The Creation Demon gazed coldly at Him, "What deal?"
Manipulating Lynn's body, King of Cruelty Kushustan looked around the devastated Soron Mountain Range, "We've fought for so long without a clear winner, why not set aside this battle for now?"
"My goal has always been singular—to let this audacious ant taste the flavor of despair."
"Let me take him away." Kushustan clenched his beastly claws and revealed his ghastly white teeth. "In exchange, you may return to my domain with me."
"At that time, I will select a suitable host for you and help you ascend back to godhood."
"How does that sound?"
Upon hearing this, the Creation Demon furrowed its brows.
It was controlling the black mud to mend its body while sensing the degree of integration with Lynn, seemingly caught in a difficult decision.
Meanwhile, Kushustan spread his Demon Wings and floated midair, his expression fierce as he watched Him, in no rush.
He seemed quite sure of the Creation Demon's choice.
"Alright, I accept this deal," the Creation Demon suddenly said after a long pause, his voice cold.
Upon hearing this, a sinister smile curled up at the corners of King of Cruelty Kushustan's mouth.
"If so, then temporarily relinquish your claim over this body," Kushustan said.
Although initially, the boy's consciousness could barely resist and occasionally regained control of his body,
with the addition of the Creation Demon, two beings akin to gods not only battled in the real world but also wreaked havoc in his mental realm.
At this moment, he had been silent for a long time.
Most likely, his consciousness had been scattered by the demons, almost completely fading away.
But He wouldn't allow this detestable human to die just yet.
Moreover, with the time for this arrival drawing to a close, Kushustan reluctantly chose to negotiate.
After all, He was a demon, not a mindless killer.
"Alright." Hearing King of Cruelty's suggestion, the Creation Demon didn't hesitate. "However, you must also show your sincerity."
"Weaken the demonization in him; otherwise, my core characteristics will be compromised."
"...Of course," Kushustan hesitated for a few seconds, then growled low.
The next second, as the black scale armor on Lynn's chest slowly receded, the lean yet substantive naked body of the youth became gradually exposed to the air.
Thanks to the prior healing by the Creation Demon, there were no visible scars.
One could even faintly sense his heartbeat.
Seeing that Kushustan had shown goodwill first, the Creation Demon nodded and then slowly approached him.
"Wait, I am about to release control over this body..."
As the distance between the two shortened, the Creation Demon slowly said.
But the next second, a cold murderous intent flashed in His eyes.
A black shadow streaked by, and the black mud in His hand instantly solidified into a spike, piercing through Lynn's chest.
However, simultaneously, scale armor beast claws tinged with bluish-gray and sharp hues burst His head apart!
"I knew it!!!" Kushustan let out an enraged roar, "You are a demon!!! How could a demon ever honestly adhere to a deal?!!"
At the moment his head was crushed, the body of the Creation Demon instantly disintegrated.
Yet the black mud that pierced through Lynn's chest found an instant gap and, like an eel, burrowed into the wound.
It concentrated all of its consciousness into the black mud and, taking advantage of the brief moment when King of Cruelty Kushustan shed his demonic form, surged into Lynn's body like a tide!
As the time for the descent was about to end, and since this was only a wisp of consciousness from Kushustan, the Creation Demon naturally gained the upper hand.
In an instant, the roles were reversed!
At this very moment, as Kushustan's consciousness was being invaded, he alternated between bursts of mad laughter and anger, occasionally his face contorted in an attempt to crush his own heart, then he would use his other hand to stop his self-harming actions.
He seemed like a patient with a split personality, two different characters, alternating within Lynn's body.
Having barely seized the opportunity, how could the Creation Demon possibly let this body be snatched away by Kushustan again?
"You say I broke the deal?" Within the psychic realm, the Creation Demon let out a deafening shriek and oppressed Kushustan's wisp of consciousness with a psychic attack, "as if, if I returned to the Demon World with you, you would kindly spare me!"
"How utterly ludicrous!!!"
Both being demons, how could the trivial schemes of the other escape the eyes of the Creation Demon?
Perhaps it was intelligence and reasoning that were exchanged for strength; although the King of Cruelty was among the powerful entities in the high-dimensional demons, his cunning was frustratingly low.
Sensing severe alerts coming from his true form, Kushustan vaguely perceived a few gazes looming from spaces and times all around.
Clearly, after creating such mayhem within the Saint Laurent Empire, his mad actions had attracted the scrutiny of many powerful beings.
At this very moment, the consciousness of Kushustan was weaker than ever before.
The demonization on Lynn's skin could no longer be maintained, and the scale armor and Demon Wings on his body turned to fragments and peeled off.
Strength scattered away like a receding tide.
The time of descent was finally about to end.
Within the psychic world, feeling the contemptuous gaze of the Creation Demon, Kushustan's heart was almost filled with murderous rage and fury.
However, a strong call from his true form prompted his will to rapidly withdraw from this body.
"You!!!" Struggling against the pulling force, Kushustan retaliated with his last strength. "Yovilia, I will remember this grudge!!! One day, I shall…"
"Such words, we can save them for our next meeting," said the Creation Demon with a cold smirk, "but for now, it's time to end this farce."
What should have been Lynn's psychic world was now completely filled by the fierce demonic figures of two.
One with resignation and rage, like a lion shackled in chains, the other bearing a mocking demeanor, like a winner who had secured the final victory.
They seemed to have forgotten about a certain presence that had been gone for a long time.
"Indeed, it is time to end this."
A sudden voice resonated throughout the entire psychic world.
The expressions of the Creation Demon and Kushustan immediately froze on their faces.
Accompanied by unhurried footsteps, the Creation Demon incredulously turned his head, staring at the figure that suddenly intruded into the psychic realm.
"You… still retain consciousness?"
At this moment, looking at the calm-faced youth, for some reason, an ominous premonition arose in the heart of the Creation Demon.
"Of course." A slight smile appeared on Lynn's face, and his body suddenly burst forth with endless thorns and wailing shadows, "I mean, it seemed like you were having a blast in my psychic world just now."
"Isn't it my turn now?"
Watching the incredulous looks of the two demons, Lynn slowly raised his right hand.
Then, he snapped his fingers.
Thorny Crown, activate.