Chapter 113: Great Disintegration Technique (One More Chapter)

"Raphael?" Naimi Xisi inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had heard this cambion's name long, long ago.

Then his pupils snapped shut; he remembered.

In a distant past life, he vaguely recalled having encountered a game called *Baldur's Gate 3*, which indeed featured a character identical to the cambion before him—same cambion, same attire, same name, and both sons of Grand Duke Morpheus.

Naimi Xisi immediately concluded that the devil before him and that game character were the same being; he tried to search the long‑sealed memories of his past life, but unfortunately found little information.

Even without completing the game, he only knew that this cambion's power in the present world was not great—at most a level‑12 adventurer could handle him, and even a Blood‑Armored Demon could not defeat him without the protagonist's aid.

But a count? Naimi Xisi keenly caught Raphael's self‑designation as—'Count of the Eighth Circle of Hell.'

The title hierarchy in Hell differs from the demons' promotion system, ranking from highest to lowest: Grand Duke, Duke, Count, Baron.

As a Count, Raphael evidently wielded considerable authority in Hell, but that did not imply great strength; even with a Grand Duke title, lacking the Great Devil rank personally bestowed by the Ninth Circle Lord Asmontis, he was merely a hollow shell.

Each lord of the nine circles of Hell simultaneously holds the Great Devil rank and a Grand Duke title, granting them power far beyond ordinary demons (even Abyssal Forge Demons) and authority over any demon lacking a Grand Duke rank.

As a Count, Raphael was clearly not as simple as in the game; in Hell—a plane that venerated order to the extreme—even a petty demon of little skill who earned a title could freely command other demons, let alone a son of a Grand Duke like Raphael.

The only thing that piqued Naimi Xisi's curiosity was what the other was doing appearing in a relic left by an ancient elf Mage.

"A cambion, what do you want? Before you answer, know that I will not forge any pact with a devil, nor am I interested in selling my soul; none of your proposals tempt me," Naimi Xisi said with a deadpan sarcasm.

"Ah, what a hot‑tempered dragon; compared to your own kind, your cultivation is far lacking," Raphael exclaimed dramatically, clutching his chest as if offended.

"I wouldn't dare tempt you, Naimi Xisi, son of Gadolina, favorite of Oegma; your existence is far from the anonymity you imagine," Raphael said, his mouth curling mysteriously.

"That disgusting two‑headed baboon marks its prey like a wild dog, and Hell knows every one of its victims intimately, including you."

Naimi Xisi was unsurprised by Raphael's words; the two‑headed baboon naturally referred to the Abyssal Demon Lord—Dimogogen—who rivals deities, and the sigil he bore from that being was no longer a secret.

As the Abyss's nemesis, Hell delighted in thwarting Dimogogen; the vast majority of Dimogogen's prey had, to varying degrees, received gifts from demons, and after acquiring adventures they were never meant to have, they became three‑year exemplars and five‑year Legends—super‑geniuses—who harbored a deep hatred for the Abyss, causing Dimogogen considerable trouble.

Of course, demons are not benevolent paladins; the law‑ful evil ones always lace their meticulously wrapped sweets with malicious poison, and the fools who accept their gifts unguarded eventually find that, after all the twists, their souls still belong to Hell and to demons after death.

"So? Are you here to give me 'help'?" the silver‑haired youth said without a flicker, his face still expressionless, a cold sarcasm.

"Tsk tsk, don't be so guarded. I swear, I'm truly not here to harm you," Raphael said, raising his hand with a serious expression.

"Then state your purpose clearly."

Beside them, Ao Doli and the Sun Elf were astonished that this massive dragon dared such disrespect toward a Count of Hell, especially given the demon's attitude, which made them realize the temporary companion's background was far from simple. Ao Doli, in particular, did not know what "son of Gadolina" meant, but she was very familiar with "favorite of Oegma"; moreover, lately, every moderately skilled professional in the Butu Kingdom had heard rumors that an Oegma favorite had rescued Degeng City.

Not to mention the two's shock, regarding Naimi Xisi's coldness, Raphael sighed and spread his hands, "You want treasure, don't you?"

"But you can't get in."

"At least without my help, you can't get in," Raphael said, his face confident.

Naimi Xisi's eyes darkened; whether entry was possible, he could tell at a glance—demons would not utter such a childish lie that could be exposed at any moment.

He looked toward the distant gate barred by iron chains, a dense magical aura emanating from the six chains.

"Could this be the Nine‑Ring Abjuration spell—'Mo Dengken Arcane Seal'?" Naimi Xisi muttered.

"Correct~" Raphael laughed.

"Under the Legendary spell lies the most powerful sealing spell, the ultimate seal devised by the Multiverse‑renowned Legendary Mage Mo Dengken. Though I don't wish to underestimate you, a young Juan Ce Long attempting to break this seal is quite a disappointment," Raphael said, shaking his head regretfully.

"So? Can you help me break the Mo Dengken Arcane Seal? Don't joke—your corporeal body in the material realm couldn't even defeat me," Naimi Xisi sneered.

"Ah, what if we add that?"

In Raphael's hand, a Scroll had materialized at an unknown moment; unlike ordinary Scrolls, it radiated dazzling blue magical runes, and its substance resembled a collection of tiny scales rather than paper.

"The Nine‑Ring Abjuration Spell Scroll—Great Disintegration Technique—valued at two million gold coins!"

Raphael grandly introduced the Scroll with exaggerated flair, as if unveiling a headline star, and Naimi Xisi reacted like an adoring fan—gasping, eyes shining, he lunged forward, handling the Scroll eagerly, showing no trace of his earlier indifference.

"Great Disintegration Technique? Are you sure it's the Great Disintegration Technique? Is this really the Great Disintegration Technique?" Naimi Xisi's eyes were glazed, as if he had seen his most beloved woman—no woman could attract a Juan Ce Long more than the Scroll before him.

It represents the supreme Arcane Power of Abjuration, a counter‑spell against all protective spells, capable of destroying any protective spell, Magic Item, magical seal, and any other supernatural power.

The Great Disintegration Technique, also known as the Mage Bankruptcy Technique.

One more chapter

(End of Chapter)