The Primal Hunter

Chapter 891: Demonic Soulspace Adventure: Cerulean Devil Edition

The creature stopped attacking just as the Demon Prince reanimated again, his form semi-transparent due to the significant soul damage he had taken. He looked over in horror and saw the Cerulean Devil stare directly at the newcomer who had entered his Soulspace. Stare directly at the Chosen of the Malefic Viper.

”Get out of here!” the Demon Prince yelled with all his remaining energy. He quickly understood what had happened. The Chosen had somehow projected his very own soul into the prince’s, and should he die here, the Chosen risked potentially even dying himself, or at the very least, taking severe soul damage. That couldn’t happen. ”You can still escape! Go!”

However… his warning was too late. As the final words had barely left him, the creature disappeared, only to appear right behind the Chosen of the Malefic Viper.

”Oh,” the Chosen said as he slowly turned and looked at the creature more closely as he tapped its forehead with a finger. ”Pretty empty in there, huh? All instinct.”

The Demon Prince just stared, confused. The creature had appeared behind the Chosen, raised a claw, and then stopped. It looked as if it was… shaking. However, its eyes soon regained their fervor as it roared loudly, nearly dispersing the prince’s body. Its claw swung down, and-

An arm flew into the air as the Chosen now stood with a hand raised. The creature roared again as a palm smashed into its face, pushing it to the ground making the entire Soulspace shudder from the impact. Without the Demon Prince even knowing how it happened, three more limbs flew into the air as he saw the Chosen stand with a foot on the chest of the Cerulean Devil’s husk.

A pillar of cerulean lightning descended as the Demon Prince was blown even further away. He felt the pain in his chest as he saw the ground had been split apart and a large crater formed where the bolt had struck. Quickly, he spotted the Cerulean Devil as it teleported a good distance away, its limbs already fully regenerated. Moreover… it was still growing stronger.

”Feisty,” the voice of the Chosen once more echoed as the man walked out of the crater with calm steps, not a single mark on his body. He then suddenly turned and looked toward the Demon Prince. ”Things didn’t quite go as planned, huh?”

The demon just stared as the Cerulean Devil teleported closer to attack again… only to get blasted into the air by an unseen explosion, the Demon Prince not at all comprehending what was going on. What… is happening?

Jake gave the Demon Prince another look after gently pushing the odd devil creature away, but he still didn’t get any answer. He began to fear he had been too slow in entering the Soulspace of the demon and that the prince had taken too much damage before his arrival. But the fact he had yelled out with warning indicated he wasn’t in that horrible of a state.

”Are you okay?” Jake asked again. ”Any permanent damage?”

Finally, the demon seemed to regain some semblance of calm. ”I am fine for now… but that isn’t important. The Cerulean Devil is-”

”Annoying,” Jake cut him off as the creature appeared once more, forcing Jake to slap it into the horizon once more to give him some more time to talk. He also couldn’t help but get a look around, as this was the first Soulspace he had ever seen belonging to another person, and he knew this was an incredibly rare opportunity.

The Soulspace was the representation of the Truesoul every living being had within themselves. Jake’s was a massive area filled mostly with barren land and plains with barely any grass on them. The demon’s Soulspace honestly wasn’t that much different, with the ground just a bit more barren, and the arcane energies filling the sky in Jake’s Soulspace had been replaced with rumbling blueish thunderclouds. Well, he also didn’t have a shadowy version chilling there or a drop of blood from a Primordial, but those were more bonus assets in Jake’s mind. Not like Jake had a rampaging blue devil husk in his, either.

”How are you-” the Demon Prince began as Jake cut him off again.

”Doesn’t matter right now. What matters is finishing this ritual,” Jake said as the Cerulean Devil attacked again. Jake dodged a few times before kicking the creature away for yet another time. It was a bit annoying, but he had to hold back. He had felt some energy be consumed when he severed the limbs earlier, and he didn’t want to waste anything if he could avoid it.

”What do you mean?” the demon asked. ”This… this is the finished ritual.”

noticing the Cerulean Devil was a bit slower at attacking this time. Probably for the best, as he really didn’t want to fight that creature. There was

newly formed heart he had implanted in the Demon Prince, resulting in all their efforts getting wasted and the Demon Prince getting crippled, as he would lose a part

down the Cerulean Devil by sealing it in an arcane barrier also wouldn’t work. Jake knew instinctively that the moment he left the Soulspace, his energies would leave with him.

happen. The thing was pretty damn strong. Jake wasn’t sure one could

things had become a bit complicated, but that was neither

Prince asked as he quickly arrived next to Jake. ”The creature manifested from the Records of the Cerulean Devil is way beyond my expectations and not something I

well aware of that,” Jake muttered as he considered his options. In the real world, he saw himself still standing there with a hand around the heart, and the many demon ritualists around himself and the Demon Prince, none of them doing anything. They all knew trying to interfere wouldn’t do them any good. Jake also knew that with a single thought, he could exit the Soulspace, closing the opening he had entered through in the process and leaving the demon to his doom. This was probably the safest choice… but Jake really hated losing, and failing this ritual would definitely count as

again, this time having changed up its goal. Rather than target Jake, it went for the Demon Prince to snuff him out once and for all. Too bad for it; Jake was standing

didn’t even feel it tickle him as he raised both his hands and motioned. A bit of mana appeared as

been stolen; if

even though it was the

as he remembered something. He remembered Sim-Jake and what he had done during his stay in Jake’s Soulspace. He also remembered something else from his many conversations about devils

the Demon Prince, he didn’t beat around the bush. ”Are you willing to

do you require me to do?” the demon asked, clearly determined to

just might not turn out how I

my life in your hands. I will trust you till the very

the pressure,” Jake

he appeared right in front of his own barrier. His hand shot forward, shattering the arcane energy like glass as he grasped the

descended, but Jake raised a hand and snapped, dispelling all the lightning halfway descended as he stared down at

Jake, it flew straight for the demon prince, but before it could even move more than a few meters, it was yanked back as Jake grabbed the

only for Jake to stomp it in the face, embedding its head in the ground again. Struggling, the devil tried to attack with its claws but found itself unable to even pierce Jake’s

devil away yet another time before teleporting over and catching the creature, only to slam it into the ground again. None of what Jake was doing actually hurt the devil as Jake didn’t put much power in… but what he did do was make the devil feel utterly

devil wasn’t a real creature. It didn’t have a soul or any kind of real consciousness. It was just a bundle of Records, acting on instinct to come alive. Like the nascent energies of

had been shown by the creature kind of learning how to move and control

Right now, survival meant consuming the Demon Prince and taking over his body. Jake was going to

passed as Jake threw the Cerulean Devil around. It fought back in the beginning, but soon, it only tried to defend itself. This self-defense slowly morphed into the Cerulean Devil barely trying, as it instead tried to do the only thing it

Run.

no escape as he kept beating it down over and over again. In the meantime, he also

he thought it was about time, Jake looked over at the Demon Prince, who stared, shocked at everything that

him confused until his eyes suddenly lit up with clarity as he understood. Jake wouldn’t even have considered this an option under usual circumstances, but he was dealing with

bound by its Records as a devil, and once it agreed to a contract, it would be binding. As for its ability to even agree, Jake also knew there would be no problems there. Every creature innately understood contracts created through the system. Perhaps they did not understand its intricacies, but they

pressure as he saw the Demon Prince prepare. Rather than simply smashing the devil around, he fully restrained it as he wrapped it up in arcane strings,