Modern World Warlock-Chapter 66: The Incubus, Erebos

As soon as Dante pulled out a creature from the rift next to him, the whole nightmare shattered like a glass panel, waking up everyone in the house.

Megan opened her eyes and instantly bolted out of her room, making her way to Dante’s bedroom and opening the door.

When she entered, she found the warlock holding the demon by the neck, pinned down to the floor.

The incubus had small horns and a bald, somewhat oversized head. His face looked wrinkly and unsettling, with narrow eyes and a long nose.

His skin was dark gray, seemingly coated with a layer of grease that made the ugly creature slightly glisten.

"Is that the incubus?" Megan asked.

Dante nodded in confirmation, squeezing the demon’s neck tighter as the rest of the roommates gathered outside his door to look.

Sophia flipped the light switch on to get a better view, and when the group was able to detail the monster, they felt disgusted and unsettled by his appearance.

"H-Hellslayer…" The demon muttered, struggling to get the words out as Dante kept his tight grip around his neck.

Without letting go, Dante brought the demon downstairs and went out to the backyard, where he threw him on the ground.

"Abyssal chains," the warlock muttered, producing obsidian chains that rose from underground and ensnared the demon’s extremities.

The incubus shook his body, trying to get away from Dante to no avail. Looking up, he saw a cold, condescending stare that made the ugly creature freeze in fear.

"W-why are you here!?" the incubus asked, his voice sounding like that of an old man who had smoked for over fifty years.

"Did you just ask me a question?" Dante replied, his tone severe and slightly sarcastic.

The demon bit his lips with apprehension and looked away from the warlock’s gaze, thinking of a way to negotiate his escape.

Megan and the other roommates were watching from the back door. While the brunette seemed a little indifferent to the scene they were spectating, Sophia seemed troubled by it.

The blonde had never seen Dante with such a serious look on his face, and the way he acted with demons was utterly different from how he treated other people.

Anytime Dante hung out with Sophia, he was soft-spoken, polite, lighthearted, and charismatic. Now, however, she saw the warlock’s ruthless side—unforgiving of any demon.

"Black flame," Dante muttered, making a finger-gun gesture with a small black flame lit at the tip of his index finger.

"You know who I am, and you still tried to use my own nightmares… It’s personal now," he commented.

As Dante released the fire on his finger right into the demon’s head, his entire body began burning while screeching, leaving a small pile of dust on the grass.

The group spectating stayed silent, not knowing what to say, prompting the warlock to break the ice.

"I suppose that takes care of the Scarlett Bullets…" Dante said with a smile, which Sophia could see was hiding sadness behind it.

The blonde remembered the scene she saw in the nightmare, where the copy of Dante entered the castle with a desperate expression, kneeling and crying.

She knew that wasn’t the real warlock, but if those were his nightmares, she believed they must have had some meaning.

When Dante went back inside, Megan called Camille on her phone to tell her about the recent events while Sophia fiddled with her hands.

"Umm…" The blonde muttered.

"What’s up, Sophie?" The warlock casually asked as if nothing had happened.

Without saying anything, Sophia gave Dante a tight hug that caught him by surprise, embracing his back and placing her head against his chest.

"I just thought you might need a hug…" she muttered, her voice muffled by Dante’s clothes.

The warlock let out a gentle smile and placed one hand on the blonde’s back, returning her hug and feeling genuine gratitude for her concern towards him.

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Inside a dark cathedral on the outskirts of Novis, Sabelio stood before the demon Astaroth, who sat atop a pile of hundreds of bones.

"My king… Erebos is dead," Sabelio said with both reverence and stress.

"I see. They’ve found a way to hunt him down…" Astaroth replied, his tone deep and severe.

"He said he was going out to feed himself, but he never returned," the old man explained.

"Then, it will be our turn to act soon. How bothersome… I would have liked to feed on souls for one more year or two," said Astaroth, standing up from his bone throne.

The demon gave the order for the Ruby Vipers to "go all out." Meanwhile, Astaroth was going to speed up the process of his life siphoning.

The country of Novis had been going through a small outbreak of an unknown disease, leaving people completely paralyzed and unable to speak.

However, ordinary people were unaware of the reality of the disease, which wasn’t a natural occurrence but the ploy of a demon who used criminal gangs to feed his blood to random citizens forcefully.

"A little over two thousand souls… Not bad," Astaroth commented.

"It’s a shame I’ll have to absorb them quickly," he continued.

Astaroth raised his arm and produced a black mist, which slowly started to encircle his massive figure as the veins on his body got more pronounced.

"No matter… Once this batch is finished, we’ll just look for more!" Astaroth exclaimed with a wicked smile.

The power coursing through his body was making the demon laugh uncontrollably, shaking the structure around them.

Sabelio stared at the demon in awe, his old bones trembling from excitement and fear, sharing an evil smile with the monster.

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"I’ll get everything prepared," Sabelio said, bowing with respect before leaving the underground room with a satisfied expression.

’Heh, this is it…’ Sabelio thought as he walked up the stairs.

’Just you watch, Alan. I’ll make sure there is nothing left of your family!’ the old man continued, stopping in the middle of the staircase momentarily to chuckle like a maniac.