Quick Transmigration: Goddess Of My Imagination

Chapter 511 - Battle For Revenge (1)

*Thud* *Thud*

Dylan bounced and rolled on the ground like he was completely dead. By the time he stopped near Sylvia and Elysia, he still didn't move.

Sylvia looked into Elysia's eyes questioningly and expectantly, but she was afraid to accept the harsh reality.

"Sigh... Are you playing dead?" Elysia picked up some pebbles and threw them at Dylan. She then took a twig and poked him in the cheek.

"My ressurection skill just activated and I haven't opened my eyes for long. Couldn't you be more gentle with me? Besides, who would be so presumptuous to kick me like a pebble?" Dylan opened his eyes and pursed his lips in dissatisfaction. The veins on his head popped, and he gritted his teeth as this human girl kept poking his cheek.

"Fa-father, you're not dead?" Sylvia's mouth trembled, but an emotion of happiness rose from her heart.

"Do you wish for me to die?" Dylan snorted like he was sulking.

"Thank goodness... I-I, I, uuu..." Sylvia sobbed, but she decided to hug her friend instead of her father. She buried her face in her friend's breast and stayed there.

"..." Elysia was slightly taken aback. Even so, she only stroked Sylvia's head carefully because a pair of black horns seemed to be about to poke her in the face.

"You cry for me but why do you hug that human girl instead of me?" Dylan frowned in slight jealousy.

"You pretended to be dead and made me think you left me forever. I don't want to talk to you anymore, sob, sob..." Sylvia sulked, but she kept her face buried in her friend's arms as if she didn't want to face anyone for now. The source of this ᴄontent is (f)ire

"Well... Anyway, good things come to you. You can finally use your demonic dragon transformation, even if it's only halfway." Dylan glanced at his daughter as a whole. He nodded with satisfaction. The figure of a woman came to mind, but it was only a memory.

"Demonic dragon? Good thing? You don't know that I seem to have just been possessed by something terrible. I can't think of anything other than killing and destroying, especially that fat pig man. I couldn't even hit my friend Ely and hurt her. Look at me. right now, I look like a demonic devil monster now." Sylvia glanced sideways to give her father a resentful look.

"Who said you look like a monster? Haven't you become like Yuuki? You only have a tail, a pair of black wings, and also a pair of horns." Elysia tried to comfort the devil girl with soft words.

She gently stroked Sylvia's head, but she felt something stuck near her ear. Out of curiosity, she checked Sylvia's ears. "Eh? Your ears are also a little long. They look like elves now."

"Ngh!" Sylvia felt a little electrocuted because her friend touched her ear. She then reflexively checked her ears. Sure enough, her earlobes were slightly elongated and pointy, very much like an elf.

"I don't know what I am now. Do I look ugly and scary? Can I transform back into the usual me?" Sylvia looked up to see her friend's face.

"You look charming no matter what form you are in. If you can change into this form, that's of course you can come back. You just have to try. But, please be careful with your horns." Elysia directed Sylvia's horns so as not to poke her in the face.

"I'm horny?" Sylvia checked her reddish-black horns. Then, she hugged her friend again and buried her face in a pair of heavenly cushions. She took a deep breath to enjoy the fragrance and comfort of Elysia.

"???" Elysia tilted her head in confusion. She didn't understand what Sylvia meant by that.

*Clap* *Clap* *Clap*

A person in earth brown armor walked over while clapping his hands. Only his face was visible from that full-body armor, but his arrogant smile seemed to irritate anyone who saw him.

Magnus jumped up on his golem and looked down at everyone. "What a decent little drama. So, you're not dead yet, huh? A human girl who sided with the devils. What a betrayal and great crime to your own race. You don't deserve to live as a human because of your sinful act."

"I defend who I want to defend. Who are you to rule me? You are nothing more than a cowardly and irresponsible Human Emperor. You are not a saint who is free from sin. No, you are a filthy human covered in too much grave sin. The smell of your wickedness can easily be smelled from here. What's the difference between you and the devil over there?" Elysia pointed at Dylan as if he was the subject of the source of all evil.

"You're just a human girl who got lost due to the influence of the devils. Your mind can't tell the difference between right and wrong anymore. Therefore, I will grant you a pardon with a painless death. No need to worry, the two devils around you will also receive their punishment after I torture them, keke..." Magnus looked left and right and chuckled happily. He thought that his new God had already won the battle.

"Ho? You dare say that to my precious disciple right in front of me? Are you tired of living, weak human?" Elena folded her arms and walked in the air toward Elysia.

"Huh? Wait, what?" Magnus looked at the black-haired girl, then at the golden-haired Divine Goddess with his eyes wide open.

If so, then he was indirectly challenging the divinity for insulting that human girl!

"Hm, I don't want to get my hands dirty just to kill you." Elena then looked at the Devil Emperor. "You are the one who has a deep grudge against that human, right? Show everyone, your truth or his truth that will come out victorious. Who will rewrite the history that concerns you. Punish the one who took your soulmate. There are no other opportunities here. Win or die, this is a life and death battle between Dylan the Devil Emperor and Magnus the Human Emperor."

"..." Dylan went silent for a moment to stare at the sky that was blocked by the blurry barrier. Flashbacks of his wife flashed through his mind. It was a beautiful moment, but their story was a bitter one.

His wife's last words and smile on that battlefield made him furious as soon as he remembered it. Not to anyone but the mastermind behind her death.

"Yeah, I have to kill him right here and right now." Dylan stood up and stared at his opponent with his blood-red eyes full of hatred.

He remembered a moment ago. He felt so afraid and full of regret when the angel of death came to him because he had not killed that hateful human.

Even though it was just that human girl's mischief while helping him, it didn't change the fact of what happened. Therefore, his current focus was solely on killing that Human Emperor as soon as possible for the peace of his heart and his wife's soul.

"Was, was that fat pig man the one who killed my mother? Let me help you to kill him, father!" Sylvia immediately stood up as if she was ready for an all-out battle. She wiped her tears as if nothing had happened.

"No, you stay here with your friend. This is a business between men. You won't be able to break that human's defenses, even if you use your mother's demonic dragon abilities." Dylan flatly refused without turning around. He walks away to face his mortal enemy.

"But!" Sylvia pouted with dissatisfaction.

"Sylvi, let's watch the battle from the side. He knows what he's going to do. Emperor Magnus is very skilled in defensive techniques. All of your abilities are ineffective against him even if you have entered the berserk state with Emperor-level strength." Elysia pulled Sylvia's hand.

Sylvia was hesitating between obeying her father and her friend's request, or insisting on helping to kill that Human Emperor.

Dylan seemed to know his daughter's dilemma. He raised his hand and gave his reassurance. "Let me show you why Blood Skull Diablo is highly respected and able to become the sole ruler of the Devil Continent. My defeat earlier was just that human cunning technique when our battle was interrupted due to that divine-class magic clash."

Hearing that, Sylvia just nodded in understanding. She then flew away with her friend and the Goddess of Light.

When they landed, Sylvia was surprised by the presence of a large black man with many gray tattoos all over his body. She clearly recognized that man, but she was traumatized and somewhat afraid of him. "E-Evil God!? Why are you here too?"

"Hm, I came because I wanted to. So, you actually ran away with your friends and took cover under the auspices of the Goddess of Light, huh..." Xero glanced at Sylvia briefly, and he looked back at the battlefield. He found it interesting to watch the life and death battle between two Emperor-level beings.

"Yes, I'm on their side. You can't do anything to me now." Sylvia snorted and pulled Elysia's arm to hide behind the Goddess of Light.

"Heh..." Xero didn't take it seriously.

"I warn you not to try to get close to me or you will suffer the consequences." Sylvia peeked out and gave a warning by raising her index finger.

"I hate threats. Let's prove what kind of consequences you mention." Xero raised his eyebrows and jumped down from the bouncing white ball.

"I warned you not to come any closer, didn't I!?" Sylvia exclaimed in panic.

"Sigh, please stay there. You treated that white ball as your cushion seat even though you know the Ruvoid God is sealed in there? I don't understand what you're thinking." Elysia swung her arm in a gentle motion and sent Xero dragged a few meters back.

"Huh? What?" Xero was flabbergasted in astonishment. His body traits could ward off any magic, but he was affected by this little girl's simple magic?