Devilblood Dagger
âOf course, according to this world, my main body deprived Beelzebub of most of his divinity and divine force. This greatly damaged his divine soul and he hence fell into a deep sleep, now he canât even answer the prayers of his worshippersâ¦â
Devils were always extremely sensitive towards sacrifices and prayers from the prime material plane. Through his many probes, Leylin was absolutely sure that this great master devil had already fallen deep asleep, completely unresponsive to the outside worldâs stimulation.
This sent Beelzebubâs followers in the prime material plane into chaos. Had Beelzebub not hidden his main body well, Leylin might even have received news of his death.
âRegardless of whether one is a god or a devil, once you lose the ability to respond to prayers and the power to grant wishes, you will not be far from deathâ¦â Leylin sighed. There were cases where gods had died not to external factors, but to decreasing power of worship. This was truly pathetic.
âGods rely on believers for their existence. Despite having great powers and abilities, they are restrained by the very same power of faith. Except for someone whoâs merged with the world origin force and become an existence that has comprehended an extraordinary divine forceâ¦â He let out a deep breath, âSuch an existence would be equal to a rank 8 Magus whoâs found their own path. There are few such beings even in the World of Gods.â
He gathered his thoughts and turned his attention back to the statue, âSince Beelzebub is in a deep sleep, then I donât have to be so cautious of using his name anymoreâ¦â
Truth be told, with his possession of a majority of Beelzebubâs memories, Leylin was like a real devil king. He could even steal Beelzebubâs believers and usurp his position. However, doing so required great power, and Leylin was only a rank 6 Magus.
Needless to say, he also had to acquire the power to grant his believersâ wishes. To usurp a godâs position he first had to acquire divinity.
âThe laws of gluttony and devouring are great, but theyâre already considered fiendish in the World of Gods. If I use such power hereâ¦â Leylin shook his head regretfully. If he wished to survive in the prime material plane, he could not rely entirely on divinity as his foundation. He hadnât carried these abilities over his reincarnation, but even if he had they wouldâve been useless, wiped out by the world origin.
âItâs best to take it step by step. Thankfully it takes a while for faith to erode. The worshipers of the Sovereign King of Gluttony will not vanish so quicklyâ¦
âMoreover, even if they do disappear, itâs just one less convenient path and reduced income for me. Itâs not really not worth the risk, so itâs better for me to stick to the original plan and be steadyâ¦â Leylinâs eyes brightened, and he suddenly tightened his grip.
*Crack! Crack!* Turing the statue of the Sovereign King of Gluttony into ashes, dropping it to the floor bit by bit.
âI must admit though, the devil got many useful things.â Leylin stuck his hand into the petri dish, and soon fished out a knife covered in blood. The pocket-sized knife had a beautiful curve to it, and it looked like a very fine work of art.
A fierce demon skull tipped its handle, numerous eyes on it giving off a savage glare. Two devilish wings made up the hand guard, and complicated patterns that looked like veins covered the entire handle. Its demonic looks were only enhanced by the faint crimson glow and the blood dripping from its tip.
âSo the Devilblood Daggerâs done!â Leylinâs eyes flashed with joy, and the A.I. Chip followed up with data on the Devilblood Dagger.
[Devilblood Dagger. Weight: 9182g, Length: 9in, Ingredients: Cockatrice bones, fresh blood, weeping spirits. Effects: Possesses the power of a devil, able to absorb a targetâs flesh and blood to increase oneâs own power. Description: An extremely vicious weapon that even gods fear, the Devilblood Dagger represents ominous death. Creator: Leylin Faulen.]
âItâs rather good!â Leylin fiddled with the dagger, causing it to glow with a dark light. There were many, many items like this in Beelzebubâs memory; heâd used their easy power to lure people from the prime material plane to his side.
This Devilblood Dagger was a very good weapon from Beelzebubâs memories. If a believer wanted to be bestowed this dagger, they would have to sacrifice a rank 15 or greater priest from a hostile god, or even slaughter a small city to even think of getting it.
âThe devils are the best way to increase my power in a short amount of time currently. They treat both the young and the old honestly, but the price one has to pay in the end is usually even more frighteningâ¦â Leylin heaved a sigh.
His cousin Isabel had clearly been seduced by a demon after giving into despair. She had succumbed to it in the end, and had now gotten herself in tons of trouble.
Unlike her, Leylin didnât become a collector for demonic sacrifices. Heâd done something much more vicious, nearing becoming a devil king. All the flesh and blood devoured by the Devilblood Dagger would go to feeding his own power!
âEven if Iâve crafted it, I still need to perform some experiments on this dagger, especially the problem with contamination.â Leyin furrowed his brows, the main reason why he had taken so long to make the dagger was because he was working on changing its properties. He wanted to avoid some of the side effects of its use.
After all, Beelzebub was no kind soul. His treasures were used to lure followers into depravity, and the Devilblood Dagger was no exception. It slowly corrupted oneâs mind and soul with use, turning them into a devil.
Being one himself, Beelzebub had no problems with using the dagger, but Leylin was different. He needed to remain human, as he would come into contact with churches and high-ranked priests in the future; turning half-devil would impose great restrictions on what he could do.
âAlthough The A.I. Chip already solved the corruption problem, thereâs still the issue of its radiance. It screams depravity and evil, Iâm not sure I could get away with itâ¦â Leylin walked straight into the manor while he was still thinking.
âYoung master!â A trained guard saluted. The man wore leather armour, and the longsword in his hand sparkledâ Obviously the manorâs security system had greatly been upgraded after the attack on Leylin.
It was obvious at a glance that this fellow was merely a trained farmer, just a little stronger than a regular human. âHoward, right? Follow me!â Leylin said.
âRoger that!â Howard could not disobey the young master. He followed right after Leylin to the dungeon. Once the rest were cleared out, only Leylin and Howard were left there. Of course, there were also the two unfortunate assassins who were lying on the ground.
âCan I trust you, Howard?â Leylinâs voice was soft, but it had a special tone in it.
Such a special tone gave Howard an ominous premonition, but loyalty occupied his mind and soon he replied with a straight back, âI would risk my life for you, young master!â
âGreat! Now, look into my eyes!â Leylin ordered Howard to raise his head, it felt as if there was a mysterious spiral in those pupils of his.
âRank 1 spellâ Charm Person!â Under Leylinâs spell, Howardâs pupils soon lost their focus, turning him into a zombie.
âThis rank 1 spellâ¦â Leylin mumbled, âIt can only charm the mind⦠Itâll work perfectly on regular people, but itâll be weak against professionals. It would probably on render Jacob a little dizzy for a few secondsâ¦â
âTake this, chop off one of his fingers!â Leylin ordered, passing the dagger to Howard.
âUghâ¦. Ughh!â The strange situation gave Mahnke the feeling that something catastrophic was about to happen. However, his limbs had all been broken earlier, and his body was thoroughly tied up. He could only struggle in vain and had no other method to resist.
Howard carried out Leylinâs order with the Devilblood Dagger in hand, a soulless expression on his face. His other hand pinned Mahnkeâs down to the floor, and he chopped off a finger without hesitation.
*Schlick!* The dull sound of blade slamming against flesh could be heard, together with Mahnkeâs sorrowful sounds. A bloody pinky was chopped off, and it twitched on the floor like a worm.
*Kekeâ¦Ughhhhâ¦* At the same time, the dagger emitted a radiant light, and the demonic skull at the hilt let out a sinister laugh. The numerous eyes shot out a demonic lustre.
Layer upon layer of veins began to squirm on the handle, swallowing the blood on its surface. Many tiny blood-coloured strings penetrated into Howardâs body, and the pinky on the floor gradually shrunk before their eyes. It soon turned into a dried out piece of charcoal. Looking like firewood.
âHow do you feel now?â Leylin asked.
âThe dagger is very hot, and the heat is spreading to me!â
âA. I. Chip, examine his stats!â Leylinâs eyes began to glow.