Reborn As A Tyrannical Demon Lord
Chapter 96: Small damage without taste

A light suddenly lit up right on my footing, very quickly and produced a small explosion along with a powerful shock wave.

And there was a proper blow to my stomach, driving me away from this guy. When I quickly reopened my eyes, in front of me was only someone standing completely in a demonic form.

So like this he changed his transformation form with a very fast response. It turns out that even dying demons can be fine when they transform into their next form.

His aura became stronger than before, though his form did not seem to seal his entire initial form, like he was joined by a terrifying body that came out from within his own body.

Quickly, he was immediately near me, with a hand that almost landed on my face. I could barely respond to his speed.

The only thing I could do was block the blow to my face with my hand, even though I was flying for tens of meters.

The punch was great, even this pressure was incredible. He then came again with his swift movements, directly approaching me in the air and hitting me firmly on the ground.

It was quite painful, it turned out that my body was not strong enough to withstand a blow with great force without an inferno wall. However, however, as long as I've come into contact with my opponent, I can even move this pain back to him.

My body was completely lying like a starfish stranded on the shore, my right hand and widened left hand were not too big. Crush the arena concrete to hole the ground as deep as one meter more.

And from the sky, he descended like a speed faster than light, a speed from a height of tens of meters that would crash into me. One thing is for sure, I've touched it, now, I can switch positions as I please, just like I always swap my position for whatever object I want.

I think it's similar to the ability Sasuke had with his Rinnegan eyes or something called amenotejikara, or like the exchange ability Aoi Toudou and Itadori Yuji, umm, they also named it Boogie Woogie.

I have a lot of things beyond logic now, but I still think for all of their names one by one. Because the power of Will Power seems to have been allowed by Fyrena for me to use as I please.

So, as I wish, I'm swapping myself back for this guy. As a result, he just crashed onto the ground like a fool.

The opportunity in the sky was not much, I took out a few more strings of hell gates, making it rain down on him by thousands of swords, spears, axes, even knives.

Fyrena also came back to see me in my dream some time ago, the message she said was how I could open the gates of hell, bring something to hell, or bring something out of hell.

Fyrena allowed me to open the real gates of hell, the deepest unending hell behind darkness, unparalleled misery. The next abode is for rotten and sinful souls, those who become murderers, those who become abusers of small children, rapists of women, and infinite evil, he said, a place where all such things would end up in hell.

Then, these swords will also never run out, no matter what comes out of it, spears, knives, chainsaws, arrows, trident, or whatever, they will never run out, keep coming out of hell as long as I keep opening it.

All these things are weapons that are actually used by sinful beings, weapons that they use to kill, all will be recorded on the record of hell. Hell will claim any weapon used for violence or murder as a weapon of hell's treasure.

And it seems that ever since the fight against those people I don't recognize, I opened the gates of hell for the very first time, showering the entire country with countless light-speed sharp weapons.

I don't know if I sinned, when every human being down there would die tragically, even if their mouth was pierced by a spear, their eyes pierced by a sword, I don't give a shit. However, those people were quite troublesome.

I hope that the witches of the human world are completely wiped out, because if they were still alive, there was a chance that they would take revenge on me. That's for sure.

Now, my business is with this white-haired man. After I hit him a few times, he had already directly changed his form, let alone, rather than him having to die silly in his life without using his transformation to usefully.

These swords still rained down on him for a while, I only waited for about nine seconds. That should be enough.

When all the shots were stopped, the gates of hell were closed again, my swords that attacked him again disappeared into dust, heading back to hell after attacking him.

But...

"Who are you looking for?"

His words suddenly appeared behind me.

Just a few moments to fall, I certainly don't want to fall a second time. Really suck.

"May too!! Bastard!"

So, I exerted my energy fully to pull up his left arm, bringing his spinning forward and throwing him down to land first.

"Your punch is .... there really is no feeling lho~" he said with the face of an asshole.

Fighting with a creature like this without much magic is dangerous, but I am just an ordinary demon with the power of Will Power. Combining the two with me would create immeasurable damage.

He fought the pull of my hand again, and kicked me to the point of being thrown somewhere else.

Every time his punch or attack came in, I would immediately return the pain and damage of this blow to him. But I try not to die.

THE BRUAKK!!

We both fell to the ground, but held the position of the horses advocating a foothold. He didn't even manage to get knocked down by me because of his resistance.

"Damn! Trying to kill me, huh?!"

D: "If so, then accept your death in my hands!!"

With the same speed as before, he was moving very fast towards me. This kind of speed would not be seen or even received by the normal reactions of ordinary people. Maybe someone will see us fighting like this like two flashes that move faster than light.

Serving the punch again, if not for a fair fight, maybe I have activated my inferno wall to burn it to the ground.

But, I also must not die just because I have no protective terrain, I just end up like a loser, a loser who relies on the abilities given by someone he does not know.

Dead in such circumstances? What if I was brought back to life in a world more unlucky than the human world?

"No!!"

"I won't accept such an end!!!"

My physical punch without such magic would really have no impact on him, just like a punch that could crack a wall or a wall.

I might not be able to break iron or steel and so, let alone think like that, hitting the wall alone could actually make my hand really hurt, it felt like my bones would break soon.

However, this plentiful mana made me regenerate continuously without end, healing all my wounds and pains with incredible speed.

Being a demon is fun, having overpowering powers like the ones I've always dreamed of in my silly human life, only being able to hallucinate or fantasize before going to bed.

The next punch, I hit his face as hard as I could, completely without any magic combination, I just drained the mana into my arm, making a punch that could possibly destroy all of one's teeth and gums.

But to him, my punch was indeed nothing to feel. And unlike him, without defending my body with my magic power, I was hit by the vault many times.

Every time his attack hit me, my whole body and bones almost broke, if not regenerated quickly, maybe my bones had already been completely broken, and waited a few seconds to regenerate again.

The time of a few seconds was not a long time in a fight like this, a speed like this person would not likely wait a single second. Even half a second of regeneration time for me will not be allowed by him.