Cheat Awakening

"I think we're in deep trouble," Drakthor said suddenly, his eyes glued to the red statue. He wiped a nonexistent sweat from his forehead.

"What do you mean? You can't even deal with those random guards? Yes, they look dangerous but actually, their strength is just like that," Myne, who was watching all the women suffering inhumanely, spoke while gritting his teeth. As a self-proclaimed guardian of beautiful ladies, his blood was now boiling with anger.

"I'm not talking about those guards. Do you see that statue? That's not a statue, but a demonic artifact. When it's fed enough suffering, pain, torment, and most importantly, tortured souls, it slowly changes colour from its original black to faint brownish, and finally bloody red.

When it turns red, the person bonded to it can summon that guy from hell anytime to make a wish, which that guy will fulfil in 99% of cases. But if the thing in the summoner's hand is too valuable, far more than its entire wealth, then it might betray the contract and steal it, losing everything in the process."

"Anyway, the point is that this guy is powerful, super powerful. He has the capability to erase this entire city from existence with just a single attack. If he's summoned here, then our game is over, at least you are definitely going to run out of luck. Oh, and he's also very good at space magic, so forget about running away with your teleportation portal. It's meaningless.

Otherwise, how do you think this statue came into your world? This guy throws a random statue through hell portals every day, protects it from destruction during transportation, and waits for a random idiot like that one to activate it."

Drakthor fell into deep thought after finishing, considering whether he should run away while he still had time or try to contact the status guy after he was summoned. They were both demons, so he wouldn't make things difficult for him... probably.

"So this guy is a genie from the stories of your hell?" Myne, who was also feeling a little bit nervous, asked jokingly to lighten the tense mood.

"Seven bloody hell, no! How can he compare to those lowly scams? Those bastards are just the lowest creatures of hell, good at illusion and hypnosis. They don't have the power to grant anyone a wish, otherwise, how could they be sealed inside a lamp for countless years? They're simply the biggest joke of hell.

Can you believe an entire race got sealed into lamps just because those bastards didn't have good eyes and couldn't see who they were messing with?"

"Now, after millions of years, although most of them have successfully managed to get out of the lamps by fooling their hosts, there are still a lot of idiots ruining our name. I hate those scams. Don't mention those f*cker's names again," Drakthor yelled at Myne, his eyes red from anger. It seemed he genuinely hated genies.

"All right, I understand, dude, but why are you reacting so much? It's not like genies are your children, and their every action has a direct effect on your reputation. Anyway, so what would happen if we stopped that guy Edward from summoning this state demon, or killed him before he could do anything?

Then wouldn't all the problems be solved?" Myne asked, trying his best to hold himself back from jumping on Edward and finishing his game so he could free the poor ladies from their suffering. Although he knew that not many of them would have the will to live any further after going through all of this.

"How can this be so simple? You're looking down on us demons a bit too much now. How can we let go of any chance to get souls? Of course, that guy has thought carefully about this problem as well.

So no matter what you do with the host bonded to the statue, once it turns red, it's completely meaningless to kill him, and you'll only give him the invitation to come earlier," Drakthor said with a disdainful look on his face as if looking at the stupidest person alive.

"Hey, what's wrong with this look? Don't forget it's someone else's work. Why are you feeling proud, it has nothing to do with you. He's not your dad, and his deeds also bring you credit as well, all right?" Myne quickly rebutted angrily, he now felt that there was really something wrong with Drakthor's head, this guy too stupid for a demon

"Whatever, but we're race brothers. You can't ignore that fact. So I will naturally be happy seeing someone trying to increase our race's reputation with its wonderful work," Drakthor said while walking toward the platform.

But then his attention was drawn by all the torture machines, so he completely ignored Myne next and started observing them very carefully, considering whether to make such a studio at his own house as well or not.

Myne, thinking of the worst-case scenario, hesitated for a moment and decided to take advice from a professional. After all, if because of him, an entire city got destroyed, it would be crazy shit, and he had no intention of taking all the blame for no reason.

"Damn it, I know it. I should have gone to her immediately to coax her. Now it's very embarrassing to ask her for help, but the last incident... I still don't understand why she was even angry with me. After all, it was me who was taking the beating all the time, but in the end, she got angry for no reason and ran away. Sigh, women, such a troublesome creature.

You can never guess their next move," Myne mutters helplessly while shaking his head. Then he took a few deep breaths and connected himself with Fenrir through Telepathy skill.

"Amm, Fenrir? Can you hear me? I... I need your help, dear..."

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"Hello? Fenrir, I know you can hear me. You have accepted my request for communication from the other side... Please say something," Seeing that Fenrir had no intention of talking Myne couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

He really wanted to open a portal directly to her home and talk face-to-face so she couldn't ignore him, but then he thought things might get out of hand if he suddenly disappeared, so he held back.

However, there was still no response from her side, and Myne could only hear her faint breathing sound, which she intentionally made him hear. After all, they were talking with their minds; there was no way he could hear the sound of breathing unless the other party wanted him to hear.

"All right, since you didn't want to talk to me, then it's okay, but listen carefully. Maybe after hearing my side of the situation, you'll change your mind... So I am currently in Ember Fall City. I came here because Sylphy's mother, The Queen asked me to check the situation of this city, which is too mysterious, and hundreds of people die every day."

"So I came here to investigate but later found that the city owner was actually an idiot who was possessed by a demon. Thankfully, it was an idiot demon who posed no threat. However, the owner's daughter is possessed by a high-level demon and is currently trying to break free from the seal, and to calm that demon, the owner was feeding it, humes.

However, what's most shocking is that the owner's son is sacrificing people under the castle to summon an extremely powerful demon. His name ahm... Wait a minute..."

"Hey, Drakthor, what is the name of that statue guy?"

Myne, who was reporting everything to Fenrir in a short edited version, suddenly paused and yelled at Drakthor, who was trying to see inside a shaking coffin. But hearing Myne's voice, he quickly closed it again and got up from the ground.

"His name is Zarathunathis, the Eternal Void Harbinger."

"All right, thanks!" Myne gave Drakthor a thumbs up and continued his one-sided conversation with Fenrir.

"So his name is something like Zarathunathis, the Eternal Void Harbinger, and according to reliable information, it is confirmed that he will soon come into our world and is powerful enough to destroy an entire city with a single attack. So I was thinking if you..."

"Huh? Did she cut off the telepathy link without hearing the most important part...?"

"Is it possible that she took my words from last time too seriously and decided to make distance between us? Otherwise, with her overprotective nature, it is nigh impossible for her to ignore me when... This...

why suddenly it felt hurt even though it was me who desperately wanted her to stay away from me, but now since my wish finally came true, I feel like crying, Myne thought with a lost expression. He quickly used Telepathy skill again, but this time there was no response from Fenrir's side as if she had blocked him.