Chapter 202: The Lust Devil’s Past
Splurt!
The Lust Devil’s true body coughed up a mouthful of blood, his eyes losing focus. He fell to the side, feeling the severe damage to his soul. He had never imagined that, even inside Aldrian’s mindscape, Aldrian would be aware of his presence, remain in control, and possess such an uncommon mindscape. Usually, when he used the Devil Mind Curse, he would infiltrate the victim’s mindscape with his spiritual body, completely blocking the host’s control over it. In fact, the host wouldn’t even realize that he had entered their mindscape.
The process was so quick that by the time he saw the victim’s eyes, he could already infiltrate their mindscape, needing only a few seconds at most to act before recalling his spiritual body. However, for Aldrian to not only notice his intrusion but also shatter his spiritual body was beyond his imagination. This instantly inflicted severe damage on both his soul and body, as the spiritual body was an extension of the real body but created using a fragment of his soul.
This could be considered a significant drawback of the technique—if the spiritual body were somehow destroyed, it would directly harm the caster’s soul and body. He trembled as he recalled the sensation within Aldrian’s mindscape: a power unlike anything he had ever encountered. The overwhelming aura and presence made him feel an irresistible urge to prostrate under its pressure. It was as if he were utterly unworthy to exist in that place. No, it was presumptuous of him to have dared to intrude into Aldrian’s mindscape at all.
"You’ve got another interesting trick. Did you really think I wouldn’t know what was on your mind? I only let you proceed because I was curious about what other tricks you had. To be honest, I’m really surprised—but thanks to you, I’ve gained some new inspiration."
The Lust Devil heard Aldrian’s voice, but he continued to writhe in pain. Yet, as he recalled the overwhelming sensation within Aldrian’s mindscape, a long-forgotten emotion gripped him—fear.
"He’s not human!" That was the only conclusion he could draw from his "visit" to Aldrian’s mindscape. His presence, his abilities, his aura—everything about him was beyond comprehension, far out of the Lust Devil’s reach.
"Let’s end this, I have to return to her. Goodbye, Lust Devil—Rodwin Romano."
The Lust Devil was stunned when Aldrian called out his true name. A wave of nostalgia washed over him, as that name had been forgotten by almost everyone—he was known now only as the Lust Devil.
"Ah, when was the last time someone called me by my true name?" he wondered, his mind suddenly conjuring the faint silhouettes of people he had long forgotten.
With both his body and soul injured, he was in the worst possible situation for any cultivator. A wounded soul was especially dire, as it could destabilize the mind and even weaken the physical body. Healing such an injury was far more challenging and costly, requiring rare resources and the assistance of high-ranking physicians or alchemists to craft the necessary pills or elixirs.
Aldrian then grabbed the Lust Devil’s head. As he often did before killing devils, he prepared to read the Lust Devil’s memories. He wanted to uncover any secrets the devils or the Lust Devil himself might be hiding. Being one of the Seven Deadly Sins, the Lust Devil was bound to possess critical information. He examined the devil’s memories, and as was typical for high-ranking devils, a Devil Lord’s seal was present within his mindscape.