"Or perhaps, it has already become a part of me." The thought lingered in Lynch's mind. "All those memories have become a component of my body, inseparable from each other."

The Abyss Demon stood up straight, having counted a thousand Snake Demon hearts from that pile. Even so, there was still plenty of excess goods for him to enjoy. Looking at the Human Mage in front of him, Piffed wondered how this guy managed to meet his demands so quickly. Completing this commission within two years, he only knew of one way: find a Six-Armed Snake Demon, then continuously use "Body Duplication" to regenerate its innards, thus amassing the quantity in front of him. However, by that method, the Abyss Demon would be faced with Snake Demon hearts of similar shapes rather than the "variety" of collection present now.

"Alright, Mage, you've completed your part of the bargain, and now I must fulfill my promise." The Abyss Demon lowered his head, scrutinizing the Human Mage with interest. His eyes flickered with white lightning, venomous drool dripped onto the red soil, and his gaze was like a dragon eyeing a feast. Piffed asked with a repulsive smile, "Before I send you to the decryptor, why not stay and serve me?"

Lynch remained silent, merely waving off the Abyss Demon's invitation.

"Very well, if this answer is that important to you, follow me." The Abyss Demon moved his massive body, leaving a trail of smoldering footprints that even the scorching land of Bator Hell couldn't withstand due to his internal heat. His fingers gently slid through the grooves of a skull carving on the Curse Bone Gate, muttering under his breath.

What began as a low moan gradually turned into a shrill screech. Centered around the Teleportation Gate, the earth trembled. Tiny gravel was hurled into the sky, the wind blowing them far away, pelting those waiting in line. Lynch was surrounded by electric light; under the protection of the white glow, nothing could harm the Mage. The Abyss Demon stared at the whirlpool within the Teleportation Gate, pointing at the ceaselessly quivering door. Though the smoke he breathed out was instantly scattered by the wind, his voice intermittently reached the Mage's ears from behind, "Inside lies the decryptor who knows all the answers."

Lynch struggled to take a step forward, the fierce wind constantly blocking his path. His red robe fluttered, and the pressure intensified. The skulls on the door lit up, casting a sinister yellow glow. They stared unblinkingly at the Mage, cursing each step he took closer to the gate.

"Eryies, are you coming with me?" Standing just a step from the door, the Mage suddenly remembered he was missing a "companion." It had been a while since he'd heard the Desire Demon's mocking, apparently ignoring her seductive sneers. Lynch propped himself up with his Magic Wand, turning his head.

Eryies lay on the ground, a pool of blood beneath her, her wings drooped feebly at her sides. On her back were a series of ghastly wounds; with just a glance, Lynch recognized it as the work of the Abyss Demon's Flame Whip.

Eryies's eyes gazed at the Mage, her right hand reaching out, her voice still muddled. Despite the roaring wind, even Piffed's laughter seemed faint, but the Mage could still understand the Desire Demon's meaning. "Don't go. You are still mine..."

The Teleportation Gate suddenly shifted direction, the outward resistance becoming an immense pull towards the inside. Lynch was caught off guard, with half his body being sucked in. He smashed the Powerful Wand into the ground, the strength of his refined gold arm anchoring it firmly in the hard soil. Lynch still had one arm and his upper body on this side of the Teleportation Gate, and now he glared venomously at the Abyss Demon Piffed.

The Devil was surprised at the Mage's persistence, but he drew a massive Flame Chopper, unfurled his enormous Fire Wings. A growing shadow enveloped the area, dimming even the surrounding sky. Piffed's form expanded, becoming more towering than before. The sly expression vanished, replaced by arrogance. The shadows swirling around him solidified, morphing into a suit of red chainmail, with Dragon Leather and a black Amulet, of course.

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