The son of a devil
The darkness faded quickly, and the world once again regained its luster, the room revealing itself as it was furnished. Across the room, a young man wearing a dark colored gown and looking seventy percent similar to Markas, slowly walked up to the Count, then reached up and straightened his collar.
If the Count with a beard around his mouth looked to be in his thirties, then this young man with short blonde hair only looked to be in his early twenties, and no one would doubt calling him Cesar's brother.
But in fact, he was the biological grandfather of Cesar and Dorothy, a pair of half-brothers and sisters.
"Monte. Beelzebub!" Looking at the young man in front of him, Markas gritted his teeth and said in a hateful voice.
"To call father, good son!" Not caring about the hatred in Markas' eyes, Monte smiled with a relaxed face, "It's marvelous! The last time we met, you weren't even half as tall as me, and it's only been a few years that you've grown bigger than me. Hey, I haven't grown a beard yet, but it's you who turned your back on your bloodline and called yourself a so-called human"
"Human, there's nothing wrong with it!" Staring tightly at Monte, Markas returned warily.
"Hmph, there's nothing wrong with it, then why do you want to learn those 'silver veins'? Look at your eyes, you really disgrace the family! Since you've given up the family bloodline, then be honestly your human, why do you want to undergo transformation again? What a disappointment!" Monty sighed with a look of pity.
"Of course it's to kill you! Kill all you demons!"
"After all these years, you're still a deadbeat. Those things are not the same as you think, I am innocent, the family is also ... forget it, we have different positions, I can understand you. By the way, do you want a mother? Your grandfather has been urging me to get married recently, here, I have sixteen candidates here, do you want to look at the photos and help refer to them? Lest I pick one you don't like, and we'll all be embarrassed to meet in the future." Monty smiled as he took out a stack of photos from his arms, then said with a bitter face.
The stack of photos in his hands each bore the image of a constantly moving beautiful woman. Each of these women was demonic and incomparable, with even more inhuman features on their bodies.
"Enough! I have a mother, and also, I severed my ties with the 'Overeating clan' long ago! You remember, we are mortal enemies, and there is no possibility of mitigation! And why did you show up this time? Why were you able to discover where I was?" Markas, who was very scornful of Monte, did not choose to make a move, but continued to pursue the question he was concerned about.
"Curious? This energy fluctuation is not ordinary, the World Vortex swallowed nearly 10% of Hell's demonic energy, the two worlds have finally formally aligned, and the present world and Hell have begun to overlap! And I, too, slipped in through the gap created when the two worlds collided. Markus, the family's plan has begun, would you like to choose to return? I can give you a chance to redeem yourself!" Speaking of the overlap between hell and the present world, Monte acted very happily, his eyes filled with unstoppable laughter.
"Don't joke around! Let me overlap the present world with you?!" Markas said with a mocking face.
"You're wrong, the invasion of hell into the present world is the trajectory of the universe's operation, it's doomed and can't be changed. Even if we don't make a move, the result will still be the same. Regardless of whether it's Hell or the present world, both sides foresaw this scene, aren't those old guys behind you having fun? Isn't the reason the family is doing this for the sake of you descendants? Look at those old sinful clans,..." Hearing his son's words, Monte nagged and explained.
"Enough! Say, how did you find me? The bloodline in my body has been cleared!" Markas interrupted Monte and asked.
"Do you still have to act? My lovely grandson and granddaughter, of course!" Speaking of Cesar and Dorothy, a happy expression appeared on Monte's face, "Do you really think those old men can weed out the bloodline in your body? The blood of the Sin Clan flows in your soul, in every one of your cells! Even if you give up your power, you can't get rid of the bloodline's inheritance! Those magic patterns are proof of that!"
"... "Hearing Monte's words, Markas fell completely silent.
"How can those lunatics understand the greatness of the Sin Clan? Our bloodlines can't be stripped or fused, only the inheritance can continue. Marcas, you have done a great job, you have actually added two offspring to the clan, this credit is enough to redeem the mistakes you have made over the years. Tsk, actually gave birth to two, tell this news to the old man, maybe I don't need to get married!" Monte looked at the stifled Markas and nodded with great satisfaction.
"They are my children! It has nothing to do with you, don't involve them in this!" Unable to hold back any longer, Markas finally swung his sword at Monte.
Facing Markas's attack, Monte didn't dodge or avoid, letting the thin sword stab at him. As the blade added to his body, he was hacked into countless smokes by Markas, then coalesced once more. As his body coalesced, a wisp of black smoke wrapped towards Markas and bound him very easily.
"How is it not about me? They are my grandchildren! How strong is this bloodline scent? I smelled it the moment I entered the passageway, otherwise, how could I have appeared here? Although you've been working against the family all these years, you've finally done the right thing. Don't struggle, let me go and see how cute my dear grandchildren really are." A black mist split from his body and transformed into a fly heading towards the bedroom where Cesar's siblings were.
"What are you doing? Stop!" Markas struggled uncontrollably as the silver spell pattern floated all over his body once more, a silver microdust filling the room.
"That's disgusting, switching to the silver vein and still using the family's moves. Is this your realization to slaughter the entire clan? Nile, swallow them!"
Monte snorted and a mouth floated to his side. Then, the mouth spat out a black tongue and licked the corners of his mouth twice before suddenly opening wide and sucking in a fierce breath, devouring all the silver dust in the air.
"Be a good boy and don't move, I'm their grandfather, I won't do anything to them." Monty laughed. Then, his expression suddenly froze before flashing with ecstasy, "Unexpected joy! This is the favor of hell!"
"What have you done? Don't mess around!" Seeing Monte's ecstatic look, Markas' heart sank to the bottom.
"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, you're just a hybrid, but you were actually able to give birth to two geniuses! Hm? Something's not right! What a thick power of death, and also, this is the Blood Race's Archduke bloodline." After checking Cesar and Dorothy's bodies, Monte looked at Marcas with a strange expression.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with my children?!" Furious at being looked at by Monte, Markas frantically questioned. Although he and Monte didn't deal with each other, this was just a personal grudge, and the Sin Clan was notorious for caring about their offspring. Now that Monte had discovered the problem, he suddenly thought of the previous series of signs that were like a conspiracy.
"That cool, icy, little guy who looks a lot like me is my grandson, right?" The black smoke binding Markas tightened in vain, and Monte took a few steps to walk right in front of him, asking with a serious face.
"Cesar is my son!" Markas returned defiantly.
"What is his mother?" Ignoring the snarl from across the room, Monte pressed on, while Markas fell into silence ...
"Hmph, the little girl and Cesar's mother aren't the same person, are they?" Monte asked with a raised eyebrow.
"..."
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, the true blood of the Blood Clan is definitely at the Archduke level. I heard from the clan that you've been in Arcane City all these years, so it must be the Vanjo clan. A bunch of souls, dare to hit the attention to the head of our Tyrannical Eclipse clan,..." Monte muttered his voice getting smaller and smaller.
The imprisoned Markas was unable to move, and could only stare coldly at Monte whose face was constantly changing,
"Although I'm not sure what you've been through all these years, but it looks like, it's not as good as it seems! You know, these two children's bloodline is even more powerful than yours back then, to the point of condensing the 'The Kiss of Overeating'! Isn't that incredible? Two actually appeared at once! Is this a miracle? A miracle twice in a row?" Monty stared at Markas and asked.
"Sin marks!" Marcas, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.
"That's right, sin marks! How powerful a talent does it take to evolve the Sin Marks? Do you think those two children are in a normal situation? What a worrying situation you're in! How can you protect your offspring when you are so weak? Who are you to stop me? Putting aside those grudges, how about we have a father-son chat?" Monte said in a pleasant manner.
A young man in his twenties talking eloquently in front of a strong man in his thirties, while that strong man was forced to not be able to retort, and could only grit his teeth and bow his head, this kind of scene was really strange.
"Putting aside those grudges, how about we have a nice father-son chat?" Monty said in a pleasant manner.
"You don't deserve to be my father!" After holding his tongue for half a day, the fierce-eyed Marcas uttered such a sentence.
"Hey, you can't hate me, I'm completely innocent. Back then, I had only reached adulthood when the family said something about wanting me to make a contribution and then took a drop of true blood from me. It just so happened that they had to set up pawns in the present world, then selected your mother, and then had you. The matter of me having offspring was also something I only learned when you were five years old. If you hate me for not doing my duty as a father all these years, then I will make it up to you later." Monty said innocently.
"Shut up! It was you who killed my mother! It was you who killed my master!" Markas roared angrily.
"Re! I've never seen what your mother was like, your birth was all handled by someone else, and I've been deceived as a father. All these years, I never touched the present world, my job was to deal with the other sinful clans in hell, and this is only my second time entering the present world. That one that killed your master, or the other clans, has nothing to do with me." Monty shook his head,, with the look of an irresponsible youngster.
"Ridiculous! Cunning defense! When Master died, I saw with my own eyes that you were present!" Marcas roared with tears in his eyes.
"Ah! That was the first time I came to this world, and on the rare occasion that all the major sinful races joined forces to invade the present world, do you think it's possible for me not to come? Besides, at that time I didn't know I had you as a son, otherwise I wouldn't have indulged Oldest Three. Feel free, hate me if you want, I don't care. But the matter of the grandson cannot be delayed!" Saying this, Monte's expression suddenly blazed, and a terrifying killing intent once again filled the room, pressuring Markas into a cold sweat.
"Say! What exactly is going on with the two little guys? Why did this happen?!"
"Not for you to care!" Markas gritted his teeth and returned.
"Don't want me to care, then what can you do? If you can't even handle one of my doppelgangers, how are you going to deal with that group of old guys, and the old bats of the Vanzor family?" Monty said contemptuously.
"You don't need to sow discord, I know exactly how teacher treats Cesar! Compared to you devils, the Silver Vein is my kin! As for the Archduke, we've been keeping an eye on him, we don't need you to remind us! I can solve Cesar's matter, I don't need you to interfere!"
"There's one thing I think you're mistaken about, you're not qualified to negotiate with me! Originally, I thought that you would be able to return to the family after losing your way and contribute to the growth of our Tyrannical Eclipse Clan. Ai, I didn't expect you to still be obsessed, treating the Silver Vein as your ancestor, and not even recognizing me as your father. Good then, we are now enemies. Do you think that I would give up two offspring with unlimited potential for you to cultivate into enemies?" Monte looked at Markas grimly and asked with an evil smile.
"What do you want to do? Don't! Don't drag them into hell!" At those words, Marcas' face changed drastically and he roared in despair.
"Hahahahaha, what are you babbling about?" Monte on one side couldn't help but laugh, "Aren't devils born to go to hell? Look at your desperate look, have you really forgotten your identity? You're the son of a devil! Marcas!"
Monte laughed as he maneuvered the black mist to split into two pocket-sized mouths.
Then, he whispered a hellish incantation, and six different voices came out of his mouth at the same time, besides his own original voice, there was also a shrill female voice, a tender child's voice, a dry and hoarse old age voice, and there was even a sharp and piercing beast's howl, along with a completely unintelligible ghostly shrill.
"Sin marks! You actually split your own sin marks!" After seeing those two mouths slowly dissolve in the air, eventually turning into two complex and unusual black runes, Markas screamed.
"That's right, the sin mark of the Tyrannical Eclipse clan, Tyrannical Eclipse Kiss! Haha, meeting your own grandchildren for the first time, you say, taking this as a meeting gift isn't too shabby, right?" Monte, who had suffered a great deal of damage to his Yuan Qi, laughed with a ghastly white face.
"No! You can't do this! You are harming them! This is the present world, and you devils are the enemies of the world! If they are found guilty ..."
"Peace of mind, it's just because I dare to do this in the present world, if I were in hell, I might send out the sin marks in one foot and they'd be eaten by another member of the family in the next. It's better to be in Ceylon! Which Sin Clan hasn't planted its own preparations in the present world? Don't their descendants live on? Safe and cozy. When they awaken the sin marks, they'll be the core members of my Tyrannical Eclipse clan, and will naturally have the power to defend themselves. Markus, you're so weak you disappoint me! Ever heard of that saying? Weakness is the original sin! How can you protect my grandson when you've lost your power and can't even deal with my doppelganger? And how can you deal with that old bat? Only the scar can give them strength! What can you give them? You, are just a joke! Hahaha ..."
Blowing away the two sin marks in his hands, Monte's body shattered into countless smokes and flew towards the door. "
World, here I come!"
"Cesar! Dorothy!"
Breaking free from the smoke shackles, the Earl ran towards the bedroom with a face of fear. The moment he crashed through the door, his eyes caught sight of his children who were shrouded in black mist. When the Earl rushed to the duo's side, the smoke that had been turned into sin marks had already burrowed into their bodies.
At this moment, the magic lines on the two siblings also began to slowly dissipate.
Those twisted lines on Cesar's body surface were little by little drilling into that 'mouth' style tattoo on his chest. From a distance, Cesar's chest seemed to have a mouth that was constantly opening and closing, devouring the magic tattoos on his body. Dorothy on the other side did the same, only her tattoo wasn't on her chest, but where her back met the back of her neck.
Seeing this scene, the Earl stumbled helplessly to the ground and whispered in a self-condemning and agonizing manner, "The Kiss of Overeating ..."
Although the two siblings looked much better than before, the truth was that they were even more severely eroded by the demonic qi.
When the World Vein shook for the second time, a large amount of demonic qi from hell spread out from the Earth Vein. Ordinary creatures were unable to sense these demonic qi, while creatures with a bloodline could easily resist it, only creatures like Cesar, who had a devil's bloodline in his body and was not strong enough on his own, or those creatures whose minds had been maliciously eroded to actively accept the demonic qi would be infected and enter the demonized state. When the demonic gas completely infects the whole body, the former will be transformed into a devil with self-awareness, while the latter will become a senseless demon.
At first, Cesar and Dorothy were only infected by the demonic qi, which activated the hidden bloodline in their bodies, followed by the appearance of demonic lines on their body surfaces, which began to slowly transform themselves, a process that would take at least a week to complete. But when Monte sent the sin mark of the Tyrannical Eclipse clan, 'The Kiss of Overeating', into the two of them, everything became different.
As the Sin Clan, the topmost race of Hell, their Sin Marks were a direct gift from the Hell Consciousness to the core members of the family, containing all the knowledge that the race had mastered from the originator to the previous generation, as well as the purest power of Hell. When the The Kiss of Overeating entered the duo's bodies, the demonization process went straight to the final step, beginning to transform their structure and state from the innermost.
...
Just as Markas was at his wits' end, sitting dejectedly and sighing, the bedroom door was blasted open by a slender fist, and the set of barriers separating them from the demonic aura flickered with layers of bright light, and then suddenly went black and burned out completely.
"Markas, what's going on?" Seeing Cesar, whose body was continuously spewing black smoke, Elsa ferociously looked at Markas. Without waiting for him to answer, Elsa smashed his jaw with a single punch.
''Ka-ching!''
The sound of bones cracking resounded through the room, and the Earl flew backward unnaturally, hitting the thick wooden wall hard and then sinking in.
"Cough, Elsa you calm down!" Spitting out a few bloodied teeth, Markas said sharply.
"Calm down? How am I supposed to be calm when you turned Cesar into this? In the morning I gave you a living, breathing son, and now you're giving me back a cold corpse! Fine, Marcas, if you want to die I'll let you! Do you want me to kill your family to pay for Cesar's death?" Elsa tightened her grip on Markas' throat, her five fingers pinching the bones with a 'clicking' sound.