Chapter 835: Winner
"I didn't think you'd be this slow, you know. Then again, I do have a habit of overestimating people at times," Jian was holding onto a very thin lead, but despite that, he didn't forget to have fun with Lucifer.
"Is that so..." Lucifer let out. A bolt of lightning appeared in his left eye as the lighting around him intensified. Within seconds, his speed multiplied.
Swiss~
Lucifer zoomed past Jian like a rocket, leaving him behind. Finally, for the first time, he had gained the lead again.
"Looks like I stepped on the cat's tail. Why were you hiding that speed?" Jian chuckled. "But that doesn't matter. You know I don't have a habit of losing. And I'm not starting now!"
Jian also increased his speed; however, despite his speed, he was still behind. In fact, instead of closing in, the distance between the two only kept increasing.
Jian's eyes twitched in frustration. Was he really going to lose? Just the thought of losing itself was enough to make him angry, especially losing to someone like Lucifer.
"I generally don't like calling him out on my own, but..."
Tuck~
He tapped his sword with his thumb twice, right at the sharp edge. The Sword was so sharp that a small cut was left on his thumb just following the light tap.
A blood droplet trickled down the sword, being absorbed by it slowly.
"You're disappointing. Calling me for such pitiful reasons!" A mysterious voice echoed in the head of Jian as the sword shone for a brief second. It was a voice that only he could hear though.
"Enough nonsense. I don't want to lose. Make me win!" Jian muttered softly. "I can't lose. But you can't hurt him. I need him for something. Just win the race!"
"Sigh, you humans are so pitiful. I'm not helping you over such small things!" The voice responded.
"Don't forget, we have a contract! I didn't sacrifice my soul just for you to say no when I need you! You must do as I say for now!" Jian responded with an ugly look on his face.
"Tsk Fine. This celestial will help you once more!" Came a lazy response.
The aura around Jian suddenly changed, becoming even fiercer.
Following in the back, even Milena felt the aura of Jian. She remembered it. It was the same aura that Jian had when he defeated her, as if she was nothing.
She couldn't help but be shocked to sense that aura once again. Why was this aura here? Was Jian attacking Lucifer? It was also now that she remembered about forgetting to tell Lucifer about the split personality and the undying nature of Jian.
She also increased her speed and started using teleportation more extensively to get closer to help Lucifer in case it was actually a fight.
The Aura around him changed, but that wasn't the only thing. It was as if he was a completely different person now.
"Hehehe, he's not even that fast. Can't believe I was called for him?" Jian cackled as his figure increased speed even more.
In fact, now his speed was so fast that only a shadow could be seen instead of his figure. And even that shadow was only visible for the blink of an eye.
"You're very slow, little guy." Jian slowed down around Lucifer after catching up to him, only to mock him.
"You...?" Lucifer glanced at Jian, getting an odd feeling. It was as if the person he was seeing wasn't Jian. However, thinking of it as his misconception, Lucifer didn't take it seriously.
The aura around Jian was something he found somewhat familiar. He didn't know what was so familiar about it, but there was just a feeling inside him. It wasn't the aura of a Dungeon Dweller, a summoned Beast, or anything he had ever met before. It was something different.
The figure didn't stay around Lucifer for long as it disappeared again. He wanted to get to the end of the Dungeon faster than Lucifer. That's what he had promised to Jian. If it weren't his promise, he would've loved to talk more.
The figure zoomed past Lucifer. It wasn't just Lucifer who was feeling something odd.
"This person... I don't know what it is about him, but I get a really dreadful feeling from him as if there was a dark abyss around him. For a demon like me to get that feeling from a human, something isn't right. Was it just my misconception?" The empty words of Jian were spoken so softly that they didn't even enter his own ears.
"I can't return this body to Jian after winning. I need to find out more about this man. Just what was that feeling?"
Boom~
The figure abruptly stopped at the end of the Dungeon, landing on his feet.
After a few seconds, Lucifer also reached there.
"It seems you won." Lucifer landed on the ground as well. "You're fast indeed."
Even though he could've won with Teleportation, he wanted to test his limits more than he wanted to win the race.
Jian stood there, silently observing Lucifer. He still didn't know where he was getting that feeling from. But it was really odd.
"Have you ever been to hell?" Jian asked after a long time.
"Hell? What?" Lucifer looked in confusion.
"Nothing." Jian shook his head as if he had already received his answer. "Your aura is really unique. It has a very specific scent."
"It looks like I was wrong. He had never been there, so that he couldn't have that. That means I was wrong. I guess I'm losing my touch in the realm of humans. I better leave." The aura of Jian disappeared. His eyes returned to their usual color, and his expressions became mild again.
"I won, didn't I?" Jian asked.
"You don't remember?"
"I don't. I think my other personality took over. Did Milena not tell you about my split personality? I don't remember what my other self did. But it's good that I won," Jian smiled. "Wait, where is the person who was ahead of us? I completely forgot about him. If we're already at the end, where is he?"
"I didn't see anyone along the way except dead bodies. If I'm not wrong, this shouldn't be the end of the Dungeon," Lucifer explained. He remembered that he was told about the ends of this Dungeon being the entrance of a higher realm Dungeon.
"But yeah, it seems Milena forgot to tell me about your personality. It looks like you're the same as Uzuki used to be, with your other personality being different."
Jian nodded his head, but only he knew how wrong this statement was. It was all but a story he made.