Reborn As A Tyrannical Demon Lord
Chapter 138: Bloody Head and Bones

Chaos filled her mind, terrified just by feeling my presence in front of her, but this magical girl would not just die because the body I used was just a picture of me from Vebernhae.

An empty space replica of the dark sea landscape surrounds a piece of land that we are exposed to. Even I could hear a great trembling sound from his teeth, seeing how the doomsday-bearer demonic beings fell asleep in the darkness of the sea of darkness. The faces of the damned creatures of hell.

I untied the chains from his entire body in an instant to let him move freely. Trying to step off the iron chair, the girl fell down as she made her first move, slumping down like an animal dying without food for months.

I approached again before him, creating a chain around his neck that just hooked up to my hand.

"Witch girl .. I mean, my pet girl, what about this name? Sounds amazing, doesn't it?" I said while holding his chin and raising his face to look me in the eye.

"L-L-Take me off.. Please!!" Say it with glazed eyes that will soon shed tears.

"Oh~ of course....."

"No."

HAHAHA.....

I thought it was not good not to touch this girl in the slightest, then I ordered her body to move as I pleased, standing back on the chair to add jewelry to her.

Removing all the magic power that was inside his body and making him feel the mental pressure. My right hand began to touch the left hand of the witch girl, the soft hand of a beautiful witch.

"You think.... Which nail should I start with??"

The girl tried to answer and fight back, but it was a pity that her body would never be able to fight back, I made her say a sentence.

"Please tuan~ any finger you want." He replied in a joyous tone because of him who had been in my control.

Her face was smiling, and there was no resistance to do, I hated seeing someone cry, hence I made her cheerful smile with force of control. Pulling out one's nails one by one is quite painful, but I will pluck ten nails out of ten fingers at the same time.

He handed both his hands to me with just the body control I did, his face was still smiling with eyes streaming tears, I looked back at his face for a moment and laughed, what a look!!!

"Just relax, it won't take long with one pull."

My index finger pointed at both of his hands and in an instant I pointed my index finger upward, pulling out all of his nails in a single pull, until small blood gushed everywhere that even made some of his fingers broken.

...AGGHHHHHHHHHHHH.......

The girl screamed with all her might, even continuing to scream as if her voice was about to run out with a bright complexion that paled like a corpse. The blood that kept coming out immediately adorned his hands and clothes.

SREKK!!

His entire clothes were then torn apart like they were torn to shreds, leaving not a single piece of clothing on his body, completely naked together with the chains that tied his neck to the dog's share.

The black-haired mage must have a universe of consciousness where he could sense the chaos that had come to meet the human realm.

They began to part ways, all that remained was Haumea, the pink-haired girl and a witch man. The magical girl mentioned as Airin has a high level of magic to prevent the destruction of the world.

While a fight was going on between Haumea and the other witches, I came through the demon gate while carrying the naked purple-haired magical girl with dog-like chains before all of them.

"Looky! Awesome!!"

I pointed my index finger at the man who fought against Haumea. Enough of my index finger pointing at him alone was able to make him fly so far sweeping the mountains side by side.

It's nothing, I just named it a little shot.

The pink-haired girl then looked towards her friend whom I had treated a little badly, I just pulled out all her nails, yet I accidentally broke some of her fingers.

"C-C-Cian! T-please!!"

"To–"

I then immediately stepped on his head until his face was embedded into the ground. The pink-haired witch girl with her sickle sword seemed hesitant to help.

"What's wrong? Isn't this your friend?"

I said to the girl.

........

"Let's help him."

The girl did not even answer and was worried about the sentence she had to say, since it was too late, then I pulled this girl's purple hair to make her kneel a little, I did not pluck it quickly.

No need for a last word.

RKCRRR.....

I clutched his head and plucked it out slowly, blood immediately gushing everywhere, and...

KKRAAAKKKKHH!!!!!

The last step was to directly pull out his head along with his neck bone, his head that was severed from his body even fused up to come out along with his spine. Several of his organs also came out while emitting blood in all directions.

Suddenly a high speed came towards me, touched me, and hit my stomach so hard. I knew his name was Akira, he was replying to the same attack as I did, the difference being that he hit quite strongly rather than just pointing the index finger.

Amusingly.

"Flaire?"

"Flaire?"

He continued walking back towards the corpse of his friend, looking together at the expression of disbelief with the reality in front of him.

"Ci–"

"Cian??"

She then seeks out her pink-haired witch friend, but it is unfortunate that the girl has lost, she runs away terrified from the fight for not wanting to die.

In disbelief, his mind in turmoil, the poor man named Akira began to put his hands together to grip his head.

"What's going on?!"

"What the...."

"Hmmmhahahaha..really cowards, your friend has died, they ran away!! How're you? Just gonna keep crying there??"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

A powerful aura slowly surged in all directions, his red eyes shining and immediately covering his entire face with a white mask.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!"

As he was enraged, a fierce energy began to sweep through whatever was around him.

L like it!!! This brat.....

"Haumea."

Then I called his name.

As I called out, Haumea directed a glance at me wordlessly. I want him to go back to Vebernhae and leave a one-on-one fight between me and Akira. But he refused and kept watching in person, choosing to remain standing from a distance.

This may take a bit of a big hit.

The man named Akira began to change with a form of black clothes and a white mask that opened one eye right in the middle of his mask. A powerful earthquake then shook the entire land and issued a red sword along with a fierce energy.

The wind became so strong. Returned my smile and hoped for an interesting fight.

Streams of red electricity surrounded his hands and sword, splashing about and fro as if the sword was capable of sweeping through a continent.

I scratched my finger to shreds and shed a lot of blood, when the blood spilled quickly, and I formed it. The sharp and long sword created from my own blood, this will not break no matter how strong someone hits me.

Ordinary eyes couldn't catch the movement as they did, they were in a position to move faster, and not even half a second, they were close in front of me, the distance between us is very far.

But it was not too late to do the same, I held tightly to the hilt of my red sword that was shining beautifully. The ground or whatever it is will melt when it comes into contact with my sword. I also stepped at the same speed towards him, meeting the sword blade the first time.

The collision of the sword that created a shock wave made the mountains so far move even further from their original position. There were no more plants or trees, there were only rough plains with untold damage. Become a completely barren land.

His body was completely different from before, he was increasing his physical strength. He slightly reverted his position and came back to attack me on the other side.

He's quick....

Very fast!

My sense reaction and sight couldn't possibly lose, I was able to predict all the movements he would make. But after holding his sword with a sound wave, he was unable to touch me. I retaliated again with six one-way punches violently, it was a random and violent punch.

This person ...he is still able to withstand my sword blow with his one hand that holds the sword alone. Me and this guy named Akira kept fighting swords, the speed of the fight was really fun. I didn't expect to receive a million slashes in just a second! Fending off a slash with the Inferno wall alone was enough.

As the positions became completely far apart, I launched a massive attack from my sword, a light created from blood and capable of piercing through anything that was in front of me. My attack speed shot forward and annihilated the layered mountains in the distance of 17km.

One in sight, he was right at the point of my attack, but ran inside the blood light with a single slash that finally created a pathway to approach me. I knew where he was going to attack next, so I created my own demonic hand, a hand that was really hard like this material really never existed in any world.

My left hand became a terrible hand, enduring her blows as she landed and pushing my body continuously backwards. The next move was really hard to believe.

He moved a thousand times faster than before, every slash he launched splitting whatever was there. Even Haumea had already drifted away to the point of being invisible from our battle area. His quick movements actually carried a powerful flow of magic.

Yet I will not let my body in touch just like that, disappearing and disappearing, faster than light and faster than time ... launched my attacks faster than he did.

Faster.....faster!!!!

Sing! Sing! Sing! Sing!

One hundred million sword blows in a second, that's what I did to create a storm. On the final blow, I stopped time and made the whole world freeze without movement and color. The scenery is filled with only black and white.

No one moved, not even a micro-be, as he froze for a second I slid my fist into his face until he flew into space.