Chapter 138: Kicking the Demon God Pillar Back to Hell
Far away in a town on an island nation in the Far East.
A girl of extraordinary beauty and an impossibly curvaceous figure stood before a five-meter-tall monster—its upper half human, its lower half an unknown beast.
Under normal circumstances, any ordinary girl would be terrified.
But the current situation was the exact opposite—this monster was the one trembling in fear of the crimson-haired girl, whose hair was redder than blood.
The monster took several steps back, seemingly about to turn and flee, but there was movement behind it as well.
Someone was blocking its escape—and not just one person.
As for the sky? It couldn't fly.
So, after weighing its options, it decided breaking through the front was its best chance.
With a grotesque shriek, it spewed a corrosive liquid from its mouth—enough to dissolve a person in an instant.
It had used this move before, and the girl had dodged it. But that was the point—if she dodged, it could escape.
This time, it sprayed even more.
However, this time, the red-haired girl didn't dodge, and the venom enveloped her, making the monster inwardly gloat.
But in the next instant, terrifying magical power erupted, blasting the venom away, some of it even evaporating on the spot.
At that moment, the monster's body trembled.
The power of the red-haired girl before it far exceeded its expectations—no wonder she bore the title of [Crimson-Haired Ruin Princess].
In her hand gathered a mass of destructive magic, capable of obliterating anything with a single touch. If it struck, the monster would be shattered into dust in an instant.
"Hm?"
The Princess suddenly let out a puzzled sound as a magic circle appeared beneath her feet.
"A summoning? Now of all times? And summoning me?"
She muttered in shock, confusion, and disbelief.
Abruptly, her expression twisted, and her body froze.
She could feel a forceful summoning attempting to pull her away.
Upon closer inspection, the summoning circle on the ground was unlike any she had seen before—far more intricate and mysterious.
Seeing her immobilized, the monster, though unsure of what was happening, naturally chose to flee. It dashed past the Crimson-Haired Ruin Princess without being attacked, allowing it a brief sigh of relief.
No—it couldn't relax yet. It wasn't completely out of danger.
It had to muster all its strength to escape this place.
Just then, a blinding bolt of lightning pierced the night, and the monster's consciousness was severed on the spot.
"President, what's wrong?"
A raven-haired beauty, no less stunning than the Princess, descended from the sky, retracting the demonic wings on her back.
It was her lightning strike that had reduced the fleeing monster to charred remains.
"President?"
The raven-haired woman's expression darkened as she realized the president was immobilized—was it because of this magic circle?
Who was trying to summon the president?
The next second, the magic circle flashed, causing her face to pale.
"President!—Huh?"
She had thought the summoning had succeeded, but the president was still there, gasping for breath as if shaken to the core.
"President, what happened?"
"I don't know."
She didn't understand either. That magic circle was too bizarre—even before being summoned, it had instilled in her a sense of submission to the summoner on the other side.
Fortunately, the summoning seemed to have failed.
When the group returned to the [Occult Research Club] classroom at school, before they could even sit down to rest, another magic circle lit up on the floor.
A maid appeared, delivering shocking news.
Meanwhile, rewinding time a few minutes earlier—
The summoning ritual had already begun. The magic circle surged forth, calling upon a high-ranking devil.
"T-this level of magical energy… a high-ranking devil? No, a Satan? Or perhaps—"
The lesser devil instantly knelt, not just because of the terrifying energy radiating from the circle, but also due to an instinctive, soul-deep submission to royalty ingrained in its blood.
If that was the case, the likelihood that this human was that person grew even higher, leaving the lesser devil utterly incredulous.
He was still alive!
"M-Mr. Renji…"
Asia was panicking. No matter how she looked at it, this magic circle seemed like it was opening a direct path to hell, summoning something horrifying.
Before them, the magic circle stood upright—not flat on the ground, but vertically suspended in the air.
The erected magic circle had a figure slowly emerging from it.
This emergence wasn't like the upper body coming out first followed by the lower half. Instead, the front of the body began to materialize first, but obscured by a membrane-like layer, making it impossible to discern the figure's appearance clearly at first.
And then—
"Thud—!"
"Guh—!"
Asia was stunned as Renji suddenly stepped forward and kicked the figure, eliciting a rather comical shriek. Just as the outline of the figure was about to become clear, it was sent flying back with that single kick.
After the figure was kicked back, the magic circle flickered briefly before vanishing—had it returned to hell?
Come to think of it, though the figure's appearance wasn't clearly seen, the brief glimpse during the kick revealed a silhouette with curves that suggested it was female, with twin-tailed hair.
As for the body, it seemed about the same size as Asia's—was it a child?
"Mr. Renji…"
"It's fine now."
Renji waved his hand dismissively to indicate there was no problem.
Although he had been curious to see what kind of demon pillar this magic circle would summon, it was better not to act recklessly now. Moreover, he couldn't be sure how much control he had over the demon pillar.
Besides, the other party might have noticed something off about his identity.
So, unable to deactivate the magic circle, he simply kicked the figure back, and the magic circle's energy was completely depleted, causing it to disappear.
It seemed he needed to be more careful when releasing magical energy in the future, ensuring the ring didn't absorb it again.
The amount of magical energy his body possessed was equivalent to what he had in his original identity, but the nature of the energy wasn't the same.
To put it simply, it was like different grades of gasoline for a car—using different types would affect the engine's efficiency.
Here, his magical energy operated at a lower efficiency and needed optimization.
Additionally, the spells in this world were troublesome unless he learned human spells directly. Copying devil spells outright was problematic.
Earlier, he had directly replicated a devil's magic circle to cast a pseudo-spell.
Thus, forcibly controlling this demon was necessary to obtain some spells.
Once he became familiar with the rules of this world, he could adapt his own spells accordingly.
Especially his Noble Phantasm—he needed to make it compatible with this world.