Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1571 - 90: The Beginning of Destruction (Double-Length) (Part 4)

The woman sitting before the stele froze for a moment, then lowered her head, as if the features hidden beneath her golden hair were all beginning to tremble.

In front of this extremely empty stele, where a few points of golden light flickered, she murmured softly,

"Asuka, did you see that..."

"...Miss Ashley, President definitely cannot see it. Reasons as follows: her life or Death is currently unknown. High probability she’s alive, but it’s also possible she’s dead. If she’s dead, then she definitely can’t see it; and if she’s alive, she’s not here, so she definitely can’t see it either. In conclusion..."

"Noisy!"

"...Do you require David Two to stop talking?"

"..."

...

...

Inside the Dynasty’s Performance Gate at this moment, Fisher, who had finally fused that last bit of black mud into his body, felt the Chaos within him at last fade away. After confirming again and again that it would not overflow, he finally let out a breath.

Yet the feeling brought by those injuries still lingered all over his body. He didn’t even have the time to care about them, and hurriedly lowered his head to look at Rafael beneath him. Sensing that her current breath was healthy, and that she even seemed to be slowly undergoing a transformation, he finally relaxed a little.

But it wasn’t over yet. He quickly turned his head toward Helair, who was still staring at him with a blank expression. She was the one who had dragged Rafael’s burning soul back from the brink.

Looking at her now, Fisher’s throat rolled once, his voice turning extremely hoarse, just as he was about to speak:

"Helair, I..."

"Rumble!"

Right then, the entire Dynasty suddenly began to shake violently again. Fisher and Helair’s faces changed at the same time, for only one reason: Fisher was now feeling a certain terribly familiar sensation once more.

Death...

And an erupting Death!!

Almost exactly the same as that time with the Ideal Country, only even more frenzied!

What on earth is going on?

Helair frowned and looked upward. Fisher followed her gaze, and suddenly saw a void Gate for some reason wide open, as if representing some loosening of the Sealing.

It was the Gate of the Performance Gate!

"Hahahaha, I did it!! Now I can die!! Hahahaha!!"

And within that illusory Gate, a withered figure wrapped head to toe in bandages, eyes crazed, was excitedly walking out from within, admiring his own masterpiece with satisfaction.

"Solomon..."

"This is bad, that idiot actually opened all ten Gates!! Death is going to awaken!"

"No... I..."

Listening to Helair’s extremely grave voice, Fisher was just about to get up to stop it, but before he could stand, he felt his strength give out. His eyes rolled white, his body went limp, and he fell into a faint, collapsing to the side.

Helair smoothly reached out and gently caught his collapsing body, pulling him into her arms, holding him tightly against her.

But on her face, the expression that had been "unexpected" in front of Fisher vanished in an instant, turning into a calm that was somewhat complicated in meaning.

"Rumble!"

The entire Demon Dynasty shuddered before the Death that was about to awaken. Princess Helair held the completely unconscious Fisher, while behind her illusory dawn light flared, also dragging Rafael, who was in the midst of advancing into Myth, toward the edge of the Performance Gate.

In the next moment, all the Dynasty’s magma erupted into a boil, announcing that beneath it, a horror that had slept for tens of thousands of years was awakening.

"Cough... cough... Paimon..."

Helair, expressionless, carried Fisher as she walked, dragging the levitating Rafael at her side along with her, and failed to notice that lying on the ground nearby was Demon God Agares, grievously wounded by the black mud.

At this moment she clutched her ruined body and slowly pushed herself up from the ground. First she cast a vicious glance at Rafael behind Helair, gritting her teeth as she said,

"You... lied to us. The Blessing on this Dragon-man Species... can’t help us gain freedom... On the contrary, it’s burned the Gap!! Right now the Gap outside is slowly collapsing... Just what are you trying to do, Paimon?! Cough, cough..."

With Helair holding Fisher, Agares could not clearly see her expression for the moment. Not until a few seconds later did Helair look at Agares with a smile, serene as a holy Angel, and say,

"That’s right, I lied to you."

"...You... animal..."

Agares clutched her body, cursing her so, then continued to stare at her through clenched teeth and went on,

"You... took it upon yourself to open the ten Gates... let Death return to the world again... You... just now... used another Dragon-man’s soul... to repair this Red Dragon Man’s soul... and used power below True God... to extinguish the Soul Fire of Blessing burning on her soul... Even a Demigod couldn’t do all that so easily... Your mastery of souls even surpasses Dalasgon... What the hell are you?!"

"You’ve misjudged me, Agares."

"Heh, let’s hope so..."

Agares let out a cold laugh, then looked icily at the smiling Helair and said, tireless, "Then what about Fisher? You did all this for him? Yet you have to watch, eyes wide open, as he gives up everything for this Dragon-man who isn’t even Myth. He’s willing to die for her rather than fulfill your wish! The two of us being used by you is only four and a half years at most, but you? These thousands of years you’ve been waiting, arranging everything, and now it’s all turned to bubbles. How ironic, cough cough..."