking sincerely for help to Shadow Blood.

"Ah... It's gonna be a little tiring..." Shadow Blood muttered and himself instantly enlarged the Shadow Zone. Shadow Blood darted rapidly towards Asmodias and Azazel who were still busy fighting in midair.

"What's? How's it?" Asmodias was certainly aware of the coming of Shadow Blood. But he did not realize that what came this time was not Alan, but Shadow Blood. Asmodias was too busy with his thoughts that contained, how Alan could escape the influence of Silent Wavenya.

Thang's...

One exchange of attacks between Asmodias and Shadow Blood occurred in midair. The clash between The Forgotten Dagger and Abysal Spear for the umpteenth time was different from before. The collision caused strong winds that spread to all directions, making the fire that still burned the courtyard of Chigaza Palace sway. Some even went out partly because of the strong wind.

Asmodias bounced several meters back after one exchange of such attacks. The tremors in the Abysal Spear due to the exchange of attacks were still felt in his grasp. "Who are you?" Asmodias knew that the one who attacked him just now was not the figure of Alan just now. The change in form and the extreme rise in power clarified all Asmodias thought about Alan.

"I'm your god of death!" Shadow Blood charged back towards Asmodias, not caring about the questioning face of Asmodias. It activates the Shadow Zone function to slow the movement of the Asmodias.

Thang's...

Thang's...

Yet every attack given by Shadow Blood seemed insignificant. The famous Forgotten Dagger was as sharp as a small knife that tried to pierce a strong rock when it hit the body of Asmodias. Every single slash or stab that Shadow Blood gave out would only stop two centimeters before hitting Asmodias' body.

"I salute the robe you used." The Shadow Zone muttered as The Forgotten Dagger still stuck 2 centimeters on Asmodias' neck. If there were no protective shield protecting Asmodias, Asmodias' neck would have been pierced perfectly.

"Great... I must admit you are great. Can recognize the source of the protector I have." Asmodias responded to the attack that Shadow Blood had given him with his spear base. Forcing Shadow Blood to retreat by several meters.

While the two Demons were taking distance from each other, Azazel who had been busy with 77 lightning bolts targeting him was done with all his business. Azazel managed to slash 77 lightning bolts that targeted him into 16 precise lightning bolts hit him. The rest managed to slash Azazel using the Brown sword he used.

Although not dead, but still 16 lightning bolts from Abysal Spear that hit him enough to make Azazel hurt. Some parts of his armor even had burn marks, giving deep wounds that would be difficult to heal.

"What the fuck is that? Could it..." Azazel could not help but ask looking at the figure of Shadow Blood. Seeing the physical features of Shadow Blood that are so similar to Alan, Azazel also assumed that his experiment to Alan had been successful. Azazel's question was answered perfectly after he looked towards Flyin, and was immediately answered with a nod of the head by Flyin.

"But..." Azazel judged that there was something unnatural with Shadow Blood. If his experiment was successful, Shadow Blood should be the one Demon that obeyed his orders so much. Even more than Flyin in matters of obedience. Yet seeing the figure of Shadow Blood now? Azazel hesitated if his experiment had been successful.

"When will you be silent? Let's help me finish him off! I don't have much time..." Shadow Blood shouted to Azazel who was impressed to daydream himself. Though Shadow Blood was fighting seriously with the Asmodias.

The voice of Shadow Blood also returned Azazel's mind that had flown to the experiments he had made. Turning back to the figure of Asmodias that he and Shadow Blood had to face. Azazel magnified the brownish aura that enveloped him, and directly attacked Asmodias. Helping Shadow Blood to finish Asmodias.

"Two to one? Where's your justice?" Asmodias smiled wryly seeing the Demon and Fallen Angel working together to kill him. Asmodias also questioned the attitude of justice that should be shown by his two opponents.

"Haha... Does the Demon nation understand justice?" Shadow Blood certainly felt that the words Asmodias were a crisp joke. No Demon understands the meaning of the word justice.

"Well, if you don't want to be fair... Let me make this fight fair." Asmodias scribbled down a few rune letters in the air using his left hand. While his right hand still grasped the Abysal Spear which continued to fend off the attacks from Azazel and Shadow Blood.

"Shadow Puppets!"

Asmodias whispered after he finished writing the Rune. Asmodias' body glowed reddish for a while, then dimmed slowly.

"What are you doing?" Shadow Blood was certainly confused by what the Asmodias were doing. There was no change at all after Asmodias finished writing the rune letters.

"Make this fight fair..." Asmodias sly smile emanated at the tip of his lips. Along with the completion of the words Asmodias, there appeared over 20 black shadows flying behind Asmodias.

All the black shadows have one resemblance, which has the exact same posture as Asmodias. It was just that they all did not have a color like Asmodias, everything was purely dark. It was as if the shadow of Asmodias had come out from within the ground and formed a duplicate of itself.

"Here you say fair?" Shadow Blood felt that what the Asmodias said was a huge mistake. Twenty more shadow puppets plus Asmodias had to face Azazel and Shadow Blood. What part can be called fair?

"Aren't I questioning the same thing? I think it's fair... Because I don't know the true meaning of justice..." Asmodias waved his hand, making all of his shadow puppets move to attack Azazel and Shadow Blood.