Chapter 173 Demon Transformation

Chapter 173 Transformation into Demon

At this moment, Vierlan's thirst for power and her killing intent towards demons reached an unprecedented peak.

"Director Sally, please allow me to leave the city to hunt demons." Vierlan looked at Sally firmly; she couldn't wait any longer.

At the same time, only enough monsters and enough events can make her forget Loya's death.

“Oh no, you should rest for a day first. Adjust your mindset and emotions. Killing demons for the sake of killing is too unstable. Also, there is a suspected nation-destroying demon nearby. You'd better not go too far from here. Otherwise, it will be too dangerous.” Sally refused.

Well, although she didn't hear about old Pete from Lergis, Vierlan mentioned it after she woke up.

She actually believed that old Pete had been killed by Lergis; otherwise, things wouldn't be so peaceful here after Lergis left.

However, since Lergis hadn't explained things clearly, she wanted to be cautious.

Although her caution was of little use against a nation-destroying level monster, and there were no awakened beings in Dawn City capable of fighting such monsters, being cautious and playing it safe was both necessary and essential.

Of course, immediately after Loya's death, he exploited Vierlan, forcing her to "work," even though Vierlan did so voluntarily, which was still very inhumane.

In fact, Sally herself really wanted Vierlan to take action.

However, she had to suppress this insane thought.

Because she is a person.

"Alright, alright, I'm going home now. If you need anything, just call my shop." Vierlan didn't insist too much, because it was Sally's kind offer. And she herself felt that she really did need to sort out her mindset.

...

An hour later.

Vierlan returned home.

Although only a short time has passed, everything has changed.

However, the general store hasn't changed much.

Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

"Dad, may you be happy in the world of the dead."

Vierlan offered a soft prayer and then went to the kitchen.

She wanted to cook a meal herself to fill her stomach.

"When you're sad or upset, you can enjoy delicious food. Food is the most incredible thing; it can help us forget our troubles..."

In that instant, a "little truth" that Loya had casually mentioned also came to mind.

Before we knew it, it was dark.

Vierland closed the shop and began to rest.

The next morning.

"Hey, Loya, Loya, are you home? I heard you opened? Hehehe, you're back, why didn't you tell me beforehand?" Dejin shouted loudly in front of the closed store.

"Click," and half a minute later, the shop door opened.

"Uncle Dejin, waaaaaah..."

Before Dejin could react, he was hugged by a petite body.

Dejin paused for a moment before realizing what was happening.

"Ah, Vierlan, what's wrong?"

"Don't cry, don't cry."

Dejin spoke clumsily. Seeing Vierlan like this, his heart ached terribly.

"Did someone bully you?"

"Where's Loya? What kind of father is that?"

"Damn it, I must teach him a lesson."

Dejin was filled with anger.

Vierlan cried even more bitterly.

“Dad is gone,” Villan said with difficulty.

"Oh my God? What did you say?" Deakin was stunned. Did he think he had misheard?

"Dad was killed by a monster."

"I no longer have a father."

Vierland's cries of despair filled the air.

"How is that possible?" Dejin seemed to realize that this was no joke only after seeing Villan's reaction.

"What? Loya is dead?" An old man from next door ran over.

His voice was very loud, and combined with Vierlan's loud crying, people from even farther away heard about what was happening here.

"Loya is dead?"

How could that be?

"We must call the police since it was murder."

...

"Whoosh!" In the blink of an eye, a large number of neighbors gathered nearby.

Well, with the war over, there's no need for any relocation or anything like that. So, everyone is still here.

Of course, the most important thing is that other places aren't safe either. Monsters are lurking everywhere, harming people.

Vierlan did not explain in detail because the matter of the monsters has not yet been fully revealed.

Moreover, even if she says it, people may not necessarily believe her.

However, all you need to know is that Loya is gone.

Everyone is very sad.

There's no way around it, Loya is such a good neighbor, he used to be a great help to everyone.

Moreover, the goods in the store are very inexpensive for the local residents.

...

Weapons manufacturing plant.

Factory Director's Office.

Old man Willen put down the phone with a look of regret on his face.

"Loya is gone." Willen was devastated. The thought of losing the mech technology Loya had built made him even more miserable, and he even felt hopeless.

"how so?"

"Why did this brat have to go and court death?"

"Why don't you just focus on building mechs? Leave the monsters to those that have awakened."

The more Willen thought about it, the more upset he became.

In his view, Loya could advance today's technology by decades, or even centuries.

Loya is definitely a great treasure of humankind.

...

Loya had no idea that many people missed him and felt regret and sorrow over his fate.

At this moment, Loya is in a passage filled with dark red flesh and blood.

The passageway would occasionally twitch, clearly indicating that it was alive.

"Is this the stomach and intestines of some kind of giant beast?"

Loya muttered to himself, his face full of uncertainty.

"By the way, why didn't that old man kill me?"

Why did he save me?

"He must be plotting something, right?"

Thinking about what had happened recently, Loya felt very upset and helpless.

This time, he descended, perhaps intending to destroy the world, or perhaps to enjoy life.

But given the current situation, he has no way of achieving his goal.

Next, he will likely face various difficulties and obstacles.

"Should I commit suicide and create a new account?"

Loya was itching to try, thinking to himself, "Next time, my luck shouldn't be so bad, right? At the very least, I should be able to descend into other extraordinary worlds, right? This microcosm, although not large, should have quite a few worlds; they can't all be mortal worlds."

Suddenly, an old face appeared on the wall of flesh and blood behind Loya; it was none other than Old Pete's face.

“Human, you don’t seem afraid,” old Pete suddenly said.

A normal person would definitely be startled by such a sudden sound.

However, Loya is not a normal person.

He turned around very calmly and stared into the eyes of the inhuman old Pete.

"What exactly do you want to do to me?" Loya asked curiously.

"I should be asking you this: why aren't you afraid? You know, you might be killed by me." Old Pi looked at Loya with great interest, his gaze filled with an eerie quality, as if he could see through everything. Unfortunately, he still couldn't find anything useful in Loya's eyes.

This was quite a disappointment for old Pete.

"What should I be afraid of?" Loya countered with interest. "Should I be afraid of death? Or should I be afraid of you monsters? Or perhaps afraid of hunger? Afraid of never seeing my wife and children again? Afraid of the world being destroyed? Afraid of the ancient gods in the shadows?"

Old Pete was stumped by the question. "You're really something else," he said.

"Alright, alright, it seems you're really not afraid. Your mind seems extraordinary."

Old Pete seemed to have confirmed some of Loya's "characteristics." He nodded in satisfaction and said, "You are the human that Lergis wanted to kill, and you are also the father of that girl who is suspected to be a savior-level genius."

"If they see you are still alive, how will they react?"

Old Pete's tone was full of anticipation.

Loya rolled his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense. When did they ever want me dead?"

Although he wasn't saved, they did save Vierlan, so in that sense, they did him a favor.

Of course, it's impossible to say there's no resentment at all.

Loya felt that Lergis was extremely indifferent to him.

"Hehehe, you'll have to ask that yourself," Old Pete said meaningfully.

He was just guessing, and whether his guesses were right or wrong didn't matter. What he wanted was to please himself and then disgust the awakened humans.

If he had the chance to destroy the world, he would definitely do it.

If he doesn't have the chance, he'll just be a bit of a couch potato.

Well, a monster of his level, while still subject to the "will of the ancient gods of destruction," still retains a degree of self-interest. He can reconcile with the will of the ancient gods of destruction, or even merely appease them... or even forcibly resist them.

This is the "privilege" of the strong.

"So, fall, become one of my kind, transform into a world-destroying monster..."

Just as Loya was thinking the old man was being strange, old Pete started singing.

A strange power gradually emerged in his voice.

Flesh and blood from all directions suddenly coalesced and surged forward.

"Hey, hey, don't do this!" Loya couldn't help but exclaim. He wasn't scared, after all, they had said they were going to "reform" him.

However, the other party's method of modification was somewhat disgusting. Flesh and blood from all sides were like endless termites, eagerly and forcefully surging into his body. This gave him a strong feeling of being transformed into a weak woman and then being brutally bullied by ten million savage men.

"You just wait..." After uttering these last words, Loya was completely gone.

"Hehe, what an energetic young man. I'm already looking forward to seeing what you'll look like as a monster."

Old Pete smiled slightly.

However, this flesh-and-blood transformation isn't as fast as Loya's original body. It's quite slow now, probably because old Pete is relatively weak.

Time passed little by little.

In the blink of an eye, three or four days had passed.

The place where Loya was located had turned into a giant, dark red egg.

"Bang, bang, bang," came a series of loud thumping sounds.

Meanwhile, the surrounding walls of flesh and blood had lost their luster and turned gray, resembling ordinary rocks.

"It seems pretty good." Old Pete was still there, looking at Loya's current situation, and he was a little excited.

"Awooo!" Suddenly, an inhuman roar erupted from inside the giant egg.

The overwhelming dragon's might suppressed everything.

Old Pete's expression suddenly changed drastically.

"What the hell is that?"

"This shouldn't be happening; it seems a bit scary."

"But my power shouldn't be able to arouse monsters of this level."

Old Pete sensed that things had changed drastically.

He was well aware of his own limitations; his abilities were far inferior to those of the ancient gods who destroyed the world.

And the monsters he can modify are, all things considered, quite impressive.

It has surpassed most of the monsters created by the ancient gods of destruction.

It's just that the lower limit is a bit high; it can't compare to the potential of those top-tier monsters created by the gods.

"Hahaha." Loya was in a pretty good mood.

After Old Pete deliberately corrupted and transformed him, he was given extraordinary powers, turning him into a superhuman being.

Although this power wasn't very strong, it also contained the will to destroy the old gods.

However, Loya is not afraid of this thing. After all, Chaos + Forbidden things also have this kind of ability.

Loya had already suffered enough from the forbidden chaos.

Compared to this, the ancient gods of destruction are nothing.

Of course, the most important thing is the will of the ancient gods of destruction, which he is not particularly averse to.

In addition, this power is too weak.

Therefore, the ancient gods of destruction did not notice that this "intruder" was stealing their power.

This is quite normal; the power he obtained was nothing but trash to the Old Gods.

However, this small amount of power was enough for Loya to change the fate of this body.

Not long ago, he used this magic as the starting point to forcibly communicate with the main body and obtained a "super low-end version" of the [Chaos Dragon Cell] from it.

However, even though it was just a single cell, it was enough to transform Loya and greatly increase his potential.

However, he is not in a hurry to hatch now.

He is still slowly modifying the body inside the eggshell, twisting human cells.

At the same time, he also inscribed some intermediate-level [Witchcraft Inscription: All Things Return to Origin] on himself.

There are no unclaimed magical elements in this world.

To become stronger, you need the "love and blessing" from those two sources.

Loya couldn't possibly shamelessly beg the ancient gods of destruction for more power.

Therefore, he had to rely on himself to make a living.

The ability of the inscription "[Inscription: All Things Return to Origin]" is simple: it can pulverize and absorb all things in the world, transforming them into the "extraordinary energy" it needs.

In addition, it can also be transformed into [Chaotic Power].

The most original state of all things in the world is chaos.

Now, Loya mainly uses chaos.

In this way, he could become the third extraordinary being in this world to possess truly unique and extraordinary power.

However, the cause of this "chaos" was Old Pete's magic.

So he was also affected, and he looked quite "demonic".

Simply put, Loya has not completely severed ties with the ancient gods of destruction.

"Actually, this isn't so bad. At least I have a backer here now," Loya thought. "Otherwise, a superhuman like me, who is a third-party entity outside of the two major systems, would likely be caught in the middle, targeted by both sides. Joining one side now is not bad at all. It's a pity that the damn world will doesn't give me any face, otherwise I wouldn't have become a villain."

"Tsk, this is truly a disaster."

Loya could already envision the dark future of this world.

Yes, his entry and his boost to the "Old Monsters" will inevitably disrupt the balance that has existed throughout history.

That might sound arrogant, but that's just how confident Koloa is.

Old Pete, standing nearby, sensed that Loya's condition was starting to spiral out of control.

But he didn't stop it.

"It doesn't matter what happened to you."

"Because, you are a monster now."

"You are destined to follow the will of the great ancient gods, to become an enemy of humanity, and to aim at the destruction of the world..."

Old Pete's lips curled into a fanatical smile: "Little brat, I wish you even greater strength."