Chapter 8:-DEMON LORD MALAKOTH
"SO human how is your Plan going on " (with a harsh voice).
"What Plan milord ?"
"Don't play dumb son of Lucas do you really want me to say?"(With gruesome voice).
"How do you know " (with a cold face).
" What did you take me for Hmp….
"Don't underestimate the demons..with trash " ( loud voice and grim face).
"Ha … after some silence..the demon you are here for is not me "..
"Then who is it"his eyes cold.
"It's a demon called bafari , lives deep inside forest , eating children alive he has gain some strength so wrecking havoc ".
"How can I believe you" well it's your choice hahaha hahahah
"He feeds on people cry, a really sinister demon , having an ugly face ekkkkk..!
Take this demon he will help you..
He can transform into anything.."
"Why are you doing me a favour"
"Don't be mistaken human it's just the debt I have repaid you for unsealing the demon Lord"
"Okay , I understand " .
"
As he said that he and that demon left for
Deep inside the forest as he ordered the demon to transform in an young child "
"
He didn't even care to ask his name as he knew he was going to get killed "
After some time
Grrr… grr…
"Oh it's been days since I had children " said the demon
As he attacked that child ,
Waaa..
Splash..!
As he was eating that child head , that demon child looked at Gazel asking for help crying .
But Gazel had different plan going in his mind .
As soon a that demon eat him
Gazel gathered his Arsen beneath his foot and shadowrend.
From behind..
Slash…
As he cut that demon leg…
"Ahhhh Ahhhhhhhhh waaaaa.."
As soon as he cut his leg..
"Power of God Azagroth" as he swing his sword fast
All the slashes from sword went against that demon .
Again By absorbing the sword energy he
Transform into that ironic form again equipping Dark hound.
He he swing his sword spelled "power Of God Azagroth"
Again all slashes went against that demon not only cut him in pieces but that entire surrounding was destroyed…
Ahhh . Now I can feel happy enough….
Hahahah hahaha raaaaaaaaa...
He was angered by how powerless he was against Amayamon ….
He suddenly remembered he needed that demon head …Ahhhhhhhhh now I have done it sigh….
As he picked all the blood spilled there with little remaining of demon as he
Rushed towards the Morris clan ..
"We will meet again Amayamon "
"Ah so you have returned this early"
"Yes pratraich "(acting shivering)
Where is that demon head ? He asked
Pratraich take this ..
As he handed that …
All silence…..
Why have you done ..?Lucas asked
Gazel told him every thing except his meeting with Amayamon.
"Ah so to save that child you killed him ruthlessly hmmm ..that makes sense …but still not plausible.."
Well what's done is done, then I shall give you a reward befitting your hard work …
Ask what you want ? (Looking proudly)
"Pratraich I don't have that big of ambition but let me travel Across the Mershal city for 10 years as I shall return to you after roaming there".
Mershal city , a city of magic , ruled by magician as Gazel energy the magus family awaits there it is also the place where the first magician Acalde soldiyo was born.
"Okay do as you wish"(looking disappointed).
As he moved out the main hall
He suddenly move to the communication hall .
"Call ron "
"As you wished young master" he replied..
Ron where are you ?
He replied "yes young master I am currently completing your task as I am awaiting you in Mershal."
" Okay just book an inn there "...
"Yes young master "
"Ahh.. now let's complete my task here "
As he rushed towards teller room.
"Knock..knock ".
"Come in Young master " he said
" Sir teller there is something I wish to discuss with you"He asked
"Yes you are free to" he replied
"Lend me some of your men"..
"Ohhhh finally is it time ?"...
"It is " ( with a grim face )
" I shall support you In every way I can" he replied with a sly smile
As Gazel was ready to destroy magus clan.
Meanwhile in magus clan….
Soriarity hall….
"Pratraich the young master of Morris clan Gazel is arriving in Mershal "(with a deep tone)..
"Hahahah hahaha hahahah
Thank you for always supporting me Ron "
'He shall face his death…pratraich with my hands …."