"Andromalius noster. Salva nos de luce. M immolabantur homines. Suscipe cum gaudio eam, et pone coram servo tuo."
The air around me trembled. Hundreds of believers lined up behind the old man and began to kneel.
Everyone except me followed the old man's words, putting their hands together as if they were one body. At first, it was almost dissonant, but gradually their voices became one.
"Afferte huius mundi tenebras. Servus tuus sincerus enixe rogat."
The sight of hundreds of people intensely yearning for something with one mind and one will was not only creepy and unpleasant, but it even gave rise to the illusion of reverence.
However, the object of that holy faith was a demon god who accepted and consumed 1,000 humans as sacrifices, and they were fanatics who would mercilessly take the lives of their own people for the sake of that god.
The old man raised his head and shouted loudly. Red blood was flowing from the corners of his eyes.
"Veni huc!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew.
The candles went out and the entire surroundings were covered in darkness. It felt instinctive.
That an uncontrollable being was descending here.
My brain was ringing an alarm, and my heart was beating irregularly. The air around me was also trembling, as if it was scared.
'There is no way the main body was summoned, so is this the extent to which the incarnate body was summoned? It's more than I imagined.'
Even though he is ranked 72nd, he is still a demon god. It is a disaster in itself that can cause a small kingdom to disappear in the blink of an eye.
The male figure appeared blurry in the thick darkness.
Strangely, the entire surroundings were covered in darkness and nothing could be seen, but the man's shape gradually became clearer as time passed.
A pair of horns, a large snake hanging from an arm.
-Andromalius was clear.
-Who called me?
A feeling as if something was muttering in my brain. A bizarre voice that could not even be imitated by human vocal cords rang in my head. The old man, who was shedding tears of emotion, spoke tearfully.
"Oh… Andromalius… . It's me. I am… ."
That was his last will.
Crunch. Crunch.
… .
… … .
'You crazy bastard.'
It happened in an instant.
-It's not tasty.
Andromalius devoured the old man.
Despite this shocking sight, the other guys bowed their heads without blinking as if nothing had happened.
'These bastards really think this is an honor… ?'
Andromalius began devouring each person, one by one, starting from the front row.
Crunch. Crunch.
-I forced myself to wake up and I felt quite hungry.
The meal ended after about 50 people had been eaten. Andromalius spoke to the believer right in front of him.
-Hmm. From now on, you are in charge of this place.
"…Do you mean me?"
Kwasik.
He spoke to the believer next to him.
-You take charge of it.
"Yes, please just leave it to me."
His eyes turned to me.
-There's an interesting guy in the mix.
Perfect!
The space changed with the sound of fingers clashing.
'Here is… .'
Andromalius, who was sitting on a chair drinking tea, looked at me and said, "Sit down."
Without saying a word, I sat down on the chair opposite him. His eyes turned to me.
"you are a human who bears the traces of the Supreme One and the brand of Asmodeus... . What is your identity?"
"… I am Asmodeus' apostle."
"Apostle… ? I understand that He does not send apostles to the human world."
"I was chosen as an exception."
"He chose a human to be his apostle... . That's interesting. So, what is the purpose of coming here?"
"I came here because I wanted to ask you a favor."
Andromalius said with an expression of interest. "Let's talk about it sometime."
"With the power of Andromalius, I would like you to find the Book of Demons 'Remegeton.'"
The Book of Demon Gods, Lemegeton.
It was a holy object created by Salmon, the first transcendental, to make a contract with the demon gods. If one could properly use its power, it was not impossible to redeem the demon gods.
It was a holy object created by Salmon, the first transcendental, to make a contract with the demon gods.
If one could properly use its power, it was not impossible to redeem the demon gods.
However, the Demon God Book Remegeton did not appear in the story I had planned, and since it was created as a basic setting for the framework of the worldview, I had no time to know where it was located.
'… Well, who would have known that I would find Lemegeton myself?'
His eyes narrowed.
"… What is the price?"
"I will give you 3 of Asmodeus' 72 legions."
"Are you saying that you are qualified to impose such conditions?"
"Yes, Asmodeus also gave permission."
Of course, I never received permission. What if I get caught... I decided to think about it then.
"Good. I'll find it for you right away."
The demon god of detection and transformation. That was his nickname.
"… That's strange."
"What's your problem?"
"I found out the approximate location, but I can't find out anything more."
"Where is it?"
"It was at the Salomon Academy."
I finally understood a little bit. If it were there, even with his power, his exact location would not be known. Since it is the main stage of this world, there will be all kinds of restrictions.
"This is difficult. As I understand it, Salomon Academy is famous for its massive size. How on earth should I find it in such a large place... ."
He asked me if I understood my intention. "What do you want?"
"I want to use Andromalius' other power, 'Transformation.'"
"You have so much guts that it's too much for a mere human."
From his perspective, it would be like being installed by someone who is no different from an ant.
The snake in his hand crawled up and bit the back of my neck.
His symbol, the snake pattern, was engraved there.