ess dreary fatigue.
They stared directly into him.

Looking from the bottom to the top, with eyes that didn’t find such a sight worthy of showing visible disdain; with eyes that were looking at the dead.

The demon went into a crazed rage, flapping his flesh-colored bone wings that were packed with the desire to attack, but rather than an attack, it was more like an uncontrolled resistance in the face of a death threat.
“Ahhhhhhh just die ba!” 

The holy light falling on every surface became more and more incandescent, the absolute light almost annihilating all existence.
The surging hymn vocalised notes, and every sound seemed to pierce and burn all darkened souls.

The man calmly stood up from the chair, staring at him with his gloomy, half-shut eyes for a moment.
He stretched out a hand towards him.

Like the Abyss sending out an invitation to the evildoer who wants to step into it.

The next instant——

The cross formed by the light coming through the dormer turned upside down at that exact moment.

The pure and passionate hymn instantly distorted into the murmurs of demons of this world, warning one of the oncoming danger.

The holy light that permeated the church and engulfed everything fractured, and the ceiling dome that depicted the kingdom of heaven in beautiful stained glass shattered, falling down like a shower.
Every sharp blade plunged into the seraph’s extremely sturdy body.

The demon riddled with holes fell to his knees, blood flowing from countless ruptured wounds.
The sockets around his dark red eyes were cracked, full of panic and unwillingness, “How can—?!”

The man stood in the same place, still holding the book in his hand with a graceful and elegant manner like a sermonising priest, abstinent and noble.
But those cold and gloomy eyes, the eyes that even demons feared once they have fallen upon them, looked down* on him.

[T/N: to stand on higher ground]

The low voice sounded like he was already bored.
“So you can only be a demon, and I am the Demon Lord.”

That handsome face was always peaceful.
Ripples won’t appear in the Abyss just because of any existence; it only devours and kills.


He even remained graceful and reserved from beginning to end.
There was no change in the low and cold lethargy between his brows.

“I can’t see it.
Of the foolish and boring demons, you entertain me the most.
If you want to be the Demon Lord, you should go to the abyss to take a long, proper look, and understand what the real Abyss is like.
After a long time, demons forget what Fear and Death are.
You must be very bored ba, let me help you.”

Even if the whole body’s energy system was cut off by the backlash damage, a demon wouldn’t give up all hope.
Finally showing a collapsed expression, he looked at the man in shock and horror, roaring, “What do you want to do to me?!”

This time, the man did not answer him.

The demon struggled to stand up and wanted to escape, but couldn’t move or even look away.
He could only gaze into the man’s abyssal deep eyes, looking at dismal and merciless death reflected in his own soul.

Like so, the slender and perfect fingers gracefully inserted themselves into the heart of the demon.
The intense pain made the demon’s eyes widen and he let out a scream with sound waves capable of destroying the entire Nightmare Border and the two worlds.
But, in the end, not even a gust of wind was produced.

The man also frowned slightly with an expression of questioning, as if such an experience was also weird for him: That’s right, you are one of the five rare Great Demon Deities ah.
This world was composed from your elements.
You were in such great and obvious pain, why did nothing happen? Why did you die so unceremoniously?

However, the half-lidded, dark, pure eyes looked down on him, containing no signs of life for an endless depth.
The trial had already been given.

——En, you should just die like this ba.

In the next moment, the fingers inserted into the heart of the demon pinched tightly without warning.

The heart of the world’s hardest demon which contained cosmic energy was slowly crushed under this strong pressure, but in the most common manner, as one would squish a tomato.

Nothing happened.

There was no turmoil in the world; the land did not fall into the sky.
Only a single dark element in the Demon God’s Amusement Park went out.

The man pulled out his fingers, frowning while looking down at the blood on his hands with his gloomy eyes, as if he was watching tomato juice that had accidentally spilled on his hands.

The body of the demon collapsed, all eight compound eyes* losing their light one by one.
Blood gushed from the hole in the heart like the water in a river, almost instantly submerging the entire church floor.

[T/N: eyes of arthropods]


As one of the only five Great Demon Deities in this world, the seraph’s blood and meat contained extremely powerful energy.
Even for another demon, it was also a seldom-found rare ingredient.

“It is very precious.
After all, viewing from the principle of a progessive decrease in energy in the food chain, cultivating a demon is not easier than raising a pig or a cow.”

Having said that, the man’s frowning eyes directed at the juice staining his hand was nothing alike to the look of someone staring at a precious ingredient.

At this moment, the man’s gaze towards his hand suddenly broke away.
He turned and looked back indifferently towards the doors of the church.
“En, a visitor has come ah.”

In this place full of the breath from the Abyss, even the city lord of the Nightmare Border dared not to take a step onto the edge of the territory.
But today, there were visitors one after another.

“What is it, did you bring a little tail along while you were courting death? However…” He looked at the human who stumbled its way in, and irreverently murmured, “I do quite need a dessert before going to sleep.”

Especially after someone disturbed the drowsiness he spent so long brewing.

The author has something to say:

Eating dessert before going to sleep, Demon Lord, does your teeth hurt?

Takeaway • Desserts • Ye Zun: ……

 

ML’s name: 凛·伊利亚·叶

凛/Lin: meaning cold/shiver with cold/tremble with fear.
The ‘L’ in the pronunciation is almost like a rolling R, but Rin would be the Japanese version of the name. 

伊利亚/Yi li ya: Ilya, Russian name from the Hebrew origin name Elijah.
The Russian meaning for the name (Ilya) is ‘strength of God’.
The Hebrew meaning of Elijah is more biblical if you feel like googling it.

叶/Ye: meaning leaf/(historical) period.
Same ‘Ye’ as our MC Ye Zun’s surname.

 

 

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