Overlord Of Goldema 32 The Demonic Servan

"So you are Overlord, the protector of Goldema," The man laughed, "I am the last line of defense of the Legion of Solar, this rain and this light, doesn't it make this confrontation a little more dramatic?"
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"You are right, I am Overlord, the protector of Goldema," He smiled, "I think I know you as well," The man tilted his head, "You are an idiot, a blind, hateful and spiteful man who was blinded by the Legion of Solar, they corrupted you and now you spread their hate over Goldema, I can't have evil in this realm."

"You think we are evil? You are the one who is evil, you do all of this for power, you don't care of these people, you have no other reason to do this, all you want is power, you greed for power, there is no way to get rid of evil if you yourself are evil," The man said distracting him and then mumbled something under his breathe, "You don't deserve to carry the name of Overlord, nor of the protector of Goldema," Two ma.s.sive hand broke through the ground and grabbed Gold, preventing him from moving or casting any spells, "This might be the most unholy spell, but evil to beat evil, fire to fight fire," He snapped his fingers and the hands pulled him into the ground, "Down to h.e.l.l with you," The man laughed, "You never saw it coming."

"No! Master! Please no!" Miia began panicking, "Camille, Daryu Boros, we need to do something! Please, if he dies, we die! Master! No!" Daryu Boros held her back, "Let go of me! Master is going to die! Master!" He looked at Miia and nodded, "Master?"

"Don't worry, I'll see you on the other side," He smiled as the ground closed above him and he was dragged down to h.e.l.l.

"You three should be dying any time soon," He smiled, "Then I will spread my power all over Goldema and be the real protector of Goldema."

Gold was tossed into a room. He rose to his feet and fell face to face with a demon behind a desk, he was wearing a red suit with a black s.h.i.+rt under it, and he wore gla.s.ses and had black, leather gloves. He smiled revealing a showing canine and Gold noticed a tail behind him, "h.e.l.lo sir, how are you doing today?"

"Nikholas, long time no see."

"I agree, a little over 13 years," He smiled, "What happened? I never thought you would come here, is it to find me?"

"No, I got distracted and got hit with Gates of h.e.l.l, now, how did you find me?"

"Find you?"

"Maybe I should tell you my thinking."

"Go ahead, sir, I would like to see what you think."

"After D. B. got captured, you decided to come back to h.e.l.l, your original home, and decided to take this role as the gatekeeper," Gold began explaining, "You were allowed to because you're a demon lord and you waited for me to arrive, this is so blatantly obvious."

Nikholas began clapping, "Sir, you still amaze me."

"I have a question, well two, but I'll start with one."

"Go ahead, sir."

"What were you building for me with D. B.?"

"Oh, he told you about that," Nikholas looked down and pushed up his gla.s.ses, "Well, I wanted to ready a place for you once you came to Goldema and took your role as the Protector of Goldema, it is a sort of palace, in a pretty isolated region of Goldema, the southern peaks," Nikholas smiled once again, "It was all supposed to be a surprise for you, but what was your second question?"

"Can you get me out of here?"

"Of course, sir, you are my master, so I have to align myself on your opinion," He got up and walked to the door he had been tossed through, "Follow me, sir, I will get us out of here."

"Thank you."

"Why aren't you dead yet? Your master is dead! You should have died, maybe you only lose your immortality, now, to kill you three," He smiled and held his hands out, "Tier-,"

"Wait just one second," He turned around and saw no one, then a crack opened in the floor, "I haven't died yet, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d, now, let me finish you off and end this miserable life you lead."

"B-b-b-but y-you, how did you get out? You d-d-demon."

"I am no demon, maybe you mean Nikholas here? He is the demon, I am Overlord," Nikholas walked forwards and bowed, "How should I finish you off?"

"Tier 10, cast Inferno Whirlwind, cast Hurricane-," Daryu Boros grabbed his arms and snapped them as he moved them behind the man's back, "You filthy, inhuman pile of s.h.i.+t, you are nothing to humans, Diamyos are just tools to humans, like you are to your master, all of you."

"My lord, what should I do to him?"

"Snap his legs," Daryu Boros kicked his kneecaps backwards and dropped the man to the floor as he howled in pain, "Now, who taught you how to hate?"

"Kill me!"

"I will banish your soul if you want, you will never go to the Creator's realm if you don't give me the right answer, who taught you how to hate?"

"You did, you and your father represent nothing but greed and hate, you don't have another reason to gain power in Goldema aside from power!"

"Actually, I have something to fight for, someone from Goldema that is important to me, G.o.d Tier magic, cast Dead End, banis.h.i.+ng spell, you don't deserve heaven," b.a.l.l.s of pure darkness gathered in front of his finger and soon gained the size of an apple, "Good bye, have fun in the void, in oblivion, in nothingness," The ball left his hand and flew slowly and entered the man's body. Pure darkness spread throughout his body, leaving his body charred and limp.

"Here lies, the Legion of Solar, they died at the hands of Overlord and his four servants, the Reptilian Queen, the Succubus-Elfic Druid, the Diamyo Brute and the Demon Lord, Goldema may sleep peacefully," He turned to his servants, "Thank you, I have a request for you four, go with Nikholas to the palace he built for me, I have something to deal with."

"Of course, master," Miia smiled, "Should we get it ready for you?"

"I will do that, Miia," Nikholas smiled smugly, "I'll have demon maids do that."

"Maids? Why not servants, only girls?"

"Sir prefers women to care for him, which I remember," He laughed as Gold began walking out of the courtyard, "Where are you going, sir?"

"To deal with something, I will meet you as soon as I can in the palace, I have someone to go see."

"Very well, sir, see you soon, we will have the palace prepared."