I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey Chapter 157: Buck, The End

Damn it, I should have long sensed something amiss!

Buck cursed silently as he surveyed the strange new environment, then backed away warily.

The hall in front of him looked like the first floor of an old villa. At the corner, he could vaguely make out the stairs. There were shelves full of books on both his sides and several rooms slightly further. In the center of the hall was a sofa, tea table, and other items.

The windows were all completely shut. It was blurry and Buck could not see the outside.

However, there was this eerie feeling that someone was stalking his every movement from all angles. It felt as if someone in the dark was peeping at everything that was happening in this room and watching his every move.

At this moment, he felt that his power had vanished without a trace, as if it had evaporated into thin air. There were no active traces of aether anywhere around him at all.

He couldn’t even feel the existence of aether… Let alone use it.

It was as though he had really become a normal human being!

At the same time, Buck felt that all the feelings and emotions he had lost due to his long life brought about by countless resurrections came flooding back to him like a raging torrent.

Anger, ignorance, fear... His emotions had never been so clear. It felt as though he, who had been underwater for a long time, suddenly broke the water's surface, and all his dulled senses returned.

But Buck didn't need these things that he had abandoned a long time ago. In fact, it was these things that made him, someone high aboves who could wantonly judge the lives of others, fall into the abyss. These made him feel like his entire inner being was shaken up and crumbling.

Without power, he felt that he had nothing.

The feeling of superiority at being able to judge the lives of others was replaced by the fear of emptiness.

“No, impossible! This must be an illusion spell!

"I have to calm down. As long as I find clues and blend in, I will be able to decipher the opponent’s power. My divine power is still present..."

Buck comfo

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