*Pa*
He was being slapped again by that same invisible hand.
*Pa*
He receive another slap to his face, sending spit flying out of his mouth.
"Tsk, thought a couple of teeth will fly out. Either way, I still got much time for you." Nil said and use [Form] to control the air element, shaping them into a big flat invisible hand which he continue to use to slap D'rul at interval.
It is now clear to D'rul that the human is actually toying with him, playing with him like he is a mere toy.
Because whenever the hallowed demon beat the shit out of him, he'll suddenly back out, then.
*Pa*
He'll be slapped by that hand again.
"I will not take anymore of this." D'rul declared.
And his body suddenly burst into fire, literally.
He activate the skill [Flame form] shedding his physical form and turning into a humanoid shaped fire which heat seem to burn the air itself.
And even in the flame form, the rage on D'rul face cannot be hidden.
"You'll die here today human." D'rul claimed speaking not in human tongue but in demonic tongue.
If a second ago he had look like a loser that was being beaten by a group of bullies, now he look like the god of flame incarnate.
Not wasting a second he condense a ball of fire and activate a skill that increase the burning effect of fire, then he throw the fire at the hallowed demon.
*Boooooommnmm*
The entire new grave shake due to the shockwave creating a wide chasm at where the fireball was thrown.
But D'rul did not stay back to admire the explosion, he have sprint at Nil direction as soon as he throw the ball of fire at the hollowed demon.
"You'll die by my hand, human." D'rul said still sprinting while preparing for a perfect strike to attack Nil with.
"You're too loud." Nil replied whereas he has been the loud one so far.
Then...
*Pa*
*Boom*
A slap unlike any other before hit D'rul even when he is still in his flame form making him fall to the side like a broken twig.
"Ahhh, human. I wont kill you easily anymore." D'rul rose.
"I am going to make sure I torture to the last ounce of my breath before I leave your broken flesh."
He screamed now, his rage unbound, yet.
*Pa*
He receive another hard slap to his face, sending his head face flat into the earth.
"I swear on the dead Demon God, I'll—."
*Pa*
"Too loud." Nil said the faceslapping apparently becoming boring.
Then another one.
*Pa*
Then another.
*Pa*
The slap kept coming in at constant interval when D'rul have raise his head up enough just to receive another one which sends his head hitting the ground.
D'rul at some point became overwhelmed with those slap that he remain burried in the little crater under him, completely losing himself.
"Utterly useless." Nil continue the slap his eyes barely opening due to being bored.
*Pa*
"You call yourself the heir of demonic flame..."
*Pa*
"Yet, you couldn't hold your ground against a simile unawakened human."
*Pa*
"Pathetic." Nil burried him with the slap until his ego was erased and he did not even lift a finger anymore.
Then he stopped.
"Ah." D'rul crawled out of the miniature creater that has form beneath him, taking a deep breath before returning to his physical form.
"Father, someone is bullying me, a human is bullying me." D'rul cried like a baby that was wronged.
"Shut the damn up." Nil reinforce his voice with his aura, putting pressure on the broken D'rul.
Then he stood up.
Since the start of the fight between the demon, he finally stood up and approach D'rul.
[Ding!]
[Skill Form activated.]
Nil use form to materialize his sword again and position it around the neck of D'rul.
"Human please don't kill me, I am the heir to the throne of the 8th level of the demonic realm, my father have many wealth. Just ask of anything and you'll be given. Just don't kill me." D'rul plead intently understanding the current situation he is at.
"Oh, but I do want to kill you." Nil said still wearing his signature demonic smile.
"You wouldn't dar—." D'rul misspoke
"Well, you still think you're at your father golden castle?" Nil probed D'rul skin with the tip of his sword.
"I think you're failing to recognize reality right now." Nil paused, deliberately then continue.
"Your life is currently at my hand, so do not think you can threaten me like you do your ubderlins, I am the one doing the threat here." Nil clarified.
And it was then that D'rul finally the real demon between the two of them.
"If you kill me my father will hunt you down, and he won't just stop at your death. Your whole family, anybody related to you, all of them. He'll capture them, torture them right before you and he'll let you watch as they die slowly before finally killing you." D'rul said.
"And do you think I care about your father? Furthermore do you think I have any family or anyone related to me?" Nil replied amusingly.
"Alright, playtime is over, hand over the demonic lantern and everything you have in your inventory." Nil cut D'rul off as he was about to speak another word.
Likely another threat.
*Pa*
A hard slap resounded at the ear of D'rul when he did not bring out the stuffs inside his inventory out fast enough.
And oh, he tried acting smart by keeping some thing inside his inventory but Nil simply name the things that are still inside the inventory forcing D'rul to handover everything in his inventory before decapitating him.
*Pa*
His head fell to the floor, the fall sounding like that of the slap he have been receiving from Nil all the while.
"And that is how the whole of the 8th level of the demonic realm sought after me." Nil mused as he start heading back to Aurbloom kingdom.