Chapter 295 - Music (2/2)

”Roger that!” Several men responded and cast their spells.

Two swords created from fire flew toward Reykar. They passed through the barrier with no problem since it was one-way.

Reykar glanced at Evan and, realizing that his mission was already accomplished, abruptly flapped his wings and flew away. The force of his flap was great enough to push the flaming swords aside.

Emerald Hand thought the monster had retreated and it was just a surprise attack, and that was the end of it. But, they didn't know that Evan was already close to the barrier around the camp.

Evan said quietly, ”Sigil 67 Demon - Duke Amdusias, activation.

The next moment Evan's consciousness was transported to Nirvana, where the demon he had summoned was already waiting for him.

Duke Amduasias strongly resembled a human, but with a few differences. He was tall, with long black hair and white eyes. On his hands and feet, he had long claws covered in a layer of darkness. The most notable detail of his appearance was the long horn in the center of his forehead, like a unicorn.

In his hands was a long, white flute on which he played a quiet melody.

Evan said, ”I want my new friends to hear the most beautiful music playing in the bowels of hell. The price for this concert will be their lives!”

Duke Amduasias paid no attention to Evan for a while. He continued to play his flute and fill Evan's Nirvana with a pleasant melody.

When Duke Amduasias finished playing the tune, he let go of the flute, and it slowly made its way toward Evan. Then the demon said, ”I'm flattered you want to share my music with others. Fifteen Years.”

Evan immediately agreed. Compared to some of his victims, it wasn't much at all. Last time for the power of King Belial, Evan had had to pay for a hundred years. But, he was still in the One-Pointed Star stage then, and the services of kings couldn't cost little.

Duke Amduasias nodded, and the life force began to leave Evan.

The demon disappeared from Nirvana when it was over, and in Evan's hands was a white flute. Evan didn't know how to play a musical instrument, but he didn't need to have such skills. This flute was born in hell and could produce melodies from hell itself with a simple blow of the wind.

By then, the members of Emerald Hand had spotted Evan and realized that he had not come with good intentions. But it was already too late.

Evan brought the flute to his lips and calmly began to play it.

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

At the same moment, the ground around the Emerald Hand's temporary base trembled.