The Incubus System Chapter 704. Powerless (Patreon)

The Incubus System Chapter 704. Powerless

We made our way toward a seemingly empty building. As we approached, I could see the broken windows and boarded-up doors. It was clear that no one had been here for years, and yet he seemed to know exactly where he was going.

He pushed open the door with a loud creak, and we stepped inside. The air was musty, filled with the scent of mold and decay. The darkness of the room seemed to swallow us whole, and I was grateful for the heightened senses that allowed me to navigate the space.

Then he led me to a corner of the room, where he carefully laid my body down and leaned me against the wall. I could feel the rough texture of the bricks against my back as I settled into the uncomfortable position.

Once I was settled, he backed away from me, creating a distance between us. His eyes were fixed on me, studying my every move. I could sense his apprehension, his fear that I might lash out in my weakened state.

"So... you should be able to regenerate or something, right? Or maybe your friends will come back to pick you up?" he asked hesitantly. His voice was laced with doubt as if he didn't believe his own words.

His guess was right. But in my weakened state, I knew it would take time for my powers to kick in and since I couldn’t use my skill, I couldn’t use my Soul Siphon to any demon nearby either. And there was always the risk that my subordinates wouldn't find me in time.

"Can I leave you now?" he asked again. His eyes were fixed on me, studying my every move and his fear seeped into his tone.

"Yes," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. I knew the risk of being left alone in this state, but it was a risk I was willing to take. I could always change back to my human form and blend in with the surroundings, pretending to be one of the victims, in case the demon hunters found me before my subordinates did.

"Okay. Goodnight, Mr. Great Demon," he said politely before he turned around. But just as he was about to leave, I spoke again, my words coming out between my panting breaths.

"Goodnight, Larry. And thank you for your help," I said, my words sincere. Despite he didn’t know who I was, Larry had shown me kindness when I needed it the most. He had risked his job to bring me to safety, and for that, I was grateful.

Larry turned to me one more time and nodded before he left, the sound of his footsteps echoing in the empty building.

As soon as he left, I let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes. My body was still weak and trembling from overusing my Demonic Power, but at least I was in a good hiding place. Slowly, I deactivated my demon lord form, and I could feel my body changing as my demonic features disappeared.

My wings, which had been spread out behind me, slowly folded themselves, almost as if they were tired from their recent exertion. My horns retracted back into my skull, and my skin returned to its normal human hue. As my body transformed. But finally, it was done, and I was back to being a mere human named Ethan once again.

I opened my eyes and looked around at the abandoned building. It was a mess, with debris and broken glass littering the floor. It looked like a fight had just taken place there, which was not surprising given the current state of affairs in the city.

Leaning my head against the wall, my mind was racing with thoughts. The pain in my body was excruciating, and my vision was so blurred that I couldn't see anything clearly. I let out a groan of pain as I stared up at the ceiling.

“Now, what should I do…” I muttered.  The world seemed to spin around me, and I couldn't shake the feeling of helplessness that had settled in the pit of my stomach. But it seemed I couldn’t do anything.

I was about to close my eyes and let myself become my servants’ problem, but then a familiar voice echoed inside my head. It was Emma's voice, and she sounded worried.

‘Ethan? Ethan, where are you? Are you okay?’ she asked urgently.

My head pounded as I tried to gather my thoughts. ‘Emma? Is that you?’ I asked, relieved to hear her voice.

‘Yes, it's me. Where are you? We've been looking everywhere for you,’ she said, her tone filled with concern.

‘I'm in an empty building to the west of the city hall. I can’t move or use my skill, I need your help,’ I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

‘I'm on my way. Hang in there, Ethan,’ Emma said.

After she disconnected, I closed my eyes and focused on my inner self. I knew I had to find a way out of this situation, but my thoughts were becoming scattered, and my consciousness was slipping away. The sound of my own breathing seemed to echo in the empty building. It was hard to tell how much time had passed. I tried to use my portal skill one more time, but it was no use. It was like hitting a wall that refused to budge.

My mind was racing with all sorts of possibilities. What if the demon hunters found me? What if they attacked me? What if my subordinates didn't come? What if Emma couldn’t find me in time? I was the Great Demon, but right now, I was powerless and helpless. I hated this feeling more than anything else.

My ears were ringing with a high-pitched sound. It was getting harder to focus on anything, but I could hear footsteps approaching and a woman calling my name. I struggled to open my eyes and saw two women with silver hair rushing towards me.