The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 178: Chapter 171 Part 2: Demon King

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Chapter 171 Part 2: Demon King Listen while reading: Berserk - Behelit ----- The memories flowed rapidly, like a stream of countless images, and Beelzebub felt completely absorbed by them. They carried so much emotion and so much strength that it was overwhelming. He couldn’t fight against them. He was trapped, constantly watching them and reliving these moments. He tried to escape, but he could not; invisible chains restrained his actions. “T-This bastard…! Who is he?! How can he- ARGH!” Another stream of memories rushed towards him, and as Beelzebub’s consciousness slowly ground through countless Memory Bubbles, the will of Heisenberg was beginning to absorb his own mind. “Stay with me; I want you to watch more, Beelzebub.” His voice echoed inside the demon’s voice, making Beelzebub feel a chill through the rest of his soul. This human wasn’t normal; he was completely different than any other human he had dominated and enslaved before. FLASH! He was quickly absorbed into another memory, showing Heisenberg and the children being jailed inside completely white rooms. One after another, they were dragged out; many of them never came back, while those that did came back different. They roared like beasts, vomited blood, and their eyes constantly changed colors. “Stop! Don’t you dare! STOP! AAARGH!” Eventually, it was his turn. They dragged him away against his will, restrained his movements, and didn’t even apply anesthesia because it would be a waste of money, according to them. He could still vividly recall the smile of the scientist who brought him there. “Now, now, I’ve been looking forward to experimenting on you, young lad.” He laughed. “Unlike the rest, you are awakened, aren’t you? You’re a very weak one, but that Aura of yours... I can’t wait to see what you will become. What you will blossom as!” “Y-You damn old bastard... One day, I’m going to fucking take your eyes out with my bare fingers! I’m going to bite off your nose, and I’ll tear your neck to shreds, and I will enjoy it. I WILL FUCKING ENJOY IT! I WILL-” “Yeah, yeah, say whatever you want. The more they resist, the more entertaining it is.” The professor laughed. “Professor Newtown, shall we begin?” Another person in a white lab coat asked him. “Yes, begin immediately.” The old man nodded. At that moment, the mechanical sound of large machines moving around Heisenberg echoed across the large hall. The young lad’s eyes glanced in utter horror as the machines pointed countless needles filled with different and colorful liquids, containing the DNA of many monsters. “Let’s try them all on this little bastard. If he’s awakened, he can resist it, right? He has strong tenacity after all.” “Y-YOU- AARRGH!” Heisenberg was unable to muster another world as dozens of needles pierced his body, injecting into his body all sorts of bizarre cold liquids. His entire body convulsed, and he started bleeding from all his orifices as he began to feel a horrendous burning pain coming from the depths of his chest. His heart was beating faster and faster; he felt like, at any time, it would explode out of his chest. The pain continued spreading to every fiber of his body; his muscles distorted and tore apart before reconstructing again; all his bones started shattering; and the pain made him pass away only to wake up due to it. “AAAAAAGGGHHH!” The same agony he went through was shared with Beelzebub; the demon’s will slowly faded away as his soul seemed to be slowly beginning to be infected. The agony was the only thing he knew now. “Do you feel it too? My pain.” “S-STOP IT…! STOP THIS!” “I can’t… These are just my memories. It is what makes me who I am, Beelzebub.” “You’re nothing but a human! Do you think your stupid traumas can make you stronger than me?! That your will can surpass mine?! That’s ridiculous—UGH?!” However, before he could say another word, Beelzebub’s mind was dragged to several more dreams, showing the years and years of agony Heisenberg went through, the sorrow