The Return Of The God Level Assassin

IN short, he was Dusk’s father. – That was the first thing that came to Luo Yan’s mind once he heard the archdemon’s confession. Now, this was totally unexpected. It’s like a curve ball that hit him out of nowhere.

If the other was really Dusk’s father, then, it would explain most of the things that he had said. Especially the part about not killing Dusk because it would make Alina sad. But as some points were answered, a lot of new questions arose.

Like how did a fragment of his soul attached itself on the body of this dark mage? Was the dark mage there when he died and as a last resort to stay alive, he broke his soul and let that fragment enter the body of the nearest available person? And if he had already attached that soul fragment during the war, then, what had he been doing in the next thousand years?

As if reading his mind, the archdemon – Beelzebub – continued with his tale.

"When that old geezer and I fought, I used a puppet I made of myself and put a piece of my soul fragment in it. That soul fragment contained half of my demonic energy. I needed to do that so it would appear more like me. Because I knew the geezer wouldn’t believe it’s me he was fighting if I didn’t do that.

"I knew that if I fought him, I wouldn’t be able to hold back and I might just end up killing him. Which I couldn’t do because of Alina. Somehow, dragons have this weird attachment to their blood related kins. So, if I kill her father, Alina might hate me. And I didn’t want that to happen.

"Because of that, I lost the fight. But I didn’t mind that much. As long as that old geezer thought that I was dead, the, Alina and I could move more freely and our plan to go somewhere these dragons wouldn’t be able to track us would proceed more smoothly. But alas, things didn’t go as planned.

"After my puppet was defeated, the soul fragment containing half of my demonic energy should flow back to me. But before it could reach me, I was ambushed by an army of dark mages and was trapped inside a formation specially made for the archdemon of gluttony.

"Due to half of my strength being gone, it was much easier for them to trap me. I know what would happen next. They would extract my demonic energy. Fighting would be futile at that situation. I would only waste my energy trying. So, I just did the next best thing. I made sure that they wouldn’t get what they wanted.

"I sealed my demonic energy within me in a way that if anyone tried to extract it, the energy would vanish by itself. The moment it leaves my body, it would disappear without a trace. But because of that, it also sealed my soul and put me into eternal slumber.

"With my remaining strength, I grabbed the arm of the nearest dark mage and put a marker on his soul. This marker would act like a beacon for my wandering soul fragment and would attach itself to it once found. That was how my soul fragment ended up in this body.

"Why did I do that? Because I wanted to know what this group of mages planned to do with my demonic energy. Most importantly, it was the only way I could think of to continue my existence. I needed to exist, so I could see Alina again. But fully having control of this body was harder than I thought it would be.

"I found out that it was because the owner of this body literally sold his soul to the Dark Saint. He was under a very high-level master-servant contract. The type where the moment he tried to betray the Dark Saint, he would immediately die. It took a while before I was able to get around it. And even when I first did, I was only able to for a few seconds.

"It took more than a thousand years before I could achieve the result I have today. Now, I could fully control this body for ten hours while also influencing the owner’s memory. Creating new ones that could fill in the gaps during the time that I was the one in charge of the body.

"It was a good thing that despite my slow progress, I was privy to this dark mage’s memories. With that, I quickly found out the reason why they wanted to take my demonic energy. It was to prolong the Dark Saint’s life. Apparently, he was heavily injured by a nine-tailed kitsune. If not for his dark magic, he would have probably died.

"They then performed a massacre on the demon foxes, taking their Mana. It’s not only revenge for injuring the Dark Saint, they also wanted to see if such a sacrifice would be enough to heal him. But it apparently wasn’t. Seeing as how they moved their next target to me – an archdemon.

"I couldn’t say that they made the wrong choice. After all, the full power of an archdemon’s Mana is unimaginable. We’re not just ordinary fallen angels. We were archangels, beings who were once closest to god. And among the seven archdemons, I, the archdemon of gluttony had the most Mana reserve.

"It’s because of the sin I’m representing – gluttony. I couldn’t stop being hungry for demonic energy. I fight with other demons, consume their Mana, and make it my own. It’s my curse as an archdemon. Just like how the other archdemons have their own curse. As such, it was no wonder that these dark mages chose me among the seven.

"But as I have already mentioned earlier, they failed. They took my body back to Achaeus, thinking of ways on how to extract the demonic energy within it. But they couldn’t think of a way on how to do it.

"Then, they discovered that someone connected to me by blood actually exist. A son, in fact. And he became their next target."