The calamity of forceful regurgitation continued for hours before it subsided. It was only then that the dukes felt it safe to return. Even then, they were very cautious as they returned. They were slow, alert, and watchful of any other attacks. It will not be strange if this is a battle move of the demon lord. She is a lying, scheming demoness. It is not beyond her to pull a stunt on them. Their caution was for naught.
They found a red shadow standing in front of a thin demoness. The red shadow seemed to blend into the environment. It held a red scythe and was watching the demon groaning at its feet. If not for the light reflected on the black blade of the scythe, then the black shadow would have been impossible to notice.
All the dukes knelt down and bowed wordlessly. They don't know how their Lord got past them but they know the red shadow has something to do with him. They can feel his aura and power from it. The red shadow looks unassuming unlike Beelta and her grotesque maws but the red shadow is more threatening. They can feel the sharpness of the scythe without touching it. It will break their souls if it touches them.
The skinny demoness was still shaking and heaving. There are several black patches all over her skin that are spreading and trying to corrode her from the inside out. Her maws were opening and closing still trying to wretch. Unfortunately for her, it is too late. The venom has rooted itself too deep in her body. There's nothing more to vomit that can help her.
She struggled to speak even with her divine sense. "I see that you have become a demon king."
Her words came out slowly. She struggled to speak but she spoke with the confidence of someone that has nothing to lose.
She asked him with a burst of mocking laughter. "Have you come to gloat?"
She can tell that this is an avatar and it has Aeternus's energy signature. The avatar is not a sin avatar created with the help of an energy well since she is the demon lord. It also isn't powerless like hers. She can't even touch things with hers but this avatar can kill her. It means Aeternus is a demon king now.
The specter observed her for a while before speaking.
It asked her. "What do you think of my subordinates?"
"Not bad." She answered curtly.
She didn't think they would be of any threat to her but she was wrong. She didn't even think that Aeternus could be of any threat to her. She was wrong about that too. This clone alone could kill her in her most powerful state before her body was taken from her. So she had better say something good about his subordinates even if they don't deserve it.
The specter nodded at her words. "Yes, not bad. But they are not as good as you apparently."
"It doesn't matter." She would have shrugged if she could but her body isn't listening to her commands right now. It is content with trying ineffectively to expel a venom that cannot be expelled by retching and spasming uncontrollably.
The specter bent to her level. It said to her. "It matters to me. I have found you worthy. Swear fealty to me and become my subordinate."
They are demons. Just like there is no unity, there is no eternal hatred. Only benefits and power matter. Anything can be done for benefits as long as you have the power. Beelta is a talented demoness whose path has been cut short by the presence of a demon god. She tried to eat him so that she can grow stronger. Now she is dying at his feet.
The irony is that she is experiencing the same pain he experienced when Chaos energy assaulted him as a fetus. She wanted to have his Chaos energy. Her wish is coming true but she can't handle it. Good things go to the strong. It is not because they deserve it but because they have the power to acquire it. She isn't strong enough to withstand having Chaos energy within her body. How will she have survived if it warped her mark of sin and starts to consume her soul?
She asked him. "Will it save my life?"
That is what matters to her. Her life is the highest priority, not humiliation or pride. That is why she is considering becoming the subordinate of someone she used to hunt and belittle in the past.
The specter asked her. "Do you have any other choice?"
She doesn't have any choice. Xander did a number on her. The clones entered Her body and couldn't be digested. She will surely die if she doesn't take his offer.
"Fine. I agree. I swear fealty to the Lord Of Chaos."
The specter conjured a black sphere. It doesn't look like the normal chaos spark that shines from within. This one is more powerful and pitch black. It also sent warning alarms to whoever sees it. It is an ominous-looking thing.
"What is that?" She asked in fear.
"Don't be afraid. Accept it wholeheartedly. Only then can your full potential be unlocked."
Beelta couldn't move to escape despite her fear of the black sphere. So she decided to listen to Aeternus and accept it as the sphere floated to her. Then it entered her body. The specter watched her closely with an intense gaze.
Beelta groaned when the black sphere entered her body. Her body began convulsing before she began shaking violently. Her reaction is worse than the violent retching caused by Xander's venom. Her body is actively trying to reject the object but it is too strong for her so it is forcefully warping her body.
"Is this supposed to happen?" She managed to ask through her pain.
The specter answered calmly. "How am I supposed to know? If I knew then I wouldn't need to test it on you."
