Re:write The Authors Transmigration-Chapter 229: Treacherous peak

Inside the demon realm, lots of demons of all shapes and sizes were sealed. This withered land their sentence was said to be the battle of the divine had taken place. The army of the demons with their battle with the ever so brilliant light. In the aftermath the result was their banishment and this piles of land wrecked by their conflict became their home

[Why did you pick this place to start your skirmish? I can’t see any weakness in their defense, only a fool would– Don’t tell me... are you going to–]

"No freaking way!! Do I look like a lunatic? Even if I’m the Demon King there’s no way in hell I’ll survive a horde of high-level demons on my own,"

Morris had begun his first step on reuniting the demons in his reign and his target was this towering rock. Just the entrance alone blew an ice-cold gust of wind to the extent where no man could handle the pressure of its peak. The demons that lie on top were the ones appointed in the 9th level of hell, in this layer these demons were indifferent

"The 9th level of hell also known as treachery is a level where every land was but an ever-freezing block of ice. The demons who rebelled against the divine were said to be rage-filled and their rage manifest the fiery flames of hell. But some fallen angels rebelled but they never once filled with utter rage, and instead of fire they wield ice,"

[You sure did your homework. I’m surprised you learn that on such short notice!]

"Nope, I read about this before..."

[Don’t tell me you were once a cultist?]

’Well, how does he think I get off on writing a book without references? But thats not important...’

"It was one of the pieces of information I receive after awakening my future visions. It was vague but at the very least I found a hint of their history in the process. In any case, these demons are less hostile than you think, with their indifferent nature they’re the calm and collected bunch. Most demons are pyrotechnic due to their rage manifesting what’s known as hellfire," Instead of the raging flames Christoper Morris’s biggest hurdle was the bunch who refused to join his hand

The Ice demons were the ones who originated from the rebellious fallen angels that weren’t fueled with rage was a nuisance. Every letter he sent and not a single one was returned until they received a block of ice imbued with demonic energy. The inscribed letters of that cube pissed him off until he couldn’t quell his rage and as a result, he came into their home

[Hahahahahaha!!! Don’t tell me the reason why you personally came is because of that. What are you twelve? Kekeke, why is this a surprise? It seems my avatar has a temper]

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A while ago Morris began throwing every piece of furniture in his office upon reading the text sent by one of the rebels. "Motherfucking son of a bitch, bullshit freaking stupid arrogant piece of extra cheese with a side of fucktard!!!"

[A block of ice? Is that what you’re pissed about? It’s written in demonic text... I can’t read that. As curious as I am I won’t waste my time learning a demonic tongue. Oh right, we have that! Hold on I’ll call her]

[System: The deity known as ’The one who sees catastrophes’ is watching the player with the authority given by his contracted deity]

[Sage what in the world did you call me?]

[Enough chit-chat, I know that your eyes can translate any kind of text... can you ugh read the text etched into that block of ice? I’m rather interested in its content since it blew away the tolerance of my avatar]

She read the very first paragraph and when she was about to reply, her only reaction was her uncontrolled wheezing

[Oh come on I don’t think it’ll be that bad— Ahahahahahahahahhaah! Ahaahhahahaahahahaha!!!! Good lord! Aha! Hahahahaha, make it stop! I can’t... this is too hilarious, I can’t stop im crying from the content of this letter]

[Tell me, you stupid diviner! I didn’t call you here for a laugh, tell me the contents of the message. Quick before Morris ejects the both of us—]

What happened next shocked the two when Morris himself spoke of the contents of the letter. "Dear great Demon King Uberious Voidriel. I just have one thing to say... go fuck yourself, you retard faggot! You’re not the boss of me to tell me what to do, how bout you stay quiet and sleep with some succubus? You’re just an incarnation you have no power, neither authority if you want me to submit then eat shit, and while you’re at it I can send you my own,"

Silence filled the room and the four heavenly generals alongside the princess, the vampire queen, and even Lucifer were stunned

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[Ahahahahahaha! No matter how much I recall that moment it keeps on giving me the same dosage of laughter. I have to admit their leader is pretty brave for sending something like that as their declaration of war]

Every nerve in his body seemed to arise from its slumber. His pale face becomes fiery and his energy grew restless and menacing. At this very moment, his fueled with rage upon receiving a letter somewhat similar to a shit poster

’No matter how vile a demon is there’s no way they can reply with that kind of modern slang... a Shit poster! What’s worse is that fucking player has the balls to say something like that? I thought of sending Lucifer to easily wreck those fuckers, but I can’t neglect myself, I need to level up. But let’s put that aside, there’s a bigger problem at hand, so how am I gonna greet these pricks?’

After traversing the mountain and reaching the summit of the mountain, he tastes the fullest extent of the freezing wind. A little contact was enough to turn anything into a block of ice in a matter of seconds, but he remains intact. The breath of this place wasn’t strong to keep him at bay and soon monsters that reside in the peak welcomed their unusual guest

[Well, well, well even the monsters here are more polite than its inhabitants. But aren’t they a little too small in the scale of a hunting team? They must have underestimated you since you’re all alone, why don’t you get some fresh air for once? Let’s continue our journey once you’ve cool off]

A horde of Ice Giants with their towering physiques, cold and untouchable scales, and dried lips approach his spot. They stared deeply after finding an unusual prey that came into their hunting ground. What’s more this little midget as they viewed was packing a large amount of demonic energy making his flesh more desirable

"Cool off? That’s the worst joke you could’ve said, but at least you’re trying... I wonder what an Ice giant taste like. Ooh boy, today isn’t your lucky day," They didn’t give him time to judge and one had already swung its ginormous hand to the place where he stood

"Grhhg garrrrggg!!?"

"I don’t speak Ice Giant but I think you just said where is my prey? I just thwack him with my large muscular arm... what are you looking at? Don’t mind me, just find that fucker so we can eat," The Ice Giants were dazed once they heard his voice originating from the shoulder of his attacker

"Hellfire!" A flicker lights up and there a pillar of flames reaches the skies above whilst he simultaneously lands back on the ground

The monsters collect the last hint of their courage whilst the rest cower in fear of his power. They charged with sheer grit and desperation to quench their hunger unbeknownst to Morris’s capabilities. He smiled and snapped his finger reasons unknown for his foe

[System: The player has activated the skill [Field of anguish]

Status: You spent 100 corrupted mana to open a portal and conjure a field plagued with the tormented souls

[Field of anguish]: Anything in the vicinity of the field will be affected by the horrors of the fate of those who sinned. The longer an entity remains a stack of Anguish will be gained in the process. The more the stack of Anguish has been attained the target will receive the debuff; Nausea, Despair, Combustion, Slowed, Rooted, Corruption]

One by one, their numbers fell short when they realize they stepped on a field of sorrow with the cries of thousands of souls. Ghastly hands burst forth clinging to the feet of his foe and restricting their escape and securing their spot. These monsters came to fear the being they belittle, this proud bunch of monsters had a taste of despair. Just by its devilish smile, detestable laughter paired with the ever-looming darkness in his side, they couldn’t help but kneel

"Grrraa... King!!!" It wasn’t fluent but he’d heard the giants words and pleaded for their survival except

"Oblivion sphere!" A dark sphere consumed every ounce of their body leaving not a trace and he continued his journey to its denizens

’What bad luck you have over here... I don’t give a fuck about loyalty and I don’t need any more brainless pawns. What a bunch of idiots even if im a bastard, Im not dumb enough to adopt a few pawns that might slith my throat. Now where was I? Oh right, I thought of eating them, well fuck I forgot all about that didn’t I? I hope there are a lot of monsters, man I sure can go for some hot cocoa,’