Apostle Michael

Chapter 18 of 25

Chapter 18

Chapter 18. Hagenti (3)

Mikael could neither dodge nor block.

He had no aura left to stop that attack.

All he could do in that desperate moment was throw the divine beasts as far away as possible.

BOOOOM!

Blood splattered messily across the ground, as though a mosquito had been crushed beneath a palm.

An ordinary person would have been completely flattened, leaving almost no recognizable shape behind.

But the one beneath that giant palm was Mikael.

“Your life force really is tougher than a cockroach’s. Absolutely disgusting.”

Although his lack of aura meant he could no longer regenerate at the incredible speed he had before, Mikael’s body was still slowly repairing itself.

“There’s no point continuing this any longer. It would be better to finish things now.”

“Cough, cough.”

The giant hand lifted away.

Through Mikael’s vision, Hagenti appeared in front of him, holding a purple stone.

The demonic energy coming from the stone immediately triggered Mikael’s sense of danger.

However, his crushed body was already incapable of moving.

Just as Hagenti brought the stone toward Mikael’s mouth—

BOOOOM!

An explosion erupted from inside the monastery.

“T-The monastery is collapsing!”

“Ah! No!”

The followers and Hagenti all turned toward the source of the explosion.

The followers had been ordered to remain where they were, so they couldn’t go and protect the monastery.

All they could do was anxiously stomp their feet.

Hoping for some response, they glanced toward Hagenti.

Thud.

Hagenti understood just how worried they were about the monastery they called their sanctuary.

So he released the fistful of hair he had been holding.

“...So you didn’t come alone.”

Mikael’s vision still hadn’t fully returned to focus, leaving everything blurry.

Even so, he could roughly tell where Hagenti was glaring.

It was near the place where Mikael had thrown Valefor.

“I thought it was strange when something happened to the tree. So you really did have reinforcements.”

Mikael might have been short on aura, but his senses had not died with it.

He could feel the flow of demonic energy continuously draining out of Hagenti.

I don’t know what that tree is, but is it connected to the barrier?

Suddenly, Mikael remembered Taedeung’s panicked reaction when the barrier had been broken.

Whatever it was, it was clearly extremely important to them.

That meant it was probably heavily guarded or hidden somewhere extremely difficult to find.

Those two actually managed to break the barrier...?

I never expected that.

It was hard to believe.

The two people he had trusted the least had somehow created an unexpected variable and bought him time.

“Let’s see... One human girl and—hm?”

“Haa.”

After finishing his search, Hagenti rubbed his smooth bald head and showed a displeased expression.

“Simply because you are favored by Greed does not mean you may freely cross every boundary.”

He was obviously talking about Valefor.

Hagenti, who had remained relaxed from beginning to end, suddenly gave off an icy atmosphere as he muttered.

“I thought you had been behaving yourself rather well, yet now you’ve joined hands with a priest...”

“Have you finally fallen as low as you possibly can?”

Of course, Hagenti himself had tried to make Mikael his subordinate.

But joining hands with someone and making someone your subordinate were completely different matters, weren’t they?

“Rise, my sons.”

Hagenti turned toward the followers lying on the ground and gave his command.

The followers, who had been panicking moments earlier, immediately rose and lowered their bodies respectfully.

“I shall deliver a revelation.”

“There are insolent remnants who have invaded our sanctuary.”

The followers’ eyes shone as they listened carefully to every word Hagenti spoke.

“In the name of the Golden Bull, execute them.”

“And if there is someone among them whom you cannot handle, restrain them for as long as possible until I arrive.”

Valefor was also a Great Demon.

And he was the subject of countless rumors.

Because Hagenti himself considered Valefor someone worth being cautious of, he obviously knew ordinary followers would never be enough to defeat him.

But that was fine.

“Give your lives.”

As long as their sacrifices could peel away Valefor’s veil and expose what lay beneath, their deaths would be meaningful.

I’ve heard rumors about him since long ago and always wondered.

This actually works out rather well.

Let me see just how impressive that famous power of his truly is.

Once the revelation was given—

“We hear the words of our Father.”

Dozens of followers entered the monastery in pursuit of Sia and Valefor.

Watching them scatter in perfect order, Mikael once again wondered whether those things really were ordinary low- and mid-ranking demons.

“You have the expression of a curious cat with its ears perked up.”

Hagenti returned to his usual relaxed expression and slipped the purple stone back inside his clothes.

Mikael’s aura must really suit its taste.

I didn’t expect it to react this strongly.

Hagenti looked impressed by the stone that was still wriggling inside his clothes.

He then spoke to Mikael, whose body had yet to fully recover.

“Curious?”

“About what they really are?”

Perhaps Mikael’s recovered aura would trigger an even greater reaction.

And while he was at it, Hagenti could also investigate Valefor’s hidden power.

Having discovered something new and interesting, Hagenti deliberately drew out the conversation to buy time.

“...”

Mikael avoided answering.

This was exactly the kind of situation where responding would only let Hagenti manipulate the conversation.

But—

Crack! Bzzzt! Bzzzt!

Perhaps dissatisfied with Mikael’s silence, Hagenti stomped down on his arm.

“Ghk...”

Friction tore through flesh that hadn’t finished healing yet, sending blood spraying outward.

Hearing Mikael groan, Hagenti smiled in satisfaction.

“Your curiosity is written all over your face. There’s no need to desperately look away.”

“You are practically mine already, so perhaps there is no harm in letting you know a little about my grand plan.”

Like a child desperate to boast about something, Hagenti began rambling.

“Do you remember my temple?”

“The one you destroyed?”

Long ago, Hagenti had gathered demons he had subjugated in France and built a temple.

From the outside, it had appeared to be a landmark representing the local region.

But inside, it was a place where kidnapped people were gathered and subjected to all kinds of experiments.

“If you hadn’t happened to pass by and destroy that place, I would have produced countless accomplishments there.”

Mikael still remembered destroying the temple after receiving Helena’s request.

However—

“Cough. I don’t really bother remembering insignificant things. Heh.”

He lied simply because he wanted to mock Hagenti.

“You cockroach bastard!”

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Unable to control his emotions after hearing the mockery of the very person responsible, Hagenti began punishing him.

The foot that had been stomping on Mikael’s wound now came down repeatedly without restraint.

The sounds of bones breaking echoed vividly throughout Mikael’s entire body.

“Huu... Just remembering that day still makes my blood boil.”

“But now you’re lying beneath my feet.”

“At last, things are as they should be.”

“Ghh...”

His regenerating organs were shattered all over again.

Even breathing became difficult for Mikael.

Seeing Mikael struggle beneath him finally soothed Hagenti’s anger.

He lifted his foot and continued explaining.

“Those children are the results of the experiments conducted in that temple.”

“Demons I created anew.”

Mikael frowned at those words and swallowed saliva mixed with blood.

Created new demons?

As far as Mikael remembered, there had indeed been cases where Great Demons created other demons.

The problem was that those methods were closer to summoning.

They weren’t about possessing someone’s body.

“Those children don’t even know they’re demons.”

“They believe they have received the blessing of a god.”

That was the real problem.

A demon didn’t know it was a demon?

That was no different from looking into a mirror and asking who the person staring back was.

“Isn’t it fascinating?”

It was a twisted hobby.

Hagenti enjoyed watching the expressions of people lost inside the bizarre maze he had personally created.

Even now, he could clearly see Mikael trying to hide his curiosity.

So Hagenti decided to drag things out while waiting for Mikael’s regeneration to progress.

“...How can you place them inside human bodies without them even knowing they’re demons?”

Eventually, after his organs had regenerated enough, Mikael could no longer suppress his curiosity and asked the question.

“Who knows?”

Even though Hagenti’s face was hidden beneath his helmet, Mikael could feel it.

The bastard had to be grinning from ear to ear.

That makes no sense.

Unless they’ve lost their memories...

“Haha. Your thoughts are written all over your face.”

“The followers haven’t lost their memories.”

At that moment, something began wriggling near Hagenti’s chest.

“Perfect timing. It seems the warming process is complete.”

“Would you like to see it?”

Apparently eager to talk, Hagenti immediately opened his hand.

On his palm was the same purple stone he had pushed toward Mikael earlier.

As if the wriggling from moments ago had been an illusion, it was now completely motionless.

“I created this.”

“I haven’t decided on a name yet, but I was thinking something like the ‘Egg of Blessing.’ What do you think?”

There was something deeply wrong about hearing such a sacred-sounding name attached to an unholy stone.

Especially when the one using that name was a demon.

Then again, perhaps only Hagenti—someone who wished to become a god—could come up with such a name.

“When this is implanted into a human, a demon grows inside them and eventually takes over both their body and mind.”

What Hagenti had just explained was not something Mikael could dismiss lightly.

It meant Hagenti could produce an army of fanatics without restriction—followers who worshiped him as a god and would willingly sacrifice their lives for him.

I thought he was just some perverted freak...

At that moment, Hagenti rose considerably higher on Mikael’s personal ranking of dangerous enemies.

Hagenti folded his arms and cheerfully circled around Mikael.

“Those who gradually begin losing their minds during the erosion process are called Followers of Tragedy.”

“Those whose demons have completely hatched and taken over their bodies are called Followers of Comedy.”

Mikael finally understood why the followers he had encountered had been divided into two distinct types.

From the moment the egg was implanted inside them, they could only act and express themselves according to the stage that had already been decided for them.

Tap, tap.

Hagenti stopped circling and stood directly in front of Mikael.

Then, as though proudly showing off his accomplishment, he tapped his own chest.

“Among them, this child was my greatest masterpiece.”

“He adapted to the power of transformation better than any of the others.”

At last, all of Mikael’s questions were answered.

Why had Taedeung, whom Mikael had assumed to be a high-ranking demon, seemed so strangely naive?

Why had a demon behaved like an utterly devoted believer?

Now it all made sense.

“Haha. It’s been so long since I talked this much that I completely lost track of time.”

“Now, accept it.”

Hagenti bent down on one knee and placed the Egg of Blessing on the ground.

Then he grabbed Mikael by the jaw and forced his mouth open.

Mikael’s bloodshot eyes met Hagenti’s gaze beneath the helmet.

Through the openings in the helmet, Hagenti’s eyes were overflowing with delight.

“I told you to become my servant, but truthfully, there’s something else I’ve been curious about.”

“I want to know how that disgusting body of yours will accept my seed.”

Hagenti’s experiments were far from over.

“Will the power of the holy relic purify even the seed?”

“Or...”

A laugh filled with anticipation escaped him as he imagined the result that was about to appear.

“Will you give birth to a demon worthy of being called a hybrid?”

The moment those words ended, Valefor grabbed the Egg of Blessing with one hand and shoved it into Mikael’s mouth.

As though desperate to consume every last drop of Mikael’s aura, the fist-sized egg slipped into his mouth almost eagerly.

“Uuugh!”

Sensing the danger, Mikael desperately moved his tongue, trying to spit the foreign object back out.

However, Hagenti’s powerful hand clamped down over both his nose and mouth.

Gulp.

Mikael finally swallowed the egg.

Seeing that, Hagenti straightened his knee and stood.

“A demon wielding Helena’s Cross.”

“There could hardly be a more precious mutation.”

“Ahh... It’s beautiful just imagining it.”

“Uweeeek! Uweeeek!”

Overcome with joy, Hagenti raised both hands high toward the sky.

Finally released from his crushing grip, Mikael repeatedly gagged and tried to vomit.

But the egg seemed to have already settled somewhere deep inside him.

It showed no sign of coming back out.

“Haa... Haa...”

“No matter what it takes, I’m going to fuck you up, you fucking piece of shit.”

His insides churned violently.

He could feel what remained of his aura struggling against the egg filled with demonic energy.

As small spasms began running through Mikael’s body, Hagenti sneered down at him.

“There’s no need to be so anxious.”

“I’ll turn your reinforcements into demons as well.”

Hagenti turned his gaze toward the monastery, where the followers had already gone.

Mikael, reduced to a helpless weakling, was no longer interesting enough to hold Hagenti’s attention.

“Isn’t that right, Valefor?”

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