Supreme Warlock System : From Zero to Ultimate With My Wives-Chapter 430: Demon King’s Vessel

Warlock Ch 430. Demon King's Vessel

Evelyn and the others burst through the gate behind them—bloodied, limping, weapons glowing.

Victoria looked around once, and her mouth dropped open.

"What the hell is this?" she breathed.

"Not hell," Lysandra growled, weapon rising. "Worse."

The circle began to spin.

Cedric screamed.

The ritual had begun.

And the war for the future of the realm had seconds left before the abyss cracked wide open.

[System Notification]

Warning: Catalyst (Prince Cedric) reaching threshold

Barrier Detected: Legendary Seal – Rank SSS Arcane Lock

Status: Indestructible under normal conditions

They moved as one.

Lysandra roared and charged. Evelyn flared her hands with an array of glowing spells. Victoria surged forward, fangs bared. Selena was right beside Damian, swords drawn. And Damian himself pushed through the raw buzzing of his own rage.

But the moment they stepped over the edge of the summoning circle— The seal hit.

It wasn't a physical wall.

It was pressure.

A weight that slammed down from all directions. Magic flared red, gold, black—ancient glyphs twisted in the air, then descended and snapped shut like jaws around them.

Everything locked.

Mana seized in their veins. Air went cold. Muscles trembled under arcane pressure that felt like it was grinding down their very souls.

[System Notification]

You have triggered: [Imperial Seal of the Black Scribe]

Rank: Legendary

Tier: SSS

Effect: Absolute Suppression of All Mana Outside Ritual Authority

Duration: Until Ritual Completion or Seal Destruction

Warning: Your magic output has been reduced by 90%

They were stuck.

Victoria snarled, slamming her weapon into the barrier. "Break, damn you!"

The impact echoed, but the seal shimmered, absorbed the hit—and laughed.

No, not the seal.

Ralvek.

He stood beyond it, robes swirling, blood-red tattoos now glowing across his arms and neck. The bastard actually laughed.

"Oh, this is precious." He clasped his hands like he was watching a comedy. "Even together, even with your little dragon and vampire queen—you're still pathetic."

Damian gritted his teeth. The barrier burned against his mana. Like needles under his skin. His [Spectral Surge] couldn't even flare. Even [Dispel]—completely snuffed out.

"Don't even try, boy," Ralvek said. "This seal was designed to hold off empresses. You think a disgraced warlock and his harem can break it?"

Lysandra hissed. "You'll choke on your arrogance, rat."

Ralvek only smiled wider. "Didn't they tell you, Warlock? That all those crimes you were blamed for? That the world turned on you because of things you never did?"

He stepped closer, arms wide. "I did them. I used your name, Kaelan. Every blood signature, every whisper, every stolen relic. It was me."

Damian's heart stopped for half a beat.

"You…"

"Oh yes," Ralvek nodded. "And when I saw you at that S-Rank exam, I knew." His voice dropped to a snarl. "That same spark. That same presence. You can change your face, Kaelan. But not your soul."

Damian's hands clenched. He wanted to rip the bastard apart.

But Ralvek just kept going, cruel and smug.

"And now look at you. Not even an SSS-ranked anymore. What a joke."

He gestured to Cedric—screaming again, blood pouring faster into the runes.

"You can't even save him. You're weak."

And… he was right.

Damian wasn't SSS-ranked.

He was SS. Barely holding it together with hybrid spellcasting, stolen time, and sheer spite.

The seal pulsed again—tightening.

Inside him, the demon king's voice boiled.

'I WILL NOT BE USED. I WILL NOT BE A TOOL FOR WORMS.'

"Shut up," Damian muttered under his breath. "Shut up, I know—"

'YOU WANT TO BREAK THIS SEAL?' the demon king roared. 'THEN LET ME GIVE YOU WHAT IS MINE.'

His core flared, wild and unstable.

'MY POWER. MY MANA. MY BODY—TAKE IT BACK.'

Damian flinched. "You're talking about full release—"

'YES. AND I DON'T CARE IF IT CORRUPTS YOU. TEAR. THEM. APART.'

[System Alert!]

Your Mana Core has been forcefully synchronized with the [Demon King's Residual Soul].

Unique Path Evolution Available

Evolve into: [Dark Warlock – Demon King's Vessel]

Rank Increase: SS -> SSS

Warning: Corruption Level Will Rise Significantly

You will lose partial control during combat

Accept Evolution?

[YES] | [NO]

Damian stared at it.

Evelyn was gasping on one knee, blood dripping from her lip. Lysandra was still throwing herself at the barrier. Victoria had a hand on Selena's shoulder—trying to keep her calm even as tears streamed down her face watching Cedric suffer.

Damian didn't hesitate.

[YES]

[System Notification]

Evolution Confirmed

Class Evolved: [Dark Warlock – Demon King's Vessel]

Rank: SSS

Perks Unlocked: Wrathwell Core, Eternal Binding, Shadowflame Overload

Skill Upgrade: All current abilities enhanced

New Signature Skill Unlocked: [Hell's Throne Unleashed]

Everything broke.

The pressure snapped off him like chains exploding outward. The seal groaned—cracked—then shattered in a flare of black and crimson energy.

Damian rose, back arched, cloak billowing, hair lifting like static. His veins glowed faintly red beneath his skin. His aura howled with dark power.

Eyes locked on Ralvek.

"Oh," Ralvek said, backing up a step. "That's—"

Too late.

[Shadow Step]

Damian appeared in front of him.

[Shadow Inferno Strike – Overloaded]

He launched forward with enough force to break the floor under him. The blast knocked Ralvek clean off his feet, slamming him into the summoning wall. The runes on the floor flickered.

Cedric screamed again.

Damian's voice echoed like thunder. "Nobody. Uses. Me."

Ralvek coughed blood, barely raising a hand. "Y-You… you'll fall to it. That power. It's not yours."

Damian grinned. A dark, corrupted grin.

"Guess we'll see who falls first."

Behind him, the others blinked—staring at him like he wasn't entirely Damian anymore.

"Okay," Victoria muttered. "That's hot but terrifying."

Evelyn whispered, "His mana just quadrupled. That's not even normal SSS…"

Selena's lip trembled. "Damian…?"

He didn't turn back. He raised a hand.

[Void Rift] — doubled in radius.

[Crimson Dominion] — now drained everything within 30 meters.

[Blood Manipulation] — exploded four cultists hiding behind the altar with one squeeze.

"Help Cedric," he growled. "I'll kill this bastard and destroy the array."

Aria burst through the gate at that moment—her body glowing with divine magic. "Damian!" she cried. "We're out of time—"

"I know…"