Custom Made Demon King

Chapter 393 Demon’s Gifts

While Sareth was checking the stele, Roy waved at Julia.

Julia nodded and took out a large scarlet crystal from her portable space. This crystal was about forty centimeters long and the thickness of an arm. She walked forward and handed it to Roy.

The mining of the flame obsidian underground of Frostfire City had been going on for several years, and this flame obsidian crystal was the only relatively large and complete piece of crystal that had been mined over the years. Roy took this crystal and took out some other Abyss metals. The flowing brightness flames burned in his palm and covered these materials.

Under Sareth’s surprised gaze, Roy used the Abyss metals as the foundation and cast it into the shape of a scythe. Then he melted the flame obsidian into liquid and dyed the scythe with it to form a beautiful flame seal. After removing the flowing brightness flames, he used frost power to cool and solidify it. After he completed it, the scythe disappeared from his hand.

Before Sareth could understand why the scythe disappeared, it soon reappeared in Roy’s hand.

Compared to what the scythe looked like just now, it had slight changes. The entire scythe was black and inlaid with fiery red patterns. The fiery red patterns looked as though they were breathing, sometimes bright and sometimes dim. The bottom of the long handle of the scythe had transformed into the shape of a demon skull, and half of the scythe’s blade had a row of reverse spikes that separated from the blade at a thirty-degree angle, making it look very ferocious.

Under Sareth’s expectant gaze, Roy stretched out his hand and handed the scythe to him. “This demon scythe is for you. I don’t know what kind of weapon you like to use, so I just got you a scythe...” “I like it! I like it!” Sareth hurriedly took it and reached out to touch the bone-chilling metal handle. “Thank you, Foster Father. I like this demon scythe a lot.” This was the first time Sareth had a weapon of his own, and Roy had given it to him. He naturally loved it. After playing with it for a while, he looked up and asked Roy, “Foster Father, does this demon scythe have a name?”

“Hmm... Call it Executioner!” Roy said. “Inject your flame magic power into it and take a look!”

Sareth had just learned to grasp flame magic power, so he could barely control it. Under Roy’s guidance, he injected his magic power into Executioner.

Boom! With the injection of flame magic power, the demon scythe turned into a blazing flame scythe in the next second. The violent flames rose in the air and twisted wildly, looking more and more beautiful and strange. With the special structure of flame obsidian and Sareth’s flame demon bloodline, the heat that the scythe was currently releasing was astonishing. While holding this flame scythe, Sareth’s mouth was wide open for a long time. The flames could not cause him any harm, but at the close range, he could feel the temperature of the flames the most.

“Thank you, Foster Father! Thank you!” Sareth said excitedly.

“Furthermore, I added some special abilities to this Executioner. Before it burns, all enemies injured by this scythe will have a plague effect!” Roy said. “As for the effect of the plague, it may be my Desolate Virus, Magic Power Virus, or even the Black Death or smallpox. It’s completely random.”

This plague effect was naturally the ability Roy obtained from Beelzebub’s shell, and he was only adding it to the scythe.

“Is... is that so?” The effect of this scythe sounded terrifying, but Sareth was not afraid at all. Instead, he became more and more excited. Should it be said that he was worthy of being a child who grew up in the Abyss?

“Regarding the effects of these diseases, I’ll give you the corresponding antidotes later. This will make it convenient for you to use. But weapons are only weapons, merely tools for you to protect yourself with!” Roy said. “The key still depends on whether you’re strong or not, understand?”

“Understood. I will work hard to become stronger!” Sareth nodded.

Looking at him playing with the scythe, Roy thought for a while and took down Saratos’s skull from his throne.

This demon lord that Roy killed was not too powerful. After Roy brought his head back, he had wanted to make it into an ornament and embed it onto his throne. But now, he planned to use this skull to make another weapon for Sareth.

The skull of a demon lord contained powerful magic power to begin with, so even without modifications, someone could still extract the magic power in it to release magic when they held it in their hand. After Roy held the skull in his hand and thought for a while, the flowing brightness flames quickly enveloped it.

Under the light of the flames, a beautifully streamlined pistol gradually took shape.

This was a pistol that resembled an HK-USP. It was entirely made of Saratos’s skull, but it was shining with a metallic luster at this moment. The black body of the gun had demon language runes engraved on it, causing the gun to emit an ominous and strange aura. The handle was not large, and Sareth could hold it in his hand.

“What is this?” Sareth was considered an ancient person, and he had never seen the guns of modern society, so he could not help but ask curiously.

“This is a pistol, a weapon for long-range attacks. Considering that the world you’re going to is a modern human society, I’m giving this gun to you!” Roy put the gun into the system space, defined some new functions, took it out, and handed it to Sareth. “This is a magic gun. It can use the magic power in Saratos’s skull to automatically generate magic bullets. When you shoot, you can also inject your magic power into it to increase its power.”

No matter how much he said, it was better for Sareth to experience it personally. After receiving Roy’s permission, Sareth held the pistol, injected his magic power into it, and then pulled the trigger while aiming at one of the statues in the hall.

Bang! A black ball of light flew out with the flames of the muzzle. At the same time, a bullet shell popped out of the barrel. The bullet shell made a clank when it fell to the ground and then disappeared. The bullet that Sareth shot out corroded a piece of the statue after hitting it.

“Inject dark magic power, and what you fire is bullets with a corrosive effect!” Roy explained. “Try the flame bullet. You can also charge a certain amount of power into this gun. The more magic power input, the stronger the bullet.”

Sareth nodded and injected more flame magic power according to Roy’s instructions before pulling the trigger again.

Bang!! The gunshot this time was even louder, and the flame bullet fired from the muzzle was much larger than the corrosive bullet earlier. After hitting the statue, an enormous explosion immediately occurred.

“Too... too awesome!” Sareth jumped in excitement when he saw this.

Roy smiled. In fact, it had been a long time since he had made this kind of technological weapon. Back when he had just been born as a little demon, he had made a gun. Although he did not need these weapons now, looking at Sareth’s excited appearance, Roy felt that males still liked explosive weapons. This point was the same for both humans and demons.

“Because it was made with Saratos’s skull, the total magic power of the gun is limited. If the magic power of the gun is exhausted, then use souls to replenish it. Understand?” Roy said.

“Okay, I’ll remember. What about this gun? Does it have a name?” Sareth asked excitedly.

“Let’s call it... Calamity!” Roy casually named it. “Okay, get your Mother Cassandra to get you a holster later. This kind of pistol is usually placed on your waist or legs, depending on your own habits. Now, you go out first.”

“Okay!” Sareth nodded. He carried the scythe, Executioner, on his back, held Calamity in his hand, and followed Cassandra out of the hall.

After he left, Julia and Benia each sat on one side of Roy. Benia smiled. “Darling, you’ve finally thought it through. Are you going to send Sareth out?”

Roy glared at her. “Don’t make it sound like I dislike him.”

“In any case, I’m actually looking forward to Sareth’s growth!” Benia said. “The talent of a demon-human is astonishing. Perhaps it won’t be long before he grows into a powerful high-rank demon. At that time, he’ll become a reliable helper for you, won’t he?”

“I hope so!” Roy did not agree but did not refute either.

“However, I’m more worried about Sareth’s biological mother!” Julia said. “Isabel doesn’t seem to be dead. When Ashan was destroyed, she seems to have escaped. According to the news I heard recently, demons have encountered her in other worlds. It seems like she’s returned to the high-level Heaven. Do you think she will look for her child?”

“I don’t know!” Roy thought for a moment. “I think she will, but it’s absolutely impossible for her to take Sareth away. She’s an angel now, moreover a high-level seraph. Even if she wants to acknowledge her child, the other angels of Heaven will stop her. It’s impossible for them to accept a demon-human hybrid!”

“Indeed!” Julia felt that Roy was right.

At this moment, Benia suddenly said, “In my opinion, if Isabel really comes to find him, maybe it’s a good thing.” “Huh? Why do you say that?” Roy was stunned. “Sareth is her child, the most fragile point of her mental barrier!” Benia stuck out her tongue and licked her purplish-black lips. “This kind of mental weakness is the easiest to exploit. Perhaps you can use this to make her fall and become a fallen angel, Osiris. You have to know, she’s a powerful seraph, and once she falls...”

Roy did not say anything as his eyes flickered thoughtfully...