DEMONIC ANGEL

TRAINING COMPLETE

DEMON REALM : TRAINING AREA

In the part of the Abyss summoned by Avion, Scarlett's initial experience was akin to a melting candlestick in a furnace, but Now due to her Ultimate skill; infinite growth, her body started become more and more durable in just 3 days.

Under Avion's watchful eye, Scarlett pushed herself to the limit, her muscles straining against the weight of heavy objects while Avion nonchalantly perched on her back. Counting each repetition with meticulous precision, Scarlett's determination was matched only by her disdain for Avion's unconventional advice.

"Two trillion, thirty lacks and four... two trillion, thirty lacks and five..." she muttered through gritted teeth, her focus unwavering despite Avion's intrusive remarks.

But Avion, ever the eccentric mentor, couldn't resist interjecting with his peculiar brand of wisdom. "Scarlett, remember what I told you. If you ever start liking men, you gotta give me the heads-up first."

Scarlett's response was swift and sharp, a testament to her unwavering resolve and commitment to her engagement. "Who said you can call me by my first name and how many times I told you I'm engaged ," she retorted, flashing her engagement ring with a mixture of pride and defiance.

"And just so you know, my wife is a max-level gyatt.... Don't even think about going after her, or I'll bury you in a pile of dumbbells."

"Avion's laughter echoed through the training grounds, a hearty sound that betrayed a hint of nostalgia and pride. "Ho...ho...ho, I'm not that cheap to go after anyone," he declared, a playful glint in his eye. "I used to be a husband too, you know. I even have a daughter."

Scarlett's incredulous expression spoke volumes, her eyes widening in astonishment as she struggled to process the revelation. "You have a daughter?" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with disbelief. "Who even married a pervert like you?"

Unfazed by Scarlett's blunt assessment, Avion responded with unabashed confidence. "Yep! My daughter is the seventh demon king," he declared proudly, a hint of paternal pride seeping into his tone.

Tears of comedic anger welled up in Avion's eyes as he lamented, "She left her father because he was so lazy, too busy managing her own territory as a demon king, and kept telling me that she is thousands of times better than me."

Scarlett couldn't help but furrow her brow, trying to make sense of the baffling situation. "Seventh demon king? Aren't there already six demon kings?"

Avion nodded solemnly, wiping away his tears as he explained, "My daughter is a newly awakened demon king. It will take a few months for the world to realize that a new demon king has emerged."

A WEEK LATER

In just a mere week and a half, Scarlett's progress with the virtual weight sword was noticeable. Though she could barely lift it, she managed to heft it up, akin to a novice wielding a sword for the first time.

Avion's instructions were clear: practice swinging. And practice she did. But the monotony of it all began to wear on her. Annoyance etched across her face, she couldn't help but voice her frustration. "Ughhhh! Why are we stuck doing this? Teach me some flashy techniques and fighting styles."

Avion, ever the picture of cool indifference, responded, "Why bother with martial arts when you have strength and speed?"

Under her breath, Scarlett muttered a string of curses, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Does he not realize the importance of martial arts? No wonder he got clapped by Archangels."

But Suddenly, a thought struck Scarlett's mind. "Wait a minute... Archangels?"

She turned to Avion, curiosity gleaming in her eyes. "Hey, what are Archangels?"