Chapter 11

Stepping through the gate, they found themselves in the eerie realm of the spiritual world. As they emerged from the door leading to Hell, a scene of chaos unfolded before their eyes. Demons clashed in fierce battles, their primal roars and weapon clashes filling the air with an intense atmosphere.

"Wow, so this is Hell," Mamoru whispered, his voice barely audible amidst the tumult. He took in the chaotic panorama, captivated by the sight. The landscape was brimming with swirling magicules, casting a mesmerizing glow across the vast emptiness.

Yet, amidst the desolate expanse, a magnificent castle defied gravity, hovering near the gate.

They stood there, silently observing the relentless struggles of Lesser Demons and a few Greater Demons locked in fervent battle.

Mamoru's focus switched to the area surrounding the gate, where the ground beneath their feet offered a little sense of stability, like a tiny island in the midst of the chaotic spiritual dimension.

"I suppose Shwerd had us take an existing entrance," Mamoru contemplated.

{Yes.}

Mamoru thought that using a pre-existing path between worlds must have been a simpler and quicker approach. Additionally, it seemed to be more efficient in terms of magicules, utilizing far fewer than Mamoru had initially anticipated.

{Yes.}

"Well, let's begin the training and test some new skills. Do you want to fight, or will you just watch?" he asked the spy who had been silent until now.

Mamoru glanced over his shoulder and noticed her seated on the ground, her body curled up and trembling.

"Have you brought me here as a sacrificial offering?" she asked, her voice trembling as much as her body.

"What is your name?" he inquired of the spy.

"H-Henrietta," she replied, looking down, not daring to lie.

"Henrietta, you wouldn't give away your source of sustenance, would you?" he responded with a mischievous smile, attempting to wear a reassuring expression.

'Is he going to devour me~?' she wondered, a glimmer of relief dancing across her face, momentarily revealing a hidden smile before fading away.

However, her finger, trembling in the air, redirected Mamoru's attention to a hidden menace lurking just beyond.

The demons, their fierce clash abruptly interrupted, pivoted their menacing gazes toward the unexpected duo, a sense of curiosity mingling with their bloodlust.

"I apologize for intruding," Mamoru apologized with a light bow, but the demons stood frozen, their eyes locked onto him, as if awaiting his next move.

Their expressions of astonishment betrayed their bewilderment. It was an uncommon sight to see someone trespassing upon their domain, particularly when the figure standing before them wasn't an angel.

"A vampire?" inquired one of the Greater Demons, to which Mamoru acknowledged their observation with a subtle nod.

"I'll make it quick," Mamoru assured Henrietta.

Without hesitation, he drew his longsword, preparing himself for the impending confrontation.

He was aware that a mere sword would prove futile in this scenario since a physical object lacked the capability to harm a spiritual lifeform.

The few Greater Demons present didn't consider Mamoru interesting enough to take action themselves; instead, they employed the Lesser Demons as a means to assess Mamoru's power.

Mamoru tightened his grip on his sword and began channeling his aura into it.

His aura shimmered and swirled around his blade, transforming it into an extension of his own magical energy.

{Notice. Extra Skill [Magic Aura] acquired.}

The Lesser Demons lunged at him, one after another, their claws and fangs aiming to tear him apart. But Mamoru moved with speed and grace.

Well, perhaps not with grace.

'His sword style may be unrefined, but *gulp* he is... overpowering them?' thought Henrietta, captivated as she observed the fight.

Each strike, launched seemingly without any particular technique, found its mark and, infused with [Magic Aura], overwhelmed the Demons' magic resistance.

It was like cutting through butter, butter that had been left outside the fridge for quite some time.

The Greater Demons watched intently from a distance, cautious yet intrigued. Mamoru's display of power had garnered their attention, and they pondered whether to intervene themselves.

With the defeat of the last Lesser Demon, Mamoru stood amidst the aftermath of the chaotic battle.

As the dust settled, the few Greater Demons present finally realized that Mamoru was not to be underestimated.

"What is your purpose here? Killing us demons?" asked a demon with long ears and long black hair.

"Just visiting..." replied Mamoru, observing the dead Lesser Demons as they auto-resurrected, "It's not like you can die, right?"

As Mamoru found himself surrounded by the approaching demons, he realized that he needed a powerful spell to repel them all at once. Thinking quickly, he sheathed his sword and clapped his hands together, unleashing a surge of magicules.

"Storm of Destruction."

The small ripple of magicules from his hands gradually intensified, causing a shift in the air around him. The tiny disturbance escalated into a gust of wind that swiftly grew in strength, drawing in more energy from the surrounding environment. The gathering energy began to spiral and expand, forming a powerful storm.

The storm of magicules engulfed the demons, lifting them off the ground as they got caught in its powerful currents. Helplessly, they were carried away, soaring through the air like leaves in a hurricane.

...

As the storm of destruction surged, one of the demons managed to slip past it and, instead of attacking Mamoru, flew swiftly in the direction of the castle above them.

He entered a room and immediately knelt before a demon sitting on his throne, completely absorbed in watching an orb.

"Why are you bothering me? I'm watching an interesting show right now," said the demon on the throne, his attention still fixated on the orb.

"I'm sorry, Progenitor-sama, but there are intruders," the demon with white hair and a mask hiding half of his face spoke respectfully.

"Really? It's not yet the time for a tenma war..." contemplated the demon with his hand thoughtfully on his chin.

"They are from the cardinal world, sir," the masked demon replied.

"Do you know why they're here?"

"He said he is... visiting," the masked demon informed him.

"How intriguing," mused the Progenitor, his curiosity piqued. Putting aside the matter he had on his hands.

...

Every demons finally broke free of the storm when their proginator arrived.

"Stand back. Let me handle them," he said, addressing his lineage with authority. With a graceful bow, he introduced himself, "I am Noir. What do I owe the pleasure of your visit?" he inquired, fixing his piercing gaze on Mamoru.

'Here comes the final boss,' thought Mamoru, taking a step back and reciprocating with a bow, "Mamoru, here for the purpose of traveling and growing stronger."

"Kufufu, is that so? I'll join in the fun then," said Noir, his arms open in anticipation.

"I'll have to pass," said Mamoru, shaking his head, "dying isn't my idea of fun." He then swiftly used [Spatial Motion] to appear next to Henrietta and lifted her up as if she were a sack of potatoes.

"Maybe next time, Primordial Noir," he said with a wink, activating his [Traveler God Khonsu] skill and disappearing before Noir could reply.

leaving the Primordial Demon with an O-shaped mouth,

...

Arriving in another world, it's night time.

(Nanatsu no Taizai - Seven Deadly sins)

"That was really fun," Mamoru remarked with a sense of excitement in his voice.

"Hm, yeah, can you let me down now?" she asked, and Mamoru obliged.

*Paf!* "Ouch, that hurts!" she wailed, complaining before bombarding Mamoru with questions, "Where are we? Why didn't you fight the last Demon? You're strong, were you hiding your strength? Why didn't you escape back in Dwargon?"

'Oh, she talks too much... Shrewd One, can you play Rage-Sin by Hiroyuki Sawano, please, and share the hearing sense with Henrietta,' Mamoru thought in his mind.

"What is that melody?" she asked, and Mamoru felt pleased as she seemed to enjoy this marvelous piece as much as he did.

Mamoru was doing stretches when the thought of his level of magicules crossed his mind. Just then, he noticed Henrietta, who had been relaxing and enjoying the song, coming into his view.

'I didn't bring her along for nothing,' he thought before he gently held her shoulders.

Their eyes locked, and for a fleeting moment, an unspoken connection sparked between them. Henrietta took the initiative and leaned in for the kiss.

*Badump*

'It's finally time,' she thought, her face flushing, and her heart racing with anticipation as she closed the distance.

But.

"Huh?"

"Thank you, I needed that," he said, wiping away any trace of blood that might have appeared.

~~~~~

AN:

Here are the probable worlds the MC will visit, could change over time and not include some or different one:

-Nanatsu no Taizai (current)

-Hunter x Hunter (next, after going back to Tensura)

-Records Of Ragnarok (not sure yet?)

-Nito no Taidana Isekai Shoukougun: Saijaku Shoku (Optional, only for skills, only 1 or 2 chapter)

Just for my knowledge which verse would you like the mc to go ?