Destroying My Own Novel

“So this giant body had turned into dead skin? Isn’t that cheating if she can do something like this and repeat the process?” Sven asked as he looked at the lifeless giant body of Nefarath in front of him.

“She can do it twice, and after that, she lost all her energy to molt her skin again, but that doesn’t mean she can’t eat her old body. She can eat them and replenish her energy and repeat the process over and over,” Aurea answered as she landed next to Sven. “That’s why I lost to her. She did the same thing, and repeat the process until I finally ran out of stamina,” Aurea pointed out with her arms crossed.

“How long that fight lasted?” Vincze asked after Gunnar healed the hole in his chest and stomach.

“I don’t remember, maybe weeks…” Aurea answered so casually.

Everyone looked at Aurea with mild shocks on their faces. They decided to go back since Rozan’s condition was nowhere near that of being healthy. The nosebleed didn’t stop and his eyes kept bleeding. They were thinking if it would be better to kill him rather than wait for him to recover, but Jeanne didn’t want that and decided to go back and let him rest.

“We are coming in again after we put him in the hospital, right?” Gunnar asked.

“That depends. Would he be angry at us if you guys got a wish when he didn’t? Let’s just ask him once he woke up,” Jeanne answered and walked through the endless hallway.

“You know, I think we should voice our complaint to Mykel. Because his master and servant contracts made things harder for us,” Vincze said.

“He turned you into a Demi-God and yet you’re still complaining? I wonder if it’s Mykel at fault or it’s just you guys that are still weak,” Aurea chuckled. “But again, you’re not wrong about the contract. I guess he had thought about it and stopped growing stronger just for you guys. He held back his progress because of you weaklings,” Aurea looked at everyone with a smug look.

They all left the tower, and people were terrified when they looked at the broken armor and wounds on Sven and the others. They were petrified when they saw Rozan’s eyes and nose dripping blood. They wondered what had happened, but they were too scared to ask.

They were waiting for Rozan to wake up outside the room in the hospital. Suddenly they felt the same presence when they were on the ninety-first floor. They looked around and saw Nefarath in her human form, wearing a hoodie sweater and sweatpants, walking toward them with a smile on her face.

“Is that kid alright?” Nefarath asked.

“What are you doing here?” Aurea asked back.

“I’m just checking… I should have killed him so Mykel could revive him back to life. I don’t want to be on Mykel’s bad side because of the things that happened in there,” Nefarath yawned and sat next to Aurea. “So? Is he going to make it or should I just kill him now?” Nefarath looked at Aurea with her eyebrows raised.

“He’s going to be fine. He’s just exhausted after using his skill. He’ll wake up soon,” Aurea answered. “Anyway, what makes you think you can fight me and Jeanne at the same time?” Aurea asked.

Jeanne thought it would only take a few hours for Rozan to wake up, and it turned out it took him three days to gain consciousness. They were waiting for him and were glad that he woke up and barely recovered from exhaustion.

Since they had been waiting for three days, there was no reason to rush things up. They decided to wait until Rozan’s full recovery before they challenged Demon King Beelzebub.

Two days passed and they all went into the Beelzebub Tower again. They went up to the hundred-first floor and realized the scenery there compared to Nefarath’s place was no different. There were so many dead flies as big as a bus, and they were stacked up and became as big as a mountain.

“Ugh… this smell again…” Vincze covered his nostrils.

“I came prepared. I brought these masks and you can wear them,” Edith said with a gas mask on her face.

Everyone was bowing their heads to Edith and worshiping her like a Goddess for bringing the gas mask. She was laughing as she distributed all the masks to everyone.

Rozan and the others needed to make sure that all the flies around them were dead. It would be bad if they were sleeping since those flies seemed powerful and a pain to deal with.

“Even the tower is covered with feces and blood… who the hell lives like this?” Vincze looked at the tower in front of him. “Should we just go in?” Vincze looked at Jeanne.

Jeanne nodded her head and then opened the door. It was so foul that the pungent smell couldn’t be filtered by the gas mask. It was so bad that if they removed the gas mask it would only make it worse for them.

The inside was the same. Dead flies were scattered inside the towers, but they ignored them and hurriedly climbed the towers. They hated it there because the smell started to affect their brains. Although it was bad, Rozan had to observe the flies and find out if there were any weaknesses in their bodies.

“It’s just a normal fly, right?” Rozan asked Nagy since she was a master in the anatomy of living beings.

“Surprisingly, it’s the same flies as in our world,” Nagy nodded her head in agreement.

“Oh, you don’t know? Flies originally came from hell. They’re creatures who feed on rotting flesh and give back information to Beelzebub about the worlds they’re in. That’s why Beelzebub can take over all the worlds so easily,” Aurea answered as she looked at both of them.

“Now that I think about it, flies indeed the embodiment of glutton. They eat everything without hesitation. I guess now it makes sense that the demons are already using this thing to infiltrate mortal worlds in exchange for being useful to us,” Rozan said as he stared at the flies.

Jeanne looked up when she heard something from above, “Something is coming.”

Everyone looked up and listened to faint buzzing sounds from above them. It was enough to tell that the flies were coming down toward them since they might have smelt something new in the tower.

Rozan remembered what Aurea said about the flies, and he decided to go all out to kill the flies with his magic. He told the others just to watch him and made sure that his magic was enough to kill them.

The moment they saw flies coming toward them from the hallway, Rozan cast walls of [Hellfire]. It was so powerful that the flies burned their wings before the bodies could reach the wall, but the bodies went past through the wall of fire and started to grow stronger. Gerrard then shot them all in the head with an arrow covered in [Hellfire].

“This is fine, let’s kill them before they could grow back their wings!” Gerrard said as he grabbed arrows from the quiver on his back.

All of them waited right in front of the [Hellfire] wall and killed whoever flew past it.

They kept doing that over and over on different floors until they finally reached the top of the tower. It was so long that they wasted three days nonstop to reach the top since the flies seemed endless.

“I wonder what Beelzebub looks like, is he going to be like a fly with big eyes and a long mouth?” Rozan asked as he stretched his fingers and cracked them.

“If that’s really the case, he must be one ugly bastard,” Sven said and looked at the giant door covered in feces.

Aurea scoffed as she walked toward the door. She then kicked it open and looked at Beelzebub sitting on his throne. “That’s the Lord of the Flies,” Aurea walked to the side and pointed at a demon with massive demon wings, but the skin was transparent like flies. He was so muscular and the biggest Demon King that they had ever seen. He was as tall as Gabriel and Michael, a forty-meter tall demon with nothing covering his body.

“Holy shit, he’s jacked…” Vincze said as he looked at the giant horns on his head and a long beard.