In the dimly lit room, A demon, adorned in a menacing black cloak and a sinister mask, presided over the assembly of eager demons. The large throne upon which he sat seemed to amplify the air of malevolence that surrounded him. His piercing gaze fixated on the 100 demons, each bearing a [D-] rank, gathered before him.
"You have one job, and that is to kill everyone in Silva City," he declared with a commanding tone. The response from the demons was a chorus of assurances, pledges of loyalty shrouded in the excitement of impending chaos.
"Don't worry, my lord, we will not disappoint you!"
"Yeah, just leave everything to us, my lord."
"There will be a blood bath in the human realm."
The shouts of enthusiasm reverberated within the dark confines of the room, echoing the sinister intentions that fueled the demonic assembly.
As the demon lord revelled in the anticipation of impending destruction, a shadowy figure materialized beside him, expressing concern.
"My lord, should we trust that human you signed a contract with? If something happens to him, you will receive a backlash like Envy Clan Patrich," the shadow figure inquired, voicing a note of caution. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩
The demon lord, thoughtful and calculating, considered the query before responding, "It's fine. Unlike the Envy clan head, who signed a high-level contract with humans, I just signed a VI tier—a very low-level one. So if something happens to him, I won't receive that much backlash."
The shadow figure absorbed this information, acknowledging the calculated risk taken by the demon lord.
After their conversation, the demon lord turned his attention back to the 100 demons and issued his final decree.
"Prepare for the leave. The S-rank dungeon will open in a few hours."
The demons, fueled by dark and malevolent energy, dispersed into the shadows, ready to unleash chaos upon Silva City under the command of their ominous lord.
Stark Tower loomed over Novclif City, an imposing structure that housed the private headquarters of heroes working for the Stark family. Tony, with an Indifferent expression, strode purposefully toward the entrance of this fortress of heroism.
As he approached a massive metal gate, a fingerprint scanner gleamed, awaiting confirmation. Tony pressed his thumb against the scanner.
The gate responded with a mechanical swoosh, parting to grant Tony access.
Inside, the private headquarters revealed a sophisticated and high-tech design. Sleek surfaces and holographic displays adorned the spacious area, creating an ambience of cutting-edge efficiency. Stark Tower's interior mirrored Tony's penchant for advanced technology.
Seated in the heart of the headquarters were ten formidable [A+] rank heroes, each engaged in meticulous preparations for the impending threat of the S-rank dungeon. Their focus was unwavering, and a tense atmosphere hung in the air.
As Tony entered, one of the [A+] heroes rose from the group and approached him with a respectful nod. The hero's appearance was striking—a formidable figure clad in a high-tech hero suit, adorned with advanced gadgets and weaponry. The suit's colours, a blend of metallic tones, accentuated the hero's aura of strength and readiness.
"Young Master Tony," the hero greeted his voice a mix of respect and determination. The hero's eyes, behind the visor of the suit, reflected a commitment to their shared cause.
"Chased, the schedule for your team going to Silva City has been changed. Instead of today, all of you will be heading there tomorrow," Tony informed Chased with a calm yet decisive tone.
"But we heard we have to head toward Silva City in a few hours," Chased replied, his expression marked with confusion.
Tony, wearing a thoughtful expression, placed a reassuring hand on Chased's shoulder. "There's been a slight adjustment. Intel just came in, indicating that the S-rank dungeon won't pose a threat until tomorrow morning. We've got a bit more time."
Chased's brows furrowed as he processed this unexpected change. "But, Young Master Tony, we were all set to go. Is there a reason for the delay?"
Tony, with a quick and convincing smile, responded, "Security protocols have been updated. It's crucial to ensure that we have the most accurate information before you embark on this mission. This delay will allow us to fine-tune the strategy and guarantee a smoother operation."
Chased, though still puzzled, nodded in understanding. "If it's for the safety of Silva City, we'll follow the new schedule. But we need to be ready for anything."
"Chased. Your dedication is commendable, and we're counting on your team to handle the situation effectively," Tony affirmed, his gaze reflecting both confidence and gratitude.
As Chased returned to his team with the adjusted plan, Tony's expression shifted.
The smile from Tony's face is gone as he wears an Indfrent expression as he leaves the private hero headquarters of his family.
With this problem solved, there is not anyone standing in his way of revenge. His father doesn't know about this but he doesn't care.
With the help of demon power, Tony felt invincible. He never felt before. After signing a contract with Demon he practices his power for 3 days, to get to know his new strength.
And so far Tony hasn't regretted becoming a fallen human, he likes it more than before.
Reaching the terrace of the stark tower, Tony met his private butler standing there.
"Young Master, Tony." Butler bowed his head as he saw Tony coming. Tony nodded his head inherently and said,
"Open the Teleportation gate to Silva City."
"As you wish, Young Master," Butler said and went toward the Teleportation gate that was behind him.
The giant rectangular frame which was coming out of the ground glowed in an azure blue hue.
The space inside the rectangle started to distort as visible ripples erupted in the fabric of space.
"It's done, Young Master."
"Good, Make sure that Father doesn't know about this," Tony said as he walked toward the Teleportation gate.
"I will." Butler bowed his head again as Tony walked past him.
"Now let's see Adrian, who will save you this time?" Tony muttered to himself as he stepped inside of Teleportation gate.
Six Hours till Masscor of Silva City.