Pride Demon

Higashino Makoto couldn't stop him in time.

A silvery-white light emanated from the key, enveloping his entire body. It didn't cover him from the outside, but rather grew from within.

His body began to change.

Bones are growing, muscles are expanding, and something is flowing under the skin.

Six pairs of wings unfolded from his back.

Standing over three meters tall, he possesses a perfect male physique, with long limbs and muscle lines that resemble works of art.

His skin was as white as jade, with a faint, soft glow. His face was so handsome that it was almost androgynous, and he always wore a condescending smile.

Her hair had a flowing, liquid gold-like texture, cascading down to her waist, and automatically emitted light in the dark.

His eyes were like two molten stars, his irises were molten gold, and his pupils were vertical, devoid of any warm emotion.

Six pairs of wings of light, burning with golden-red holy flames, unfolded behind him, each feather radiating a sharp light and a scorching divine aura.

Unlike the black wings one might imagine fallen angels to have, his wings were pure white, possessing a certain divinity.

The moment his wings unfolded, all the black needles that were aimed at him were deflected and dissipated into black mist.

A halo appeared above his head.

It wasn't the golden halo of an angel, but a darker, more somber, silvery-white, as if it had been tainted.

A halo hovered above his head, slowly rotating.

Fortunately, the magical equipment was adaptable to his body size; otherwise, he would most likely have been naked.

His face didn't change.

It was the same face, with long, silvery-white hair and golden eyes.

But there seemed to be something more in those eyes.

Arrogant.

A more fundamental, almost innate arrogance, seemingly growing from the depths of the soul.

He looked at his enormous hands and clenched his fist.

"This is the Pride Demon."

His voice hadn't changed, but it now had a deeper, more resonant quality.

The god's attack stopped. All the black needles vanished, and the giant stopped expanding.

Its head was concave, and a dark red light was flashing wildly.

"You... are... the... kind..."

Higashino Makoto looked at it, feeling rather down.

He hadn't originally planned to use the Solomon's Key, since there was a high probability he wouldn't be able to revert back.

No, I am your father.

His figure disappeared from the spot.

With a mere flap of his six pairs of black wings, he appeared before the face of God.

A fist was thrown.

The Catastrophe Mantle remains, but it is no longer simply a magical armor.

The power of the Pride Demon mingled with the magic of calamity, forming a new, dark red energy with golden patterns.

The fist struck God's head.

The black substance exploded, revealing a deeper, more complex core.

God emitted a sharp, inhuman voice.

He threw out his other fist. Then a third, a fourth, a fifth.

He didn't use any fancy magic, but rather Saitama's skills.

Consecutive Normal Punches.

One Punch Man after One Punch Man carrying destructive power.

God's head was pierced, his torso was shattered, and his limbs were broken.

But it is still restructuring.

The black matter seemed to be alive, surging in from all directions and reforming into a human shape.

Higashino Makoto stopped.

Aren't you annoying?

God did not answer.

Its body is still remodeling, but at a much slower pace than before.

"Theocracy. The Pride Domain"

The underlying rules of this space were rewritten the moment he became the Pride Demon.

This was not something he did voluntarily; rather, it was the result of the Pride Demon's Authority taking effect automatically.

The effect in the game is to continuously reduce the attribute values of all players.

All players or monster mercenaries who attack him will have their maximum health, maximum mana, attack power, and even level, as well as equipment durability, rapidly reduced within the area.

Of course, apart from equipment durability and experience points, other aspects of the game can be restored after leaving the dungeon.

But in reality...

Ha, I'll just cut your cap!

This thing is so cheating.

This ability seems to originate from the biblical account that "anyone who sees the face of God will die."

It symbolizes an inviolable, absolute divinity.

Originally used to describe God, Michael is described as "a god-like being," and Luci★Fer is often used to contrast with Michael.

Therefore, in order to represent Luci★Fer's status, this ability was attributed to the Pride Demon Luci★Fer in the game.

It seems to be working well now?

If it weren't for the fact that it can't be turned off, this would definitely be the power that Higashino Makoto has always dreamed of.

Never mind, I'll stop thinking about it for now.

Let's deal with this damn god first!

Then, the Morning Star Heaven unfolds.

The dark red space was torn apart by golden light.

Golden light surged from beneath Higashino Makoto's feet, spreading in all directions.

Wherever the light passed, the black matter began to burn.

God's body began to disintegrate, and this time it did not reform.

The black matter transformed into black mist within the golden light, and the black mist then vanished into Void.

It was still speaking. The voice was intermittent, growing weaker and weaker.

"You... your kind... why...?"

"I told you, I'm your father."

As the fist, imbued with immense magical power, fell, the god's body completely dissipated.

Only a fist-sized, dark red ball of light remained, suspended in the golden light, slowly rotating.

Higashino Makoto reached out and grasped the ball of light.

The ball of light struggled in his palm, trying to escape, but was firmly held in place by the golden light.

"What's this?"

Now is not the time to think about this.

He put it in his backpack and planned to study it when he got back.

Morning Star Heaven is still expanding.

The golden light had already covered the entire space, completely banishing the dark red.

Higashino Makoto stood in the center of the light, eight pairs of black wings spread behind him, their dark gold scales gleaming softly in the light.

He looked down at his hands.

"What do we do now? It seems like we can't go back?"

Actually, not being able to revert to its original form isn't the worst part, since its power is indeed formidable.

And most importantly, the Pride Domain that is constantly eroding the surrounding enemies cannot be shut down!

That's incredibly arrogant!

How can I properly connect with the Guardians in the future?

The thought that interacting with the Guardians would cause all their attributes, including their levels, to decrease gave him a headache.

This is one of my few hobbies.

How could you just throw it away like that!

One Punch Man casual punch created a terrifying spatial rift.

This gave him a new understanding of his own strength.

I feel like I can easily beat Nazarick now.

He clenched his fist, feeling the immense magical power within his body.

Absolutely unbeatable.

I almost made another declaration of invincibility.

After thinking about it, I decided against it.

After all, invincibility seems to be a negative buff.