Modern World Warlock-Chapter 79: Into the Sewers

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When Dante and his group got deeper into the sewers, the smell got too overwhelming for his companions, making them put on their masks since they had a "respirator" function.

Megan’s bodysuit mask worked perfectly for it, while Zac used an ordinary gas mask after Camille told the redhead that his custom one was being made.

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The warlock wasn’t too bothered by the odor, saying that he had smelled even worse. Besides, scent was a crucial tool when hunting demons.

"A tool? All I’m getting is distracted with this shitty smell!" Zac exclaimed.

"Yeah. Right now, it smells like shit, but there is also a hint of blood and dead bodies…" Dante replied.

While the foul smell slightly bothered Dante, he needed his senses to be able to predict more accurately what they would find ahead.

As they walked a bit further, they noticed the brown water in the canal had a copious amount of blood mixed in it, making the trio sharpen their eyes and senses with caution.

A few steps ahead, they found a mangled male torso floating in the water, missing the head and all of his extremities.

The redhead gagged at the sight, and Megan squinted with disgust. Dante, however, maintained an unamused expression.

"It’s only going to get even nastier from here on forward… You guys might want to wait for me outside with the girl," the warlock commented.

"I’m not going anywhere," Megan confidently replied.

Zac considered turning around and going back, but when he turned to look at the dark path behind him, he thought it would be better to simply stay close to Dante.

Gently slapping his face to bring himself back to the mission, the redhead gazed at the warlock and stated that he would keep going all the way to the end.

’This is my team now. My friends… I can’t just run away,’ Zac thought.

"Dante, about those kids…-" Megan muttered.

"I wouldn’t keep my hopes up…" The warlock replied in a more somber tone.

"Cami, are you seeing this?" The brunette asked the handler, who was watching everything from the cameras in the trio’s clothing.

["Yes. Please be careful… There isn’t much that I can do for you once you go deeper inside,"] Camille said.

As the group kept making their way along the sewer canal, Zac inquired how the warlock knew Malagaroth.

After Asher and Amara said his name, Dante commented that he had met the demon when he was a kid, and the redhead was curious to know how that even happened.

"It was a very long time ago…" The warlock said.

Dante was a fourteen-year-old boy living with his master in a small wooden house in Shadowvale.

At that point, Dante was training to become an official "Specialist Warlock," but his powers were nowhere near what they were now.

Encountering wild demons in Shadowvale wasn’t uncommon, as many warlocks would lose control of their summons and prompt the others in the area to deal with it.

However, when Dante and his master got to a small village in Shadowvale, they found all of the citizens were brutally murdered.

The small town was wholly painted red with the blood of the warlocks, and the stench of death kept anyone—even animals, away.

"And this thing was responsible?" Zac asked, attentively listening to the story as they kept walking.

Dante nodded, saying that when they followed the umbra trail, they met the demon Malagaroth.

"I couldn’t do much at the time since he was stronger than me, so my master ended up taking care of him…" the warlock continued.

"Did your master send him back to hell?" Megan interjected with another question.

"Well… My master tried to destroy his soul, but we were quite unlucky," Dante replied.

When Dante’s master cast a "black flame" spell to destroy Malagaroth’s soul, they noticed the demon was wearing a pendant that he had stolen from the warlocks he massacred.

The "soul pendant" was an item that warlocks could synthesize in the Shadow Well, using a similar method to how Dante created the healthstones.

This pendant would protect the wearer’s soul once before shattering, so even after being burned by the black flame, Malgaroth’s body returned to hell thanks to the necklace.

"Honestly, this is all happening due to my master being so sloppy with his work…" Dante commented, slightly annoyed.

Suddenly, their conversation was interrupted by a man’s desperate shout, prompting the trio to bolt in their direction.

’That voice sounded sort of young…’ Zac thought, wondering if it could be the teenagers.

While running down the dark sewer hall next to the canal, they spotted one of the teenagers running towards them with a horrified expression.

*Huff, puff* "RUN!" The teenager shouted as soon as he noticed the Omega Team.

However, none of them stopped their advance, and all the teenager could see in that brief moment was how Dante rushed past him, generating a loud noise behind him.

The teenager stopped in his tracks and turned around, seeing Dante holding a shadow demon by the throat against the wall.

"Ugh, you guys are pissing me off…" Dante muttered to the demon.

The creature was confused and horrified that a human could hold him down so easily, with the sheer pressure extruding from his body wholly paralyzing the demon.

"W-what… The monster…" the teenager muttered, his eyes widened in shock and his body shivering in fear.

"Are you friends with that girl outside?" Megan asked the boy, placing her hand on his shoulder.

"Y-yes, Lina! Is she okay!?" The boy asked with urgency.

"She is fine. She is waiting outside…" the brunette replied in a softer tone.

The boy was confused. He didn’t know who the trio were, thinking that they were just college students investigating the monster’s story like he was.

However, seeing them acting so calmly in such a bizarre situation made him think otherwise.

Megan pondered aloud if they should let the boy run outside, but Dante denied her plan.

"We shouldn’t split up from here on out…" The warlock said, not receiving any reciprocation from his team.