Vampire Summoner's Rebirth: Summoning The Vampire Queen At The Start

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“I am not joking, and all of you will soon see what we are capable of. One day, Hell will become our domain.” Asmodeus said with a smirk.

Lucifer gritted his sharp teeth, feeling frustrated that the enemy that almost killed him had come back due to his own stupidity. Now all these problems that were soon to fall upon him were all provoked by him.

“As they say, Lucifer.” Asmodeus said. “You reap what you sow. You gave me a second chance, and I shall not waste it! Prepare yourself for the show of your life!”

“SHUT UP!!!” Lucifer roared, firing a giant fireball at them.

BOOOOOOOOMMMM!!!

As they disappeared, Asmodeus appeared right behind Lucifer once more, whispering to his ears, provoking him further.

“Y-YOU…!”

“Hahahahahaha!”

Asmodeus laughed as his projection disappeared, turning into an endless swarm of bats… Lucifer roared in frustration, feeling completely destroyed emotionally.

Despite being the King of Pride, he had a terribly frail ego, mostly because of the rejection and issues he had with his own father, which he desired to kill the most, God.

“But how…?” Lucifer thought. “Don’t tell me…!”

He realized it a bit too late. Alongside Beelzebub’s defeat, the Holy Spirit of Light cut down his soul into almost two equal pieces. With a lot of most of a great deal of his powers, Beelzebub fell into a comatose state, while the owners of his other soul’s half, the Holy Spirits were able to exert part of his Demonic Authority on hell itself.

This was… the trick behind what they did. Asmodeus was easily able to show up thanks to his connection with them through the Divine Protection he received from the Twelve Holy Spirits. They seemed to have no plans in doing anything in Hell yet, but the Layer of Gluttony was pretty much already within their own territory.

This was what Asmodeus meant… As long as he can defeat the Archdemons one by one through the unique powers of the Twelve Holy Spirits, eventually, the entirety of Hell could one day become their domain.

It was a bit too late for him now to unseal Beelzebub, as if he did, he could simply unleash even more of their authority into his Dimension. Or he could even let go of a crazed Beelzebub who had lost almost half of his soul, losing part of his intelligence, and becoming a stupid beast.

Well, he was already kind of one, but right now, with half of his brain missing, he might become a threat to Lucifer and could even recklessly attempt to attack him. One of the things he was grateful to Asmodeus is that he sealed the Archdemons, giving him total dominance over Hell.

But at the same time, this also gave Asmodeus an advantage above them, as they were unable to exert their truest power nor their truest Manifestations while being sealed in the statues… It was a rather terrible price he had to pay, but he was still rather optimistic in that Asmodeus wouldn’t be able to get to the other Demons just as easily.

Especially because they were much more cunning and smarter than Beelzebub, and unlike the dumb insect, they were capable of forming alliances as well to fight against a common enemy. Many of them were already considering that.

Lucifer, however, had to stop himself from helping them too much either and decided to concentrate on moving his own forces across Spiritias. After all, the strongest Demon King that was slowly taking over the World of Spiritias and that had already conquered a whole continent was nobody else than his servant.

“You might have won this battle, Asmodeus.” He said. “But you will not win the war.”

Lucifer glanced silently at the projections showing to him through his Demonic Orb, admiring the ever-growing Demonic Kingdom that was being formed in the Northern Continent, now named the Demon or Dark Continent.

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Meanwhile, within Spiritias, even as Beelzebub was defeated, his cult remained, and still as large as it was before. The news of the Demon Tower falling apart, and of their archdemon’s vessel being destroyed by Asmodeus reincarnation were, in fact, a shock.

Many of the prominent leaders of this cult were left perplexed, from one day to another, their entire lives gave a sudden turn. With Beelzebub’s powers gone to aid them, and with the Tower no longer here, despair quickly took over the mind of a few members.

However, the leaders of the cult were intelligent, and manipulative people. If Beelzebub wasn’t there for them, they will merely find another Archdemon to serve and gain powers from.

“So it seems the tower has fallen.”

“Asmodeus’ reincarnation… has allied with Spiritias Holy Spirits! What kind of joke is this?!”

“The Holy Spirits who never did a thing against the Demons through this entire time have suddenly decided to become incredibly active?”

“This… this is hopeless…”

Many despaired, but their leaders only saw this as a new opportunity. Many of them were already colluding with other Archdemon Cults anyways.

“It is truly a tragedy, and it is frightening to even think of how strong that child has become… However, our plans will continue in motion.” Said one of their leaders, a beautiful young lady with long red hair and a cocky smirk, she was Lady Sathan, a prominent noble of the Goldriver Kingdom. “This is even more of a reason to continue fighting! We must avenge our King. And we must end what we started! Is it not, young man?”

The voice of someone rather familiar to many in Stronghold City was heard across a Demonic Orb transmitting into the Cult’s base. Another of the many humans that have betrayed humanity and sided with the Demons for devious, selfish reasons.

“That’s right… I am honestly surprised of what the little Blake has done…” He said.

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