Modern World Warlock-Chapter 117: Nihilor and the Pisaca

While June protected herself against the last two thugs inside the factory, Dante was in an expansive courtyard, flinging Nihilor around like a rag doll.

Seizing the demon’s face with his palm, Dante dragged him across the ground and unleashed his "Wings of the Fallen" spell, propelling Nihilor into the sky and hurtling his colossal body down like a meteor.

As Nihilor crashed on the ground, a wake of dust and dirt arose from the impact location, prompting the demon to quickly look for a way to escape.

Nevertheless, his senses were getting overwhelmed by Dante’s pressure, not leaving the demon with a second to breathe.

Any time that Nihilor tried to cast a spell, his magic wouldn’t materialize as Dante hoarded all of the umbra in the area for himself.

Nihilor’s umbra control wasn’t refined enough to compete with Dante’s, and as he kept receiving a beating, he decided he would use his last resort option. However, it proved to be harder than expected.

Dante wasn’t leaving the demon alone for even a second, clearly playing around with him as he smiled wickedly and laughed at the demon’s futile attempts to fight back.

"Hahaha! Come on, fiend… Show me something!" Dante exclaimed with a grin as he hovered a few meters above the demon, crashing down and landing with both of his feet on Nihilor’s stomach, breaking the ground beneath him.

*Bam, bam, bam!* Dante’s ground and pound fists against Nihilor’s face resounded in the area, each punch slightly disfiguring the demon.

"Hahah… Hahahaha!" Dante laughed without stopping his barrage of attacks.

["Dante…!?"] Camille exclaimed on the warlock’s earpiece, making his expression change instantly from a wicked smile to his usual serious gaze.

The handler and Trinity had been watching the entire scene—Trinity from her secret location and Camille from her laptop at the bait home.

Sophia and Victoria covered their eyes multiple times while watching, as it was the equivalent of watching a horror movie but in reality.

Lilith, on the other hand, seemed excited and slightly aroused anytime Dante used his powers, completely unbothered about the situation they were dealing with.

"Apologies… It seems I got a bit too involved," Dante said with a polite tone, confusing the demon under him as he didn’t know he was talking on his microphone.

Placing both of his hands on each of Nihilor’s arms, the warlock uttered a spell, "Break…" he said.

*Crack, guish!* The bones on Nihilor’s arms cracked into pieces, followed by Dante pulling them apart and ripping them off the demon’s torso.

"Aaaarrrghh!" Nihilor shouted in pain as his dark red blood gushed out of his severed shoulders.

"Is there a location where you want me to take him?" Dante asked the handler.

["There are a few people from the Alpha and the Zeta team preparing a warehouse… Would that work?"] Camille asked back.

When Dante told her that it would be no problem, he heard a faint ’clink’ coming from the demon, making him turn around and see a small, crystal orb being held with his teeth.

’A soulstone…’ Dante thought.

*Crack…* Nihilor bit on the orb, producing a red arcane pentagram right beside him that oozed with powerful umbra.

*Tch…* "Really?" Dante asked, clicking his tongue with a disappointed tone.

"Haha, curse you, Hellslayer!" Nihilor shouted as he sat up on the ground, still missing his upper limbs.

["What’s that!?"] Camille inquired, sounding a bit worried.

"He had a soulstone and used it to cast a summoning spell…" Dante replied, getting into a more stable stance as the demon materialized on top of the pentagram.

The monster was tall and looked scrawny. Its skin was a light shade of beige, and its face had no features other than a singular hole with a flame lit in the center.

"A pisaca…" Dante muttered, his expression turning into a wicked smile.

The monster released a deafening sound that could be heard all over the factory, followed by a powerful fireball directed at the warlock.

"Shadow wall," Dante muttered, waving his hand up and raising a wall from the ground before him.

*BOOM!* The pisaca’s projectile hit the barrier, exploding and splitting into dozens of fire strands that traveled around the shadow wall. Still, Dante stayed calm and waited for the fire to dissipate.

Camille and the other spectators were shocked at the monster’s power—all except Lilith, who showed her excitement at watching Dante deal with the demon.

"Destro," Dante cast as he closed his range with the monster, rushing towards him at full speed.

The pisaca waved its arm and deflected the "destro" spell, which the warlock expected, leaving the monster with an opening.

"Black flame," Dante muttered, placing his palm against the pisaca’s body.

However, the monster released a wave of hellfire around its body that caused the warlock to take a step back.

"Hah, aren’t you ashamed? This mindless monster is at least trying… What about you?" Dante asked Nihilor with a mocking tone.

The demon clenched his teeth with anger, trying to use umbra to heal his severed arms to no avail, as the pisaca and Dante were hoarding all of it.

"Anyways, as I said, I have other things to take care of…" Dante commented, clapping his hands and appearing beside the pisaca.

"Soulshock," Dante said, generating strands of black lightning in his hand that shot out and hit the pisaca, making the monster halt its movements completely.

Dante followed it up with a kick to the monster’s face that pushed it all the way to the walls of the factory.

Then, with a wicked smile on his face, he turned to look at Nihilor and grabbed him by the leg, flinging him across the courtyard and making him crash against the pisaca.

When the dust from the crash location settled, another fireball was hurled at the warlock, which he avoided as he rushed at his enemies, leaving an explosion behind him.

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’I should go check on the detective…’ Dante thought, landing a punch on the pisaca that destroyed the wall behind it and sent it to the abandoned machinery room.