"Mr. Osse, did you use the same strength to punch me earlier?"
Unable to suppress the excitement in his heart, Molmo hurriedly asked.
Osse nodded and grabbed a white towel from the side to wipe his hands.
"Not exactly. I've only used half of the strength that I applied on you to shatter this rock."
"You should realize how your body has changed, right?"
Osse looked at Molmo.
Molmo was initially very excited, but in the next second, he suddenly looked down at his hands.
'Wait... I don't recall that skeleton leaving my body!'
"Mr. Osse, that skeleton..."
"I suggest you to call him the Devil."
Osse said faintly.
"Your hatred for the dragon has given birth to a Devil Seed."
"Should you die while this Devil Seed exists within you, there is a high likelihood that your corpse will morph into a Devil-like existence."
"Now that you have been possessed by a Devil, this will be both a benefit and a disadvantage."
"You can already feel it, can't you? You have a physique a hundred times stronger than before, and you have gained great strength."
"Moreover, if you wish to do so, you can even use the power of the Devil to unleash all sorts of spells and familiars."
Osse paused at this point.
"Of course, all of this comes at a price."
"Counting from this point onwards, you only have 10 years left to live. Moreover, whenever you use the power of the Devil, this duration will shorten."
"When you fully unleash the power of the Devil, or once your lifeforce has exhausted, the Devil within you will take over your body and become its new master."
Osse's explanation made Molmo shudder.
He looked at his hands. A skull with blood-colored threads could be seen engraved within his hands.
The skull exuded a sinister aura.
Molmo looked up at Osse with great terror.
"Mr. Osse, how can I use the power of the Devil?"
"Communicate with the Devil, for he is now your servant. However, once your life has run its course, your roles will be swapped."
Osse responded.
Molmo closed his eyes slowly. In the next moment, he sensed that there was another presence in his mind aside from himself!
'It's probably the skeleton that entered my body earlier!'
"Devil, I seek revenge."
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
"I have already gone through your memories and I'm aware of your desires. Needless to say, you are truly a fool."
"However, it doesn't matter to me. After all, I'll be obtaining your body sooner or later anyway. If you're a fool, then all the better!"
The crimson skeleton's voice rang out within Molmo's mind.
"Shut your mouth. Mr. Osse said that you are my slave until I die!"
Molmo said angrily.
"Indeed, Osse is right. You can order me to do anything for you, even if it's to kill a dragon."
"So long as you have enough lifeforce to exchange for the favor."
The blood-red skeleton said sinisterly.
The door of the room was pushed open. It was Osse's son who had heard the big commotion and came to see the situation.
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Once he saw Molmo, his pupils shrank.
His sharp senses told him that Molmo's body had undergone an earth-shattering change.
"Hercules, go and fight Molmo."
Osse saw his son coming and said calmly.
Hercules Kakadores.
This was the name of the young man.
"As you wish, father."
Hercules walked to the center of the field, pulled out his sword, and pointed it at Molmo.
Molmo gulped.
His combat experience had constituted of only fighting wild boars. He was not particularly skilled in fighting against another person.
Moreover, his opponent was the future successor of the Kakadores family, Hercules, Osse's biological child, who was far stronger than most humans.
'Can I really beat Hercules with the Devil's strength?'
Molmo took a deep breath. He did not plan to ask Osse for any weapons.
He doubted that the hunting rifle that he used would deal any substantial damage to Hercules.
Molmo clenched his hands tightly and shouted.
"Come at me!"
At the next moment, Hercules' figure had already vanished from sight.
A great sense of danger suddenly struck Molmo.
At this time, Molmo did not realize that a fine black thread had actually appeared on the back of his neck.
The thread was like an eye that transmitted the vision behind Molmo's back into Molmo's mind!
He had spotted Hercules, who was staring down at his neck!
He could actually see behind himself!
Molmo's heart thumped, and he quickly crouched down to dodge Hercules' strike!
Hercules' brows raised at this sight.
He immediately gave up on using sneak attacks. With a light tap of his feet, he then launch forward while slashing at Molmo with his sword.
'A vertical slash!'
The angle of the attack was extremely masterful. Molmo, who had just exerted his strength, could not possibly dodge this strike!
He was going to be injured!
Molmo was shocked!
However, at this moment, a cold laugh came from Molmo's mind.
"Molmo, do you actually think that such a gentle tap is capable of hurting us?"
"Watch carefully. This is how you use a Devil's power."
The voice in his mind disappeared. In the next moment, Molmo subconsciously raised his hands to shield himself!
The red skull in his palms suddenly burst out with powerful energy.
Black threads wrapped around Molmo's hands as he took on Hercules' slash.
Clang!
The sound of metal colliding suddenly resounded throughout the room.
Molmo could even feel the sparks produced by the interweaving of his hands and the sword!
His hands that were wrapped in the black threads possessed great defensive power!