I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

183 – Similar (6)

“Master…?”

Eva gave a puzzled voice at the unfamiliar word. The power is still sealed, and the senses are blocked.

The surroundings also faced changes. The eyes of those who endlessly spewed malice at each other gathered in one place.

A demon chained to a chain and a doll-like woman who smiles at the demon. It was a strange sight. It was clear that she could feel the divine power on the chain, but she was full of doubts as to why that girl could use it.

Eva, who was chained to every knuckle of her finger, looked at her girl and realized.

“You are not Morbe.”

“Seeing that you know Master, you are Master’s enemy! Candidate for the Demon King! Right?”

The voice and appearance were similar, but they were clearly different. Could it be someone who used the body that Morbe made in advance? She seemed to be at least a very close stranger.

I am a disciple among vampires who have no friendship and interact only for my own benefit.

“Master…? Are you calling yourself a disciple?”

“Self-proclaimed! Excuse me!”

A girl in the shape of Morve flirted with her and put her hand on her chest. She seemed to be bragging about herself.

“I’m definitely Morve-sama, the official disciple of the demon of chaos!”

Eva listened and laughed. She said she was a demon of chaos, but she said she was a disciple. She was in shock.

No, she could have been a disciple I made when she wasn’t a chaos demon.

“You’re a disciple from your witch days.”

“Did you notice?? You’re smart!”

Morve was a vampire before a devil, and a devil before a vampire. If there ever was a time for her to take in disciples, it would have been then. But at the same time, she felt a sense of wonder in her mind.

To say that she continued to take the disciples she had taken in as a witch until she became a demon, was it because she seemed to be secretly affectionate.

Just when she was thinking about that, Stella and Wiz ran to him.

“Eva… You should only be tied to Stella…”

“Iba!! Why are you tied up so often?! That was your preference?! Do you want to do it later?!”

Golden light emanated from the spear and sword, like the chains tied to him. Two beams of light passed through the chain and simply cut it in two.

It looked like that.

“…Why?”

“Anyway…”

The chains that should have been cut were still intact. Instead, an additional chain was added to compress Iva’s neck.

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“It must be because of him.”

Stella looked at the girl resembling Morve with a flash of anger, unlike the previous time she had seen Eva. That face is annoying.

Haunted by her past, her horrifying memories of her having slit Eva’s throat and causing her runaway come back.

I still remember the guilt and sadness I felt then. He remembers the sins he has committed.

That’s why I hate that face.

No matter what sentiments Stella had, the girl in the form of Morbe smirked.

“Umm~ It’s a waste! Just cut more properly! Right side? Or maybe left side~”

“Bugs.”

She simply dismissed her ridicule.

“You’ve turned your senses on.”

The demon of chaos was like that, and it was clear that the self-proclaimed disciple of Morbe had twisted her senses, just like Iva did now.

To be seen but not seen properly, to be heard but not heard properly.

An unpleasant power that turns everyone into a blind man with his eyes open and a crippled man standing.

The corner of her mouth went up even more.

“Umm~ How about that?”

It was denied, but it seemed certain. This is clearly an illusion. Eva sent her butterfly from her fingertips to the Laughing Vampire. It was a butterfly hypnotized so that no one would recognize it. Demonic power is different from magic. She won’t even be able to detect it.

Perhaps it was because he was wrapped up in divine power, it took a lot of nerve to control even one butterfly.

A strange sense of relief felt at the same time as the bone-melting pain. Eva frowned at her mother’s embracing pain, like a flame. I had never been exposed to divine power for such a long time.

A butterfly passed through a vampire. The figure of her standing over there also means that she is a phantom.

Thinking that I can use hallucinations, I now understand this chain and the magic that penetrates stealth.

Hidden magic is also a kind of magic after all. It must have been caught by her who had already hung her hallucinations throughout this space of hers, and her divine power chain was also written by someone else, not her.

“Did you buy a paladin? Or… Maybe you’re on the same side from the beginning. It wouldn’t be strange if there were one or two geeks who believed in both gods and demons at the same time.”

This divine power does not belong to her.

“Hmm…”

The vampire grinned in interest and moved.

“Hey you bastard! Untie that!!”

Lillia swung her staff with great rage. From the end, a piece of ice or a ball of fire surged towards the vampire. She deliberately spread the danmaku widely so that they could be directed at places other than enemies within sight.

However, it did not arrive.

The various attacks that naturally penetrated the vampire’s body instead reached Iva.

The clothes Monia put on were torn and blood burst all over her body. She felt the flow, but she didn’t express it. She held back and didn’t let the pain out of her mouth. She doesn’t now Lilia should not be made to perceive that she has done something wrong.

She cannot hold her own against her.

The vampire looked at him and grinned.

The disciple who stole Morve’s body and put it on her face, her name is Aranea.

Always remember death.

When her master was still her witch, she told her to make her ears pop.

Morve feared her death. She was told that when she was young, she was left with an aftereffect of seeing many corpses because of an epidemic that had spread through the village. So she took her medicine to the next level with her magic. She created several surgical methods and treatments.

Not only that. She studied ways to overcome death, not just run away from it.

It was her body that was chosen with it. Wouldn’t it be possible for all humans to gain a permanent life if they were possessed by a body that only needs to be maintained continuously? I did not worry about the essentials such as whether I am a human with a changed body.

How can you not be yourself when you are in the same body as your original body? If only he could overcome that rejection, he could gain eternal life. It was an incomprehensible feeling.

Morve first used herself as her test bed. She secretly created and crafted countless shells.

Aranea helped with that.

As Morbe’s only disciple, she greatly sympathized with Morbe’s ideas. Because she was afraid of death, she paradoxically sought a way to overcome it.

What a beautiful spirit of challenge.

I was impressed and respected.

To resist the fate that all life deserves is such a meaningful act.

However, the plan for this body failed.

Morve realized.

No matter how many outfits you have, it’s the end if you can’t maintain it. He can do it because he has learned magic, but what about other humans?

Furthermore, it is not possible to obtain the materials for this body in an amount equal to that of all humans. Vulnerable to famine or natural disasters. If you are in an environment where humans cannot live, you will inevitably die. It depends too much on the environment.

Morbe scrapped her body’s plan.

I realized that eternal life is impossible within human strength.

So, she decided to borrow the power of a miracle.

Devil.

Aranea naturally followed. Because her purpose was to achieve Morbe’s purpose. She touched a demon and the blood of many innocent humans was shed. It was a painful but necessary sacrifice.

I thought it was right. There was no need for hesitation. It is a momentary sadness to save everyone. Just because someone is thirsty for a while doesn’t mean we can’t give up water for farming. When a few people turn to ashes and go into the land, a number far exceeding that number will survive through the crops grown on the land.

One, two, three lives spent that way… Before I knew it, I had reached the point where counting became annoying. Fortunately, the two witches, experts in magic, did not get caught. It was also possible because there were so many people in the world that no one knew even if there were no one or two.

A child who was abandoned and shunned by society was a very good collaborator. The days of simple killing and research were repeated.

But borrowing the devil’s power also failed. No matter how much the power of magic is increased with the power of the devil, magic is magic. It is a task that operates within human common sense.

I realized that there is a limit to the power of the devil.

However, that time has not become meaningless. The lives sold to the devil have sublimated into the value of the last realization.

Demon King.

A being that can change the laws of the world and destroy common sense.

Morbe came across such a thing.

Then, she found out another thing.

That is the long-cherished wish of all vampires.

Use the power of the demon king to achieve your own ambitions.

Those who pursued reason and rationality depended on the king of superstition after all. Nothing has been revealed, but the traces he left behind are so verbose that we can only trust him as a leader.

The king who drops the sky. With him, the act of making one’s wish come true is as simple as planting his seed in the ground.

Now Morve didn’t hesitate.

She did not simply use the power of the demon king, she wanted to become the demon king herself. The first stage, the demon king candidate.

The way I chose that was to become a devil. After several experiments, she succeeded in turning herself into a monster, and also succeeded in killing demons.

She even succeeds in disposing of her identity as death, making it easier for her to disappear from society.

But it wasn’t like she was able to become a demon king candidate.

The demon king candidate needed more complicated conditions.

Morbe, who became a human with the body of a monster and can control the power of the devil, was in despair.

She fell into remorse for a long time, gave up all her simple killings and studies, and let the world eat her own melancholy and emotions like flies gathering on her corpse.

As she stayed still, her body gradually turned into a fly. It was her own origin. A fly that gnaws at a corpse and spreads disease.

Depressed Morbe, he disappeared not only from society, but from everywhere.

Even in front of her disciple whom she trusted and followed.

An unbelievably great calamity has befallen Aranea. An emergency of loss of ambition.

In her shadow, she endlessly searched for her, but all that came back were traces of her heartlessness. She couldn’t find the body.

I have more bodies than anyone else in this world, but no one has been able to find them.

In the end, until Morve died, she did not meet Morve.

But I could tell. The circumstances and cause of her death.

The Witch Association kindly recorded everything.

In the name of the dirty fall of Morbe, the witch of the past.

It was a very secure document. It was not very difficult for her to break through her security, having learned everything about her from Morbe.

In that way, she thought about the connection between the existence of the Demon King candidate and Morbe’s death.

I will take revenge.

Also, Morbe’s wish is fulfilled by herself.

And now here.

The master’s enemy was pushed in front of his eyes.

It was a happy time.