Reincarnated With A Glitched System: Why Is My MP Not Running Out?

Sylphy’s rage echoed across the entire Miasmic Nest, her new transformation giving her new, dark powers she never thought she could achieve. But it wasn’t all on her own, it was all

because of the sacrifice of her friends, only making her rage even further. The wrath consumed her, as her dark powers and her new Spiritual Heart, a creation of Curse’s sacrifice, fueled her with demonic energies and dark powers directly empowered by her negative emotions.

“T-This is impossible…!”

The Evil God of Dungeons was filled with disbelief as he saw Sylphy fighting, massacring the fourth True Demon with her powerful blows. A Demon with a power equal to a Tier 9 Monster, if not bordering Tier 10, all on her own.

“She should have left crippled for life! And her soul should have been completely disconnected from her body… T-This is…?!” he muttered in disbelief. “Not only has she begun to absorb the divine curse I placed on her through the demonic miasma, but she had gained power from it!”

His manifestation instinctively stepped back in utter shock.

Not even though his millions of years of life has he seen such a perseverant mortal before. Since his concept as a God, since he began spreading dungeons across the world, and since he became the strongest Evil God, that he never saw something like this before.

“What is that thing she has inside of her?!” he muttered. “What is that Curse she has inside of her Soul and Body?! How is it capable of evolving to such an extent?! Who… JUST WHO MADE IT?!”

As he roared, he immediately began thinking that Sylphy’s Curse couldn’t simply have been made by a mortal, not even a Demon King could create something like this.

That is, without the help of someone else.

Other Evil Gods.

“Could it be…?” he thought. “Have those rebels finally managed to create something that could actually be… threatening to me?!”

Rebels, a group of Evil Gods that were exiled by the Main Pantheon of Gods, but not only because they had gone mad, it was because they were rebellious, and desired to change the entire system of the world.

They aligned to the complete opposite moral compass that the other Evil Gods that mostly belonged to the Evil God of Dungeons had and were actively working to somehow stop him.

However, he was too strong, and all of their attempts always ended on terrible tragedies where one of their members would die, or be greatly weakened, falling into an eternal slumber.

“Since the last battle three thousand years ago that they had been awfully silent…” he squinted his eyes. “Could this curse be their creation? A power that can only be wielded by mortals… capable of damaging the gods. After all, she used this very power before, when she fought the Evil God of Abyss and ate a piece of his soul… Back then he pretended it was just a manifestation that was hurt, but he later told me he had been indeed hurt in his soul.”

And the worst part wasn’t that alone!

He could still remember the words of the terrifying being encompassed of abyssal darkness to this day. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

“That damned child! She ate a piece of my soul! She didn’t just destroy it or cut it, she ate it, Dungeon! You have to be careful with her! You must eliminate her as quickly as possible if necessary… Someone like her will only become a bigger headache as she grows stronger.” The Evil God of the Abyss said. “As for myself? Well, I am busy searching for Lolth. If I can eat her, I’ll be able to recover and get stronger. Though, as long as you’re willing to pay well, I’m up for any plans you have.”

He was one of the few Evil Gods that had stayed loyal to him for millions of years, although he wouldn’t work without compensation, his loyalty was true, so naturally, even the Evil God of Dungeons felt slightly angered when his ally was wounded in such a way.

By a damned mortal!

“They’re nothing but the children of those biologically engineered slaves we created to cut the costs of construction and terraforming!” He gritted his teeth. “Why does the world keeps protecting them so much?! Why does the world give them opportunities to grow to this point?!”

As he grew furious as he saw Sylphy fighting the True Demon, he quickly touched the Demon Gate with his hands.

“I have to kill her… I must KILL her right now, or I’ll regret this for the rest of my life!” he muttered. “Lucifer! We have a contract, don’t we? Follow it thoroughly! Stop sending small

fry!”

As he imbued his divine powers into the Demon Gate, it suddenly shook, becoming larger, and larger, and larger, slowly shattering space itself.

And then a voice echoed into the Evil God’s mind.

“My kind aren’t your tools and weapons, Evil God of Dungeons,” the voice said. “We have a contract, yes… But do you think that after the death of Lilith and her retainers, I’ll let you borrow my Dukes? To only send them to their deaths, you bastard?”

“Don’t you want to eat this world anyways? Like you did with Earth?!” laughed the Evil God of Dungeons. “If compensation is what you want, you can have as much divine power as you need! But you must FOLLOW the contract…”

“…There will be one day where you will come to regret your decision of treating me and my kind in such a way, Evil God of Dungeons,” the entity continued speaking. “And once that day comes, we will have our due compensation… Because you don’t deal with True Demons without cursing your very existence!”

“You sure love being a drama queen, don’t you?” laughed the Evil God of Dungeons. “It’s not as if your world doesn’t endlessly spawn your damned kind everywhere, doesn’t it? After you turned Earth into Hell… Stop acting like you care!”

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RUMBLE!

The Demon Gate trembled, as something else slowly began trying to crawl out of it, its giant claws reaching it and beginning to break through the gate, opening it, slowly making it

larger…

Crack, crack…!

CRACK!

“For my dream to create a world where this damned cycle finally ends… You must die, Sylph!”