After Ten Millennia in Hell

Chapter 213 - I Am the Real Satan (2)

Chapter 213 - I Am the Real Satan (2)

'Aaaahhhh, what the fuck is happening?!!'

Oh Kang-Woo fell into a state of confusion.

He said whatever popped into his head after seeing Satan suddenly appear, but he was still bewildered. Kang-Woo didn't understand how things were playing out like this.

'Is he actually Satan?'

It was an unreal coincidence. Moreover, this demon was also wearing a red demon mask and shrouded in darkness.

Kang-Woo didn't want to believe the demon was Satan. In fact, he hoped it was just a prank from Lilith.

'There's no way.'

He shook his head.

Lilith seemed to have a carefree attitude from a glance, but she knew she had to draw a line between private and public matters. She would never do something so meaningless that would obstruct the plan.

'In that case…'

The demon in front of him was actually Satan.

'He said he had come here to talk to Lucifer and that there had been a misunderstanding.'

Based on that, there was one thing Kang-Woo could conclude…

Who wanted to avoid confronting Lucifer's forces?

'The Aspects of Evil.'

The ones leading the Demon Cult… the ones who made the Demon Cult… the ones who were creating an endless conflict and could be called the seed of all danger and evil...

Kang-Woo had no choice but to believe Satan was one of those Aspects of Evil.

"Hah," he laughed in disbelief.

He'd used the name of Satan as a cheat code to overcome hard situations, but he hadn't imagined that Satan truly was one of the beings who led the Demon Cult.

'Oh, fuck.'

Kang-Woo felt like he'd found a bug while spamming the cheat code. He didn't know how to react. He'd used it so many times that he didn't know how to patch it.

'I can't let him do as he wishes.'

If there was one thing he was sure about, it was that he couldn't stand still and watch the real Satan do as he wished.

Leaving everything aside, Kang-Woo couldn't let people find out about two things: the fact that he was the Demon of Prophecy and that he'd killed Alec Osborne and Reynald.

Revealing those secrets would be on a whole other level compared to when it was revealed he was the demon king. He'd managed to talk things out regarding the fact that he was the demon king, but he wouldn't be able to do the same for the other two secrets.

If it were revealed that Satan really existed and people learned that Kang-Woo had been acting as him…

'It'll be the end.'

There was no need to think hard about it. All the trust and relationships he had worked so hard to build on Earth would crumble.

Kang-Woo had to do everything he could to stop the real Satan from making his presence known to the world. No, at the very least, he had to stop himself from being revealed as the 'fake'.

'But wait.'

Kang-Woo narrowed his eyes.

He looked at the Aspect of Evil with the red demon mask and shroud of darkness, whom he thought was the real Satan, and sensed the demonic energy coming out from Satan.

'Isn't it a bit weak?'

Satan was not even on Mammon's level, let alone Lucifer's. It was a bit of a stretch to even call Satan a prince of Hell now.

If they had been in a different situation, he would've considered him an apostle, not an Aspect of Evil.

'Well…'

The gears in Kang-Woo's mind turned.

'There are two possibilities.'

Either Satan hadn't recovered his full strength yet, or the one in front of Kang-Woo wasn't the real body.

'Either way…'

There was one conclusion. At that moment, Satan was weak.

Kang-Woo's eyes shone. He clenched his fist and licked his lips.

'I can do it.'

No, he had to. It would all be over if he couldn't.

'Damn, how did things turn out like this…?'

That wasn't the only problem.

Kang-Woo lifted his head to see that both Lucifer and the real Satan were also confused.

"What in the world…"

[Y-You are the true Satan, you say? What nonsense…]

From Lucifer's point of view, there were suddenly two versions of the demon who had killed his subordinates, kidnapped his son, and provoked him in all sorts of ways. He could not understand what was happening at all.

Meanwhile, it was obvious what Satan was thinking. As soon as he arrived to clear up the misunderstanding with Lucifer, he saw someone impersonating him. The worst thing was that the impersonator was saying that he was the fake one.

Upon realizing everything that had happened so far had all been because of the impersonator, Satan couldn't help but think the situation was unfair.

The three demons fell into a state of confusion.

The one who acted first was, as expected, Kang-Woo.

[Hah! I am exasperated! Throughout my whole life, I've never expected to see someone dare to impersonate me!]

[What in the hell are you talki—]

[Enough of your poor excuses!] Kang-Woo shouted.

Satan became confused after seeing the impersonator trying to make him out to be the fake. He frowned aggressively.

'Shit,' Satan thought.

Things were getting troublesome for him.

The best way to prove he was the real Satan was to show Wrath, his Hell Armament. However, this was not his main body; it was just a fragment that he had created while giving up on a portion of the Demonic Origin. Consequently, he couldn't use his Hell Armament.

At that moment…

[Take a good look at this! This is Wrath! This is proof that I am the true Satan!]

[What…?] Satan uttered, his eyes widening in shock.

There was a pitch-black sword of darkness in the hands of the demon impersonating him.

[How did you—n-no! That is a fake!!] Satan quickly shouted.

He was surprised for a brief moment, but he was sure that it was a fake.

After all, the real Wrath was in his main body.

Yet…

"...What a boring show," Lucifer remarked, narrowing his eyes.

Kang-Woo laughed in disbelief and said, [I am just as baffled as you. How dare trash like this interfere in our battle?]

He shook his head in disbelief.

From Lucifer's gaze and tone of voice, it was clear who he trusted more.

'Me, obviously,' Kang-Woo thought.

There was no need to think about it.

Between Satan who did not even have demonic energy comparable to that of a prince of Hell and was trying to talk things out instead of fighting… and Satan who exuded breathtaking demonic energy, possessed Wrath, and was trying to have a deathmatch like real demons should… it was obvious who Lucifer would believe more.

"Fuck off, distraction. I am not sure why you are trying to impersonate Satan, but that in itself is more than enough reason for me to kill you here and now."

[No, I am telling you that I am the real Satan—]

"I believe I told you to fuck off."

Lucifer emitted a strong bloodlust.

Satan grabbed his head and said, [I am… I am Satan… Why do you not believe me?]

He had never felt so frustrated and miserable ever since he had opened his eyes in the darkness of the Nine Hells. He had not felt like this even when he lost against the demon king.

Satan would not be feeling like this if he had lost in battle from weakness or died a glorious death instead.

He glared at his impersonator.

'Who is he?' Satan wondered.

Someone who had such an intense amount of demonic energy and was strong enough to pretend to be him…

'…'

There was only one person he could think of.

'No.'

Satan trembled.

He recalled a giant mouth with countless sharp teeth… and the face of the horrifying predator who devoured demons and even the princes of Hell.

That predator was neither a human, a demon, nor a god. He was just… a monster.

He was twisted and full of evil. He was someone who went against all comprehension and understanding.

'The demon king is dead,' Satan thought.

The demon king had clashed head-on with the distortions of time and space that existed between the dimensions of Earth, Aernor, Huan, and the Nine Hells.

'I had planned it that way.'

After considering the worst-case scenario, Satan had given Amon a command before planting him in the demon king's army. If Satan were to lose against the demon king and the demon king tried to return to Earth like he always mentioned… Amon was to make sure the demon king would be torn apart by the dimensional wall.

'Did he… betray me?'

Satan remembered that hunchbacked, wrinkled demon—Amon. There was no one as capable as him when it came to black magic, not even a god. Amon's black magic could interfere with the providence of the universe that was otherwise known as the system.

'No.'

Satan knew Amon wasn't a trustworthy subordinate. Nevertheless, Satan had felt the energy of the Demon King being torn apart by the system.

'But…'

He turned his head and looked with trembling eyes. There, he saw a demon wearing a red demon mask just like him, with eyes full of madness and evil.

'He didn't… die?'

Tap.

[There is no point in talking any longer,] Kang-Woo voiced quietly. He turned his head and spoke to Lucifer, [We cannot let someone interfere in our sacred battle, can we?]

"...Nonsense."

It wasn't a sacred battle in the first place.

Lucifer narrowed his eyes.

"However, I also do not like the fact that it has been interrupted."

Satan insisted, [Like I said, I am the real S—]

[Then let us deal with the interference first,] Kang-Woo said, cutting Satan off.

Kang-Woo and Lucifer turned simultaneously and rushed toward Satan. Kang-Woo's Wrath and Lucifer's Pride struck Satan simultaneously.

Bash!!

[Kurgh!!]

The body that Satan was currently using was just a fragment of his main body, and it was not even as strong as Mammon. There was no way that he would be able to take a collaborative attack of two beings at the level of a prince of Hell when he could not even use his Hell Armament.

[AAAHHH!!!]

They kept exchanging blows, and the wounds in Satan's body deepened.

[Damn it! Listen to me, Lucifer!!!]

Slash! Boom!

[Gaaaahhhh!!]

The fragment of Satan slowly crumbled at Kang-Woo and Lucifer's collaborative attack.

Satan's energy weakened noticeably.

[I am…!! Satan!!!] he cried desperately.

Satan felt like he was about to go crazy due to the situation.

"I do not know who you are, but thank you," Lucifer said coldly. His gaze sharpened as he turned and glanced at Lucis. "Thanks to you, I was able to recover my reason."

Lucifer had been so baffled by the appearance of the impersonator that his crazed mind had calmed down. He now knew what he had to do.

[Aaaahhhh!!] Satan screamed.

Stab! Slash!

The two Hell Armaments overwhelmed him.

Satan felt like he was about to go insane, as a replica of Wrath, the Hell Armament that had been with him his entire life, was overpowering him.

He was enraged and frustrated.

[I am Satan!! I am the real Sataaaaaaaaan!!!]

Crack!

The black sword stabbed him while he was screaming.