The Demon Monarch System-Chapter 531: The Disgruntled and Anguished Bunch

The Disgruntled and Anguished Bunch

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Meanwhile, deep with an independent space formed within Ashiraem…

Fuhrer stood before many individuals, frozen in place with a stern expression. Since he agreed to tutor the inexperienced demons in the ways of unlocking their Aura, he spared no effort in his training. As a result, despite being a Noblesse at the very least, each of the demons before him showed signs of crumbling.

However, the crumbling wasn't related to their physical bodies. It was related to their spirit. After all, Aura was the purest manifestation of one's will―the culmination of all of one's hidden properties. Thus, the method of training Fuhrer chose was rather drastic.

Although it seemed as if nothing was going on, Xorgrah, Saehtyn, Asmidia, Belphegor―every individual present was subject to immense mental agony, so much so that they required frequent breaks before reaching their current progress.

Unsurprisingly, the first to request a break was Belphegor, gasping and howling in pain as he clutched his head. "N-no more! Give me a well-deserved break, dammit! I can't do this forever; I'm not like these masochistic heathen. I like to engorge myself, not feel pain."

"Tch."

Fuhrer clicked his tongue in annoyance as a tinge of disappointment flashed within his eyes.

Experiencing that gaze, Belphegor shivered as he looked away. Even though Fuhrer didn't activate any semblance of aura or power, for that matter, Belphegor now possessed an innate fear towards Fuhrer after experiencing his robust mental strength.

Just the division of his mental strength was no laughing matter, not to mention the fact that Fuhrer manipulated each portion of mental strength to form the foundation of a unique mold singular to each of the Lords and Xorgrah.

"I'm well aware that you like to engorge yourself. But, what you know now is a mere tip of the iceberg. Gaining access to this ability will allow you to surpass your prior limits and even adjust them to augment your devouring. However, if this as far as your desire for power goes, then take your break," Fuhrer said in an indifferent tone.

One need not be mistaken; although Fuhrer agreed to assist, he didn't necessarily care if this endeavor yielded results. Unlike these demons, the household was filled with fledgling demons that possessed near-perfect foundations for their Aura.

The system may have alerted Apollo of the Auras each of his followers possessed, but that didn't mean each of them was active. For example, Elaia didn't completely awaken her Aura of Illusion upon her evolution. It was forty percent active at most since it took far too long for her to muster the Aura.

In fact, she didn't understand the proper utilization of her Aura during the demonstration of her power. Apollo's defenses would have suffered a greater impact if she understood the intricacies.

Of course, the Complete Immunity trait would neutralize any damage before adverse effects could appear.

Meanwhile, Belphegor grimaced after noticing Fuhrer's indifference. Although part of Belphegor wanted to give up, his demonic nature was stimulated after seeing how easily Fuhrer dismissed him. Evidently, his worth was nearly inconsequential in Fuhrer's eyes.

As a result, Belphegor slapped his cheek, using a primitive shock treatment to overcome his muddled mind.

"Dammit! I'll try it again? Alrig-..!"

Fuhrer's eyes shimmered with a mystical aura suddenly, interrupting Belphegor before he could continue. Gradually, Belphegor's expression turned blank as his consciousness became trapped within a complex quagmire.

Both Saehtyn and Xorgrah's eyelids trembled as cold sweat appeared on their bodies during that time. Judging by their current state, it was only a matter of time before they woke up forcefully.

Fortunately, Fuhrer wasn't a heartless savage. Each scenario was instilled with a failsafe measure in the event that their mind teetered on the edge of shattering. Once that point was reached, they would be forcefully ejected from the illusion.

On the other hand, Fuhrer was pleasantly surprised by Asmidia's mental stability. Out of the individual's present, she was the only one who had yet to reveal signs of her mind becoming unstable. Then again, Fuhrer had an assumption as to why this was the case.

'Since her power relies upon the strength of her mind to continue to mental corruption, her mind is her strong suit, whereas the rest of these individuals are brutes, focusing solely on physical techniques. If that's the case, then it should be safe for me to do this.'

Fuhrer steadily lifted his hand while turning it clockwise. The further he rotated his hand, the more a soft hum affected the space before him. Subsequently, Asmidia's expression finally revealed a change, but it happened faster than Fuhrer estimated.

From what he sensed, she could be capable of accepting more pressure, yet her left eye had already begun to bleed, leading Fuhrer to question if he should continue or not. 'I've seen this once before; this situation only manifests when one's mind is more resilient than their body.'

If there was an imbalance of the mind and body with the former being much stronger, it was only a matter of time before the physical vessel failed. In this case, Fuhrer was unsure if her vessel would sustain extensive damage since it was linked to a unique source.

Perhaps if the Nihilistics Rings were in a healthy state, Fuhrer would be willing to take this chance. Regrettably, after recalling the Lord's deterioration, he decided against continuing in this fashion. Instead, Fuhrer exhaled before launching a compressed wave directly to Asmidia's mind.

This way, her body didn't receive any shock, but the mental contraption formed to pin these demons against their most severe shortcoming received a hefty surge of power. It was by no means meant to be underestimated as the previously unfettered Asmidia inhaled dramatically while falling to the ground.

However, she wasn't the only one to succumb to the test as everyone fell in unison. Each one of their eyes revealed their horror as they stared at Fuhrer.

"Is this truly what is needed to awaken this power?" Saehtyn questioned in a strained voice. Although he didn't engage in any physical training, he had to resist the urge to regurgitate. The same went for the others as a woozy feeling rose from the pit of their stomachs.

"Well, since you lack the tempering of fire and brimstone, you must confront your weakness and temper themselves. This is the only solution in a time where most demons have lost their brutal roots," Fuhrer said with a shrug.

"This doesn't seem right! How is this humane? I felt as if I had died thousands of times! Do you know what it is to die repeatedly?" Belphegor screeched at the top of his lungs. His test was related to dying by his own devouring countlessly times, and no matter what he did, Belphegor couldn't gain control of the devouring principle emulated in the test.

"You are mistaken. I'm not the creator of these tests. Your psyche is the true creator; I am just the supplier of the foundation. All of you are facing the vital principles that you have either repressed or ignored; the only difference is that they've been augmented greatly," Fuhrer responded.

Except for Xorgrah, who already possessed one foot in understanding his Aura, the others were in a terrible position. As they were now, it was simply impossible to manifest an Aura. Without complete assimilation of their Sin Purity, there was a blockage in the process.

After all, Sin was closely related to distinguishing one's Aura. While Sin didn't cement the chosen Aura, the Sins did produce a broad range of Aura. Only in some cases didn't abnormalities sprout.

"So you mean we are all naughty people? Oh my, who would have thought we'd want to punish ourselves in this way? That's… that's pretty kinky," Asmidia said in an odd tone while biting her nail playfully. Despite her present appearance, she couldn't hide the fear in her eyes.

She'd be lying if she said she wanted to experience that again without a break.

"Please, not now. Let's focus on overcoming the shortcomings of our given power. It's been thousands of years, yet we have yet to address this issue. Judging by Master Fuhrer's words, the problem stems from the foreign augments on our Sin Vessels," Saehtyn said in a gruff tone.

Due to his harsh tone and steely glare, Asmidia quieted down uncharacteristically instead of continuing to quip with Saehtyn. After all, she was well aware of how irritable he became in the face of great pain.

Unfortunately, Fuhrer scoffed coldly. "I suggest you all be silent and focused on recovering your fractured mind because I'll only give you one hour before catapulting back into that madness."

Following his words, the atmosphere grew silent and heavy as Fuhrer turned his attention towards the distance. 'I wonder… will the young Lord be visiting that place before we conduct our plans?'

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