Omega Summoner

The magic circle that bound the group sucked all their mana dry. Once all their mana was gone, they are no longer rooted into the place. The first thing they did is to replenish their mana since the boss seems occupied at the moment.

The sound of bone cracking and reforming could be heard from the distance as the Mad Warlock’s body is reforming. Even his body started to deform and suddenly reform. The pain that the Mad Warlock Cristobal experienced would make even an elephant die from shock.

The Mad Warlock Cristobal is laughing and screaming in pain at the same time. It seems that his mind is filled with the joy of reforming his body even though it is extremely painful. What the Mad Warlock did not know is that the will of a dark god planted on his mind also started to activate.

“AHHH!” The Mad Warlock Cristobal screamed out loud as his back split open.

Something like wings sprouted at the back of the Mad Warlock and it seemed similar to the angel race’s wings but the color is pure black. The Mad Warlock Cristobal’s body also started to change into a younger looking one as if time is being reversed.

“He sprouted black angel wings. If it is an Asmodian then should he not have wings like yours?” Kabrakan pointed out.

“You see the funny thing about that is angels are actually the copycats. The Goddess of Light was so jealous of the beauty and perfect form of the Asmodians that she almost copied them to the tee. That is the reason why angels have wings of a bird but white. The Goddess of Light does not like black colors as she views it as dirty.” Adrian explained. It was one of the information that the remnant will of Chaos told him.

A few minutes later, the Mad Warlock Cristobal finally changed his overall appearance. If anyone were to describe him then he would be called handsome or even the handsomest person to ever live. Cristobal’s hair now measured until his waist while his finely built body is for all to see. The women in the raid party even blushed.

“This is it! The perfect body! I have finally turned into an Asmodian! I will live forever!” The Mad Warlock Cristobal shouted in his excitement. He even stood proudly as his black feathered wings showed their might.

“You see this, demon! This is the perfect form that I have been dreaming of! With this body, even the demigods could not hold me down!” The Mad Warlock Cristobal shouted with glee.

The Mad Warlock was so proud of his achievement but the half asmodian in the crowd did not seem pleased. Adrian knew that the universe would have announced it if a new asmodian would be born. The remnant will of Chaos told him that the Asmodians were so precious that the universe would rejoice upon the birth of one.

“You are not real. You are fake. The stench of the dark god has filled your system which means you are incompatible with Asmodian blood.” Adrian bluntly stated as he could see energies from the dark gods emitting from Cristobal.

“I did this on my own! You cannot tell me I am fake because this is the perfect body. Kneel before me, peasants!” Cristobal stated as he cast magic that altered gravity. The gravitational field in the room suddenly became ten times more powerful. The Mad Warlock Cristobal is drunk on his power when his own magic suddenly cancelled itself.

“I have been waiting for this moment!” An eerie voice suddenly sounded which made Cristobal wary.

The raid party members could see where this voice is coming from. The eerie sounding voice came from the mouth that suddenly formed on Cristobal’s forehead. The raid party members could see that the mouth was moving and talking on its own, but Cristobal could not find the source of the sound.

“After years of waiting for you to reform your pitiful body, I can finally surface and take control of it.” The mouth on Cristobal’s forehead stated as it laughed heartily. 𝘪.

“What! What do you mean ashaeg…” Cristobal stated. The mouth on his forehead traveled down to his face to replace the other mouth that disappeared.

The Mad Warlock Cristobal eye’s started to roll back and his body started fidgeting. After a few seconds of continuous seizures, Cristobal’s eye rolled back down but something was off. The crazed look that the Mad Warlock had were no more. Cristobal’s eyes became clear but there is a hint of utter disdain hidden in them.

“Finally! After centuries of slowly influencing that pathetic brat, he finally succeeded in creating the perfect body for me to inhabit. Only the body of an Asmodian is fit to hold my godly essence.” Cristobal stated as he raised his hands up in adoration for himself.

After basking in his own glory, Cristobal or the entity possessing his body turned towards Adrian. It seemed to sense something that is similar to himself. .

“It seems a wolf is hiding amongst the sheep. Who knew that the demon in front of me has a high blood purity? I would savor you well as your blood will fuel my thirst for vengeance. That Asmodian Cain will taste my revenge!” The entity possessing Cristobal stated as it started to fly towards their group.

“Protect Adrian!” Levin Cloud shouted and the tanks immediately surrounded Adrian.

“Pesky rodents. Get out of the way while I am still in a good mood.” The entity possessing Cristobal stated as it created balls of condensed gravity in its right hand.

The pressure coming from that ball of condensed gravity gave everyone the chills. They could feel how deadly that attack will be if it manages to connect. Everyone is nervous except for Adrian because he can finally see the results of him telling everyone to be patient.

The ball of condensed gravity dissipated which greatly confused the entity possessing Cristobal. It tried conjuring up more, but it always resulted in failure. It decided to give up and just grab Adrian, but its own body started to break down. Cristobal’s body started to explode in a red gush of blood as he slumped to the ground in immense pain.

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