The Demon Goes to Work Today As Well - Chapter 167

Chapter 167: The Beginning of the Invasion (1)

A rural village in the remote outskirts.

“Heave-ho!”

“Ugh!”

As usual, the farmers were tilling their fields, enjoying a peaceful day.

This place wasn’t as developed as other cities.

“Brothers, have some snacks and continue working.”

“Alright.”

“Sounds good~”

But the people were kind-hearted, so even without advanced civilization, they lived happy days.

“Now that we’ve had our snacks, shall we work hard again?”

“Yeah, let’s finish work quickly and have some drinks.”

“Drinks? Nice. I’m suddenly feeling motivated to work.”

“Pfft, stop striking weird poses and get to work.”

Moreover, there hadn’t been any crime for decades, with only simple and innocent people living here, so laughter never ceased.

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The villagers thought this happiness would last a lifetime, but…

Unfortunately, that thought would come to an end today.

“Hmm, what’s that?”

A farmer plowing the field pointed to a spot, frowning.

“What is it?”

Another farmer, curious, followed his finger with his gaze.

Crack—

And where his finger pointed, they saw…

“Huh?”

…a bizarre sight of the air cracking.

“…What is that? Shouldn’t we tell the villagers?”

The farmers, sensing danger, started to back away when…

Shatter—

…with the sound of shattering glass, a crimson portal appeared.

“Oh?”

“Hmm?”

The farmers, witnessing this for the first time, stopped backing away and stared blankly at the portal.

Running away would have been the wiser choice for survival, but…
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“It’s amazing…”

“Doesn’t it look kind of dazzling?”

…having been isolated from the city for so long, they didn’t know the first thing about magic and were unaware of the danger it posed.

As they were mesmerized by the portal…

“Ho ho ho! This will be my first invasion target!”

…a skeleton dressed in flamboyant clothes walked out of the portal.
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“A skeleton… Skeleton?”

The farmers, puzzled by the appearance of a low-level monster, raised their pickaxes.

“What’s this? Such a weak monster comes out.”

“We were worried for nothing. Let’s quickly smash it and get back to work.”

Unable to sense demonic energy, the farmers dismissed Isaac as a mere skeleton and approached him. Just then…

“Oh, how foolish of you primitive beings to lose your fear.”

…Isaac, his red eyes flashing, snapped his fingers.

Snap, swoosh!

Two Death Knights emerged from the portal and dashed towards the farmers, then…

Stab, plunge!

…thrust their swords into their hearts.

“”Gah?!””

The farmers, unable to resist, died instantly.

“U-uwaaaah!”

A man nearby witnessed the scene and screamed, running for his life.

The Death Knights tried to chase him down and kill him, but…

“Let him go. He’s going to die soon anyway, so it doesn’t matter if he lives a little longer.”

…Isaac stopped the Death Knights and ordered them to release the man.
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“Ho ho ho, then shall we begin the real invasion?”

He rubbed his hands together, raised his arms, and…

“Gate of Hell!”

…cast a high-level magic spell.

Swoosh—

Black mist enveloped the air, then…

Boom——!

…a giant gate shaped like a demon appeared.

“Ho ho ho, it looks magnificent every time I see it.”

Isaac gently stroked the gate and…

“Devour all living beings. Open.”

…opened the gate of hell.

Creak—

Clank—

As the giant gate fully opened…

Whoosh——

…it created a powerful wind pressure, sucking in the fields and buildings the villagers had painstakingly built.

“U-uwaaaah?!”

“Kyaaaaaah!”

Next, the villagers screamed as they were sucked into the gate of hell.

“Ho ho ho, what beautiful screams.”

Isaac rattled his jaw, letting out a shallow sigh of admiration.

“I’d love to keep hearing these screams, but… if they all die, I won’t be able to enjoy this entertainment for long.”

He suddenly waved his hand, making the gate of hell disappear, and…

“Everyone, form a perimeter to prevent the creatures from escaping.”

…gave new orders to his subordinates.
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Thud, thud, thud, thud!

Undead poured out of the portal, running into the forest.

“Then, shall we slowly begin the hunt?”

Isaac hummed a tune as he took a step.

‘I sense the energy of living beings.’

He could feel the energy of living beings surging from the half-destroyed buildings in the distance.

“Bone Prison.”

He cast a spell towards the buildings.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—

Crack, crack, crack, crack—

Huge bones erupted from the ground, smashing the huts.

Trickle—

And crimson blood seeped out from between the destroyed huts.

“Oh, the blood is so clear.”

Isaac, pleased with the quality of the blood, smiled, his red eyes curving like crescents.

“This is good enough to be added to my blood collection.”

Such clear blood was rare, so Isaac decided to collect it separately.

“Sigh, I wish I could smell the blood. At times like this, I regret becoming undead.”

Isaac, feeling a pang of regret at not being able to smell the blood, licked his lips.

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“That would be too greedy. I should be grateful that I can kill living beings. Then, shall we continue to take lives?”

Afterwards, Isaac continued his massacre of the villagers.

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30 minutes after the massacre.

“Ho ho ho, now you’re the only one left.”

Everyone in the village was dead except for a young boy.

“…”

The boy glared at Isaac with murderous intent, but…

“Your eyes are disrespectful.”

“…”

…at Isaac’s words, the boy could only lower his gaze.

It was because his voice carried an overwhelming power that was impossible to defy.

“What is your name?”

The boy hesitated at Isaac’s question, then…

“…George.”

…finally answered.

“George… Good, George. I will spare you.”
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An unexpected offer.

The boy, no, George, felt a glimmer of hope at the prospect of surviving this place, but he also felt confused.

“You’ll spare me…?”

There was no reason for him to be spared.

However, Isaac’s following words made him realize the reason.

“You will survive and spread the word that invaders have appeared.”

It wasn’t a difficult request.

If he could survive and live to see another day, he could do anything.

George was about to nod his head quickly when…

“And become the hero’s companion.”

…the following request made him stop.

“The hero’s companion…?”

The hero was rumored to work alone, and even if he were to recruit companions, there was no way someone as insignificant as him would be chosen.

“With your talent, it’s definitely possible. Also, if you become the hero’s companion, I will bring your parents back to life.”

“…Dad, Mom?”

“Yes, as I am a being close to death, I can also bring back the dead.”

He wasn’t sure about becoming the hero’s companion, but if he could bring his parents back to life, he would do his best.

It was an ironic situation to rely on the very being who killed his parents, but…

…if it meant bringing his parents back, George didn’t care.

“But I will cast a spell on you.”

“A spell…?”

“Yes, it’s a spell to ensure we both fulfill our promise, so don’t worry about it.”

“…Alright.”

As Isaac placed his hand on George’s head and cast the spell…

“Ugh!”

…George groaned, feeling a splitting headache.

“Accept it.”

“Ugh!”

At Isaac’s words, George endured the pain and accepted the energy creeping into his mind. In that moment…

Thud—

…he lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

“Ho ho ho, bring back the dead? How foolish of you to fall for such an obvious lie.”

Isaac sneered, mocking George’s naivety.

“Master, as you instructed, we’ll brainwash all the promising ones like this, right?”

As one could infer from his words, Isaac had made an absurd offer to brainwash George.

One might wonder why he bothered with such a roundabout method when he could simply force the brainwashing, but…
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“It’s a bit of a hassle to keep doing this tedious work, but it’s necessary to avoid being detected by the hero.”

…if he forced the brainwashing, there was a high chance of being detected by the hero due to his holy power, so he had to obtain the target’s consent before brainwashing them.

“Then, I should erase the conversation we just had from his memory.”

Snap!

Isaac snapped his fingers, erasing George’s memory, then…

“Now, shall we move on to invade another place?”

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…left George behind and moved on to the next invasion target with his subordinates.

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The other members of the Seven Demon Generals were also diligently carrying out the invasion as per Jung Minwoo’s orders.

One might think it would take a long time to invade a planet 1,000 times larger than the ‘Yurain’ planet, but…

…their overwhelming power allowed them to invade dozens of countries in a single day, rapidly accelerating their progress.

And when they had invaded over 500 countries in just a week…

“A new invader has appeared…?”

…the news reached the hero’s ears.

“Yes… That’s why the Pope wants to meet with you as soon as possible.”

“Sigh, it hasn’t been long since we defeated the Demon Lord, and now a new invader appears… There’s no time to enjoy peace.”

The hero let out a deep sigh at the Saint’s report, complaining.

“I’m also frustrated by the constant appearance of invaders, but… what can we do? If we don’t stop them, the world will be destroyed.”

The Saint replied with a wry smile to the hero’s complaint.

“You’re right. If we don’t step up, the world will be consumed by darkness.”

The hero nodded at the Saint’s words, then…

“But as a human, I’m getting tired of these constant invasions…”

…showed a moment of weakness, unbecoming of a hero who was revered by all higher beings in the world.

“Hero…”

“It’s been 10 years since we defeated the Demon Lord. We haven’t even fully recovered from the damage yet.”

“…”

“…And now a new invader appears. It’s truly unfortunate.”

No matter how strong the hero was, having been chosen by an angel and bestowed with great power, his heart couldn’t be eternally strong.

“And you said the invasion is hundreds of times faster than before, so the new enemy is likely stronger than the previous Demon Lord.”

While the Demon Lord increased his forces by corrupting higher beings into Demon Servants, Jung Minwoo was sending Demon Servants through portals, so the speed difference was inevitable.

However, the hero, unaware of this, could only perceive the new enemy as being more powerful than the Demon Lord.
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“Hero…”

The Saint looked at the hero with a somewhat pitiful expression.

Knowing how much burden he carried on his shoulders, the Saint couldn’t bring herself to offer words of comfort.

“…But I must fight on the front lines for the sake of world peace. Because I am the hero chosen by the angel.”

“Thank you for fighting for humanity once again.”

“No, it’s my duty, so there’s no need for thanks. Then, let’s go see the Pope right away.”

Afterwards, the hero, with somewhat heavy steps, went to see the Pope with the Saint.