The Transmigrated Professor

Chapter 33 : The Realms Outside - Part 1

Tartarus.

It was the first home of the demons and also the planet where Darkness, the element of destruction was born. Sulphur-red clouds drifted in the dark sky, while the ground below had a red tinge to it.

When the demonic race was fairly young, there had been talks about whether Tartarus had such dark energy because demons lived here or if demons were such powerful Darkness users because they lived in the Darkness-ridden Tartarus.

But instinctively, demons were creatures who loved to destroy and soon stopped thinking about such things. Eventually, fights within the Race began, until the strongest demon emerged from their Ranks.

To honour his strength, the demons began referring to him as the Demon King.

From the countless demons he had fought, the Demon King selected four demons, their strength being second only to the King himself. He elevated their status to that of Dukes and provided them titles.

Death. Famine. War. Conquest.

The Dukes spread themselves on the four corners of the Tartarus. Mobs of demons followed them and established their unique colonies all over Tartarus.

Currently, Nyx was passing through the market of a town in the Duchy of Death.

Although the demons detested light, the town was still brightly-lit, thanks to the red fireflies that buzzed everywhere. In the centre of the town square stood a large fountain. Brimstone water sprayed around, as demons danced below it.

Around the structure, many stalls were bustling with customers. Some were selling weapons, while others were selling potions. Some even sold different monsters as slaves. Since the demons of Death Duchy were famous for their brutality, various fights erupted around the stalls as the customers fought for the items. Nobody even attempted to stop them and instead, the demons around them cheered for a winner, as if they were witnessing a festival.

Seeing this, nobody would believe that the Demons were currently in the middle of war right now.

Well, it didn't matter anyway. In the end, it will be the Demons who win. Out of the 25 planets in the universe, the Demon King and the Dukes had already taken over 20 of them. Out of the remaining 5, long wars were already being fought on 4 of them while the remaining 1 was undergoing the final preparations for war.
She couldn't wait until the entire universe was ridden with the power of Darkness.

As Nyx passed through a pub, two drunkards slammed against her shoulder causing her hood to slip off. Her dark purple locks, which she had bundled up inside the cloak as part of her disguise, gently flowed down.

"Hey, hey, little girl. You can't just slam against us, you know." One of them yelled at her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

If this scene had taken place on Earth, one would have thought that two human thugs were harassing a young lady. Well, that is if you ignored the tiny details that differentiated humans and demons, such as the two horns poking out of their forehead and their blood-red irises.

Usually, demons went right into violence if they had to solve any sort of dispute. But today Nyx was in a pretty good mood, so she decided to give these lowborns a chance.

"If you take your hand off my shoulder right now, I will let you leave with your life." She gave them a warning.

"Huh? Do you think a weakling like you can do anything to me?" Angered by the woman's words, the demon raised the bottle in his hand, ready to strike her.

Suddenly, blood started to drip on his face. The man didn't realise what was happening, but his partner started screaming, as he scrambled back out of fear. The man looked up to find that his hand had been cut off from the wrist. The action had been so swift that even his nerves were delayed in registering the pain. As he was about to let out an anguished scream, he met Nyx's eyes, forcing him to swallow down the pain.