Custom Made Demon King

Chapter 421 Cerberus

Chapter 421 Cerberus

After the plague storm dissipated, Sareth moved forward a distance. But before he could get far, he suddenly heard a loud bang behind him.

The ground was shaking, as though a giant monster was chasing from behind. The heavy footsteps sounded like a tank running over the ground.

Sareth realized that something was amiss, so he immediately ran. As he ran, he looked back and saw an enormous hellhound chasing from behind, knocking away all the obstacles blocking the way as smoke and dust filled the

air.

The other party was extremely fast, and Sareth realized that he might not be able to outrun the big dog, so he immediately spread his flame wings and flew into the sky.

As soon as he flew into the sky, a black shadow pounced from under his feet. This enormous hellhound suddenly jumped up with all its might and bit at Sareth’s feet in the air, almost biting Sareth. Looking down from the sky, he saw three bloody mouths flying past his feet.

“So... so close!” Sareth broke out in cold sweat. Just in case, he went a little higher.

“Stupid bug!” After the hellhound king landed, the three heads looked fiercely at Sareth and growled. “Did you kill the demons here?”

Sareth’s eyes widened. “You can speak?”

Of course, he was surprised. When he saw this hellhound, Sareth immediately thought of Fat Tiger. Fat Tiger was much bigger than this hellhound, but Fat Tiger did not know how to speak. Sareth and Fat Tiger were together all the time, causing him to think that demons like hellhounds did not know how to speak, so when he heard the other party talk, he found it unbelievable.

“Nonsense! I am the king of hellhounds, a demon who inherited the name of Cerberus!” The hellhound king roared but then asked doubtfully, “Who are you?! I smell the aura of a demon-human hybrid from you, but you’re not of the Sparda bloodline. You don’t have the damn stench of the Sparda bloodline... Wait!”

The three heads of the hellhound king raised and sniffed at Sareth, who was in the air, seemingly confirming something.

“What’s going on?” Seeing the big dog’s actions, Sareth was a little puzzled. He could not help but stretch out his arm and smell himself.

“Half-demon brat!” The hellhound king suddenly changed its form of address and asked Sareth in confusion, “Why do I smell the scent of another hellhound from you? And this scent... Have you been in contact with my kind for a long time?”

“Why should I tell you?” Sareth asked warily.

This enormous hellhound seemed to have suddenly appeared. Sareth did not know how it appeared, but considering that he had just used his foster father’s power to activate the plague storm and eliminate numerous demons, he felt that this hellhound might have come specifically for him.

Three-headed hellhounds in the Abyss were considered a race of demons, but most of them were only at the middle-rank demon level. They could use a certain amount of elemental power, but most of the time, they relied on their tyrannical physical strength to fight. Very few three-headed hellhounds could break through to the high-rank demon level.

Of course, Sareth had listened to Benia telling him the common sense of the Abyss, but at this moment, his common sense was invalid regarding this hellhound in front of him. Not only was this hellhound king a true high-rank demon, but it was also at the level of an elite high-rank demon. Sareth could feel the powerful aura of the other party’s rank and felt that it was stronger than the high-rank demon who had caught him.

Can’t beat it. Sareth knew that even if he entered his demon state, he could not defeat this hellhound...

Fortunately, this hellhound did not have wings like Fat Tiger and did seem to be able to fly. If Sareth wanted to run, he should be able to escape...

However, Sareth did not understand why this hellhound would ask about Fat Tiger, and he subconsciously wanted to refuse to answer.

This hellhound king was about four meters tall and more than ten meters long. Although it was only half the size of Fat Tiger, its size was quite astonishing. After being rejected by Sareth, the hellhound king seemed to be a little irritated. It jumped twice on the ground, and its four limbs that were thicker than elephant legs stomped the ground loudly. “Don’t make me angry, half-demon brat!” the left head of the hellhound king said. Thick flames like magma burned in the mouth of this head, and the middle head and the right head were frost and lightning. In its anger, the elemental power in its body began to boil as it roared at Sareth, “Answer my question! Otherwise, I’ll kill you without mercy. Tell me! Have you come into contact with others of my kind?!”

“So what if I have?” Sareth secretly tightened his grip on Calamity behind his waist. He prepared to shoot the big dog when he saw that the situation was not right and then quickly escape. After hearing Sareth’s answer, the hellhound king bared its teeth and continued asking, “Then what is he like? Is he powerful?!”

Sareth nodded. “Of course. Your body is only half his size. Moreover, Brother Fat Tiger has demon wings. He can fly!”

“Nonsense! We hellhounds have never had demon wings!” After being stunned for a moment, the hellhound king said angrily, “Are you lying to me?!”

“Why would I lie to you?” Sareth said. “Are you really the king of hellhounds? With your size, you’re the liar, right?”

Roar!! The hellhound king was angered by Sareth’s words. It opened its left head, and a thick flame pillar shot out and attacked Sareth in the air.

Sareth was shocked and hurriedly dodged. This flame pillar brushed past his chest and flew into the distance, hitting a broken human building. It actually burned the building into lava, causing it to collapse slowly.

“Be careful with your words, half-demon brat!” The hellhound king did not continue attacking but instead roared, “Only I, Cerberus, am the king of hellhounds! Only I am the most powerful hellhound! Tell me, where is the hellhound you mentioned? If you say it, I can spare your life!”

“Huh?!” Sareth finally understood the intentions of the hellhound king and could not help but exclaim in surprise, “You want to fight with Brother Fat Tiger?” “That’s right! There can only be one true hellhound king!” Cerberus said. “That’s me!” “This... might not be possible...” Sareth scratched his head. “Because he isn’t here!”

“Then where is he?!” Cerberus asked.

“He’s in the Abyss!” Sareth spread his hands. “Unless you return to the Abyss... Or you can wait for my foster father to come to this world. He might bring Brother Fat Tiger...” Hearing the term ‘Abyss’ from Sareth, Cerberus was stunned for a moment before saying in a low voice, “Abyss? I haven’t been back for a long time...”

“How long has it been since you’ve returned to the Abyss?” Sareth asked curiously.

“Two thousand years!” Cerberus gnashed its teeth in anger. “It’s all that traitor Sparda’s fault! If he hadn’t sealed the passage and severed the connection between the Demon World and the Abyss, the demons of the Demon World wouldn’t have been trapped in this world for so long.”

Yes, the demons’ hatred for Sparda was not only because of his betrayal of his compatriots but also because he had severed the connection between the Demon World and the Abyss. For two thousand years, the demons of the Demon World could not return, and the demons of the Abyss could not come. This was equivalent to a disguised cage trapping the demons here.

“But the seal has loosened!” Sareth said. “Some demons have returned to the Abyss, and I came here from the Abyss through a rift...”

“You?! A half-demon from the Abyss came here?” Cerberus said in disbelief. “Has the Abyss changed so much after two thousand years? Half-demons are actually allowed to stay in the Abyss?” “Um...” Sareth did not know how to answer this question, so he could only change the topic. “Let’s not talk about this for now. If you want to return to the Abyss, you should be able to do it now.”

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“Impossible!” Cerberus’s three heads shook together. “My demon contract is in His Majesty Mundus’s hands. As long as the contract remains, I can’t go back...”

Sareth spread his hands. “Then there’s nothing I can do.”

Cerberus paced back and forth on the ground in frustration. Perhaps because of its agitation, but the elemental power emanating from its body caused the ground around it to change. A part of the ground turned into magma, and another part turned into frost. Occasionally, lightning would flash across the ground, making Sareth speechless.

This hellhound was indeed different from Fat Tiger. Fat Tiger’s three heads were fire, frost, and poison. But as his body grew bigger, Fat Tiger basically did not use elemental powers afterward. He purely relied on his physical strength to bully others, so from the aspect of elemental power alone, Cerberus might really be stronger than Fat Tiger.

“Half-demon brat!” After walking a few rounds, Cerberus suddenly stopped and said to Sareth, “Since you’ve been in contact with that hellhound for a long time, you should be able to summon him! Right?”

“No way! Do you have to be so stubborn?” Sareth asked in surprise. “Besides, what are you here for? Did Urizen send you to eliminate the intruders?”

“Urizen... he isn’t my master!” Cerberus lowered its voice. “My master is Mundus!”