Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 3234: Tyrannovermis Incarnation

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Realms, Dark Realm, Seven Prince of Hell Territory, Pandemonium City, Outskirts

“Welcome to the club for unlucky gems who weren’t fortunate enough to be recruited by the Master himself.”

The half-humanoid, half-goat with four arms, standing in a daze, lifted its head to show eyes clearer than ever, but the light theme was no longer the same. They turned to look at a beautiful, tall humanoid that appeared to have been carved out of ice, slowly floating down the crack in the subdimension.

“I’m satisfied to have been chosen by the most beautiful Bloodkin,” Belphegor bowed to the snow elf, knowing it was one of the clones of Bloodkin Thalorien, but added, “though it would have been the greatest honor of my life to have been recruited by Master.”

“Flattery? Um… Master has already elevated your gem tier to partner tier,” Thalorien’s clone raised his eyebrow, seeing Belphegor being well-articulated with an intent to flatter. “You must have been quite a silver-tongued devil in your past life. Anyway, get to work then.”

Seeing Belphegor nod, the clone snapped its fingers, and its figure vanished out of the crack in the subdimension, leaving behind the words, “We were never here.”

As the snow elven clones left, the snowfall covering the city and its vicinity stopped, and at that same time, Belphegor received a notification from his devil codex that he was the sole leader of the Seven Princes of Hell’s dark faction.

Having received what he had risked his life for, there was no happiness or satisfaction on Belphegor’s face. Instead, he began to repair the subdimension indifferently, patiently waiting to play his part in his master’s plan.

…

After resigning as one of the faction leaders of the Seven Princes of Hell and quitting the dark faction, Mommon waited for Belphegor’s Tyrannovermis incarnation to bring him the explosion-type true relic it was guarding under the city as he drafted a detailed text to the Bloodrool representative, reporting what had transpired, apologizing for letting down their trust in him, attaching his contract with Belphegor, and providing a piece of valuable information along with a gift to make up for his fault, as his master had instructed him to.

Soon, a huge demonic beast with the head of a T-rex and the body of a worm appeared in the Millennium Volcano Heart natural array formation. Falling before Mommon, it vomited out the explosion-type true relic that had been created using not one but two World Will fragments.

Throwing the Tyrannovermis demonic beast out of the array, Mommon picked up the true relic and cleaned it before sending the text he had already drafted to the Bloodrool representative along with the true relic through the Demon Merchant Code.

Executing the first step of his master’s plan, Mommon bowed towards his master, who was busy with his hearing, before leaving the natural array at the center of the volcano and flying to the skies above his city, below the city array formation, giving the Bloodrool representative and his fellows permission to use the Demon Merchant Code’s functions in his city and its vicinity, as they had requested after receiving his report, apology, contract, information, and gift.

Mommon didn’t have to wait long. Soon, the four Bloodrool assassins flew out of the city to meet him. They were all ruler-class Bloodrool hybrids. As a semi-ruler-class devil, Mommon didn’t find these assassins intimidating. He held all their gazes, confident that if shit were to go down, he would have no trouble killing them.

A few seconds later, Mommon suddenly felt the blood in his body freeze as a pale-white humanoid female with crimson eyes and ash-blonde hair, her shoulders draped in a wool overcoat with the Bloodrool royalty’s coat of arms etched on its back, arrived before them through the Demon Merchant Code’s transportation function.

The Bloodrool assassins immediately bowed to the woman, shouting, “Your Highness, Princess Bloodawn!”

Mommon followed the assassin’s lead and bowed, despite having no feeling in his body, let alone control over his blood. Now he knew who the Bloodrool representative he had been talking with was asking the extra permission for: a pureblood Bloodrool, one belonging to the royalty, no less.

“I take it you are Mommon?” Bloodawn eyed Mommon, ignoring the assassins, her eyes flashing with a red light.

“Yes, Your Highness,” Mommon nodded, wondering if Belphegor would be able to complete the second step of their master’s plan with her here.

“You should have contacted us the moment Belphegor threatened you. Do you not consider the Bloodrools your allies, or do you underestimate us?” Bloodawn asked, staring at Mommon with a look of ire that was hotter than the sun above. “Well, which is it?”

Mommon could feel his blood again, but it still didn’t obey him. It churned and seethed, as if boiling his body from the inside out. The pain was immense, and soon, blood began to seep from every orifice. The sight of blood almost caused the hybrid assassins to loss sanity while the princess had a disdain on her face.

Had Mommon not been a Calamity Daughter Gem, he could never have endured the torment long enough to answer Bloodawn, “No, Your Highness! This lowly one had no such intent. I swear it on my life. It simply never occurred to this stupid servant to contact the Bloodrool representative until after everything had been settled.

“This unworthy one begs Your Highness’s forgiveness. My blunder has not only delayed the plans of the Bloodrool Hegemony but has forced Your Highness to dirty your noble hands cleaning up after a worthless wretch like me. This servant deserves ten thousand deaths. I beg you, please spare this miserable life.”

Bloodawn looked at Mommon, impressed. Many would have lost consciousness by now, but the devil before her had withstood her presence. Even though it was a pathetic sight, it didn’t change the fact that he had succeeded where many had failed.

Bloodawn withdrew her presence. “Though you were in the wrong, you came clean and took steps to rectify it. Your status as a Bloodrool ally remains safe. But know this: there is no more generosity where that came from.”

“Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness.”