The Daily Life of the Demon King-Chapter 304: The Two-on-Two Battle"

On the way to the bunker, Nobuna spoke about her life as an Imperial Princess and all the things she had to endure before the zombie apocalypse began. Alex, Koko, and Revy listened silently, not interrupting — they respected her honesty. As Nobuna shared her story, Alex noted that her personality hadn't changed at all from the one in the original universe.

She still craved adventure and longed to see the world, refusing to be a typical princess whose days revolved around etiquette lessons and diplomatic receptions. Instead, she had chosen the path of a warrior.

Revy couldn't help but comment:

"You definitely weren't meant to be a princess."

To which Nobuna only laughed, not even considering to argue.

Alex smirked as well. That was exactly the point — Nobuna clearly didn't fit the usual mold. Where else would you find a princess who voluntarily joins a mission to fight a horde of the undead? And it was that desire for a real life and freedom that likely made her insist on joining the team.

As the Humvee turned into a wooded area, Alex slowed down — the road had become narrow and winding. He had to be especially careful not to hit a pothole or fall into a potential ambush. Navigating the forest path with caution, Alex kept heading toward the coordinates of the bunker where, according to his intel, Svetlana and her people were hiding.

He contacted Rebecca and Rika to check if they had reached the high ground for sniper support. The reply was unexpected: the girls had run into a pack of infected wolves.

Koko, Revy, and even Nobuna tensed at the news. But the worry didn't last long — Rebecca quickly reported that the threat had been neutralized. Alex couldn't help but imagine her whipping out a machine gun and just mowing down the wolves without bothering with tactics.

"Thank god she didn't blow up the whole damn forest," Alex muttered with a grin.

Hearing that Rebecca and Rika had taken care of it, the girls sighed in relief.

"I hope we don't run into any more infected animals," Revy said with clear disgust.

"Congrats, you just jinxed us," Koko said dryly, shooting Revy a heavy glance.

Revy looked a bit confused by the remark. Alex couldn't help but smile, glancing at her through the rearview mirror. Even Nobuna turned her head and gave Koko a curious look — clearly not quite understanding what she meant.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Revy frowned.

"It's simple," Alex replied. "When you say "I don't want this to happen," the chance it does happen skyrockets. Remember when you said you'd never date me and definitely weren't going to be part of my so-called harem? And bam — we're in love now. Cute, right?"

"Wow, great comparison, idiot," Revy snapped and immediately smacked him over the head.

Alex just laughed:

"It was an example. So you'd get what Koko meant."

Revy hit him again — harder this time, venting her irritation. But Alex didn't even flinch — just kept laughing. He knew Revy was still getting used to their "weird little family" and wasn't entirely sure how to act, especially when it came to showing feelings.

Koko just scoffed, watching as Revy vented her frustration by whacking Alex. Meanwhile, Nobuna was quietly observing Alex. Sensing her gaze, he turned — even as Revy continued hitting him. There was something strange in her eyes… curiosity, intrigue? Maybe something else?

Deciding not to overthink it, Alex looked away and focused back on the road.

And then Revy suddenly remembered — Alex wasn't just strong. He was unbelievably strong. All her punches felt like a light breeze to him. None of the girls really knew just how immense his strength was. But even from the rare stories he told, they could only guess how dangerous... and at the same time — how reliable he truly was.

Alex noticed the forest thinning out in the distance. After checking the map, he realized that the bunker where Svetlana and her people were hiding was very close. He leaned forward slightly to get a better look at what lay ahead — and what he saw didn't please him.

In the open field beyond the trees, infected wandered — both regular mutants and zombified animals. Alex hit the brakes, rested his arms on the steering wheel, and stared intently ahead.

"Looks like our luck ran out," Nobuna commented after spotting the walking dead in the field.

"Maybe. But it's nothing serious. Just some infected. We'll deal with them quickly — and get Svetlana and her people," Alex said lazily, stretching.

The girls didn't argue — they all knew exactly what he was capable of.

Alex grabbed Yamato, which was lying next to him, opened the Humvee door, and stepped outside. Lighting a cigarette, he walked to the edge of the road and scanned the field, estimating how many infected they'd have to clear out to reach the bunker.

Koko followed him. She was shivering from the cold, her teeth chattering. Alex glanced at her and, without a second thought, took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders. Now in only a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up, he wasn't bothered in the slightest — thanks to his body and power, he no longer felt heat or cold. On top of that, he cast a warming spell on Koko to ensure she didn't freeze.

Koko felt the warmth envelop her body, and she immediately relaxed.

"Thanks, Alex. Mwah," she said, kissing him on the cheek.

"Anytime, my love," he replied, feeling her warm kiss against his skin.

"I feel left out," Revy muttered, stepping up on Alex's other side.

Smiling, he placed his hand on her head and cast the same warming spell. Revy felt the heat spread through her body and instantly understood what he'd done. Smirking, she grabbed him by the collar and kissed him on the lips.

"That's better," she said, letting go of his shirt after the kiss.

"I don't know what you just did, but I could use some of that too. It's freezing out here," Nobuna muttered, rubbing her hands together.

Alex waved her over. Nobuna quickly walked up, still clutching her fingers for warmth. Soon, like the others, she felt a pleasant warmth spread through her body. Surprised, she asked how he did it.

"Chakra," Alex replied without blinking, not even trying to explain.

Meanwhile, he contacted Rebecca and Rika:

"Becca, are you in position?"

"Already in place, Alex," Rika answered. "But I'll say this — the path to the bunker is going to be nasty. You've got infected wolves, deer, mutants roaming that field... and something that looks like it had its skin peeled off while still alive."

Alex couldn't argue — the road ahead promised to be anything but pleasant. He squinted at the infected animals, and the sight was far from pleasant. Tentacles protruded from their mangled bodies, writhing like parasites searching for a new host. But that wasn't even the worst part. Lickers were roaming the field too — disgusting creatures that were hard to ignore.

To reach the bunker, they had to cross that cursed field swarming with the infected. Alex noted with interest that there were no demons among them—only ordinary mutants and infected animals. It piqued his curiosity; it was odd that demons hadn't made it here.

Not wanting to waste time, he pulled the "Blue Rose" from his belt, tapped the revolver lightly against his shoulder, and walked forward, throwing over his shoulder:

"KoKo, Nobuna—stay behind."

Revy, pulling her pistols from their holsters, walked beside him.

"Let's play a game," she said with a sly smirk. "Whoever kills more wins. Loser has to fulfill the winner's wish."

Alex chuckled.

"Sure you wanna play those kinds of games with me?"

"What, you scared?" Revy teased, nudging him with her elbow.

"It'd be easier for you to learn how to breathe in a vacuum than beat me," he replied with a smug grin.

"We'll see," she shot back boldly, locking eyes with him.

Alex didn't wait. The first shot rang out, and the bullet blew the head off a Licker wandering carelessly among the other beasts. Its head exploded, splattering the ground with black blood. Two more shots followed—both hit their mark.

The horde of infected turned at the noise and, as one, began moving toward them. Alex kept shooting methodically, skillfully mimicking reloading so as not to raise Nobuna's suspicions. Meanwhile, Rika and Rebecca, perched on higher ground, joined the fight with sniper fire, helping to thin the enemy ranks.

But the infected animals were much quicker. One of the wolves leapt at Alex with a roar. Without blinking, Alex swung Yamato like he was swatting a fly. The wolf's body was flung back and slammed into a tree with a heavy thud, going limp. It didn't get up again.

First came the infected animals, but after they fell, it was the slow mutants' turn. Minutes later, the field was covered in corpses. The battle was over.

"Looks like I won," said Alex, holstering his revolver with a satisfied grin.

"So what does the winner wish for?" Revy asked with a smirk, putting away her pistols.

"Hmm... you know, I wouldn't mind resting my head on your thighs. I bet I'd really enjoy that," he said, nodding and squinting slightly as he eyed her legs.

Revy froze for a second, surprised by the unexpected request, but Alex's gaze lingered on her outfit. A warm red beanie, a brown coat, her usual fingerless gloves, a red horizontally striped mini-skirt, black tights, and cowboy boots—an outfit he couldn't tear his eyes away from. Especially those sleek legs in dark tights.

Revy noticed—she saw how he looked at her. Raising a brow slightly, she smirked. Deep down, Alex's attention flattered her. Considering how close they'd become, the idea of pleasing him that way even seemed… nice. To her, he wasn't just a fighter—he was her man.

KoKo, noticing where Alex's gaze had landed, looked down at her own legs, covered by plain pants. For a moment, she wondered if she should reconsider her style for his sake.

"Well, if you want it that bad, handsome..." Revy purred, sauntering past him with a sway in her hips.

Alex watched her walk ahead, her hips swaying with every step. Smiling to himself, he turned to KoKo and Nobuna. KoKo's expression was puffed up, like a pouting child, and Alex couldn't resist—he leaned in and kissed the corner of her eye. Her pout immediately melted away, replaced by a warm smile.

Nobuna was still looking at him thoughtfully. The three of them caught up to Revy, who was walking a bit ahead. Now that all the infected on the field were taken care of, they could move toward the bunker at a relaxed pace.

"So, you like women's thighs?" Nobuna suddenly asked, walking next to Alex.

"The question is wrong, Nobuna," Alex said, wagging a finger.

"And how should I ask it properly?" she asked, intrigued.

"The thing is," Alex began, stroking his chin, "I like every part of the body of the girl I love. From the tips of her hair to the tips of her fingers—every part is my favorite. The main thing is that we have mutual feelings. Without that, I just see her as a girl. Although, of course, there are exceptions… if I really like her, but we're not in a relationship yet."

"Hmmm… so, do you like my thighs?" Nobuna asked, pointing expressively at her legs.

Alex glanced at her and noticed how seriously she was asking. KoKo and Revy also looked at Nobuna with interest, clearly surprised by her directness. Alex scanned her figure, nodded approvingly, and gave a thumbs-up.

Nobuna broke into a satisfied smile and immediately shifted to broader, more confident steps. Alex privately noted that it seemed like the girl was starting to take an interest in him. Though she hadn't quite figured out yet if it was romantic interest or just affection.

At that moment, Alex heard Rika's voice through his earpiece:

"Alex, I don't want to upset you, but it looks like helicopters with containers are heading your way."

"How many?" he responded quickly, stopping and scanning the sky.

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"Three. Two of them with suspended containers," Rebecca replied in place of Rika.

"Should we shoot them down?" Rika suggested, clearly ready for action.

"No. Let them fly. I want to see where they're going and what they're carrying," Alex said, his gaze fixed on the horizon.

Rika and Rebecca exchanged glances and decided not to intervene for now. They were curious too—it had been a long time since they'd seen helicopters since the zombie apocalypse started.

Meanwhile, Alex explained the situation to the others: KoKo, Revy, and Nobuna, so they were also in the loop.

"Why do I feel like they're flying straight toward us?" Nobuna said thoughtfully, looking at Alex.

"Why that guess, princess?" Revy asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

"Look for yourself. We're heading to the bunker where the former ruler of this country is hiding. It's logical to assume that these helicopters could have been sent by those who overthrew her," Nobuna answered calmly, analyzing the situation.

"I think so too," KoKo nodded. "Svetlana always had political opponents. Especially that one… what was his name… Ah, yes, Sergey Vladimir, I think. I used to supply weapons to this country during the civil war. He had taken control of most of the army and tried to prevent Svetlana from coming to power. But in the end, she won, and he disappeared. Haven't heard anything about him since…"

Alex nodded, agreeing with Koko. He didn't blame her for supplying weapons to a country torn by civil war. She was just doing her job—nothing personal. But now, Alex was convinced: events in this world weren't that different from the original timeline.

Sergey Vladimir remained the same loyal dog to Spencer, and Svetlana Belikova was still the woman fighting tooth and nail to reclaim her homeland, enslaved by Sergey. Thanks to Spencer, Sergey had gained power and held onto it with an iron fist.

Alex pondered. Perhaps Sergey had flown in himself to deal with Svetlana personally. But whose side was he on now? Was he serving the Minister of Monoliths, or had he joined Davot? This was what Alex was most curious about at the moment.

The sound of approaching helicopters grew louder. Alex and the girls simultaneously turned their heads to the sky. Three helicopters were heading straight toward them. Just as Nobuna had predicted, the course was leading them directly to the bunker where Svetlana and the remaining allies were hiding.

Alex squinted, focusing on one of the helicopters—the one flying without a cargo. His instincts told him that something… unpleasant was hiding inside. No, scratch that—something repulsive. He could feel a sinister aura, faint but unmistakable. All three helicopters exuded power tied to the Minister of Monoliths.

That was enough.

"Becca, take out the helicopter without the container," Alex said calmly, pointing to the target.

Almost instantly, a sniper rifle shot struck the tail section, cutting off the rotor. The helicopter lost control and began spinning wildly in the air. Not wanting to stay out of it, Rika opened fire and easily shot down the two remaining helicopters. The containers detached and fell to the field, while the last helicopter, still uncontrollable, soon crashed to the ground near them.

Alex and the girls watched the wreckage carefully. He knew—someone had survived. He could feel it. And sure enough, confirming his hunch, the door of the helicopter flew off with a deafening crash, kicked open by a massive foot. A tall man in military uniform stepped out. Alex and Koko recognized him immediately—it was Sergey Vladimir.

Once, Sergey had been one of the few who could adapt to the T-virus, gaining superhuman strength. But now… now, a different energy flowed through him—dark, foreign, terrifying. Sergey's body was fully assimilated with the power of the Minister of Monoliths, though he still retained human features. His skin had turned deathly pale, and black veins had spread across his face.

Behind him appeared another person, whom Alex didn't recognize immediately, but there was no mistaking it—Alexander Gaydar. Another old enemy. Everything became clear: it was their presence Alex had sensed in the air.

"Who are these uninvited guests on my land?" Sergey growled, glaring at Alex and the girls with a cold stare.

"Oh, this is your land? Sorry, I didn't know. I didn't hear anything on the news about a new ruler of the Slavic Empire. Or did you appoint yourself?" Alex innocently inquired, a mocking tone in his voice.

"That's not important. You've invaded my homeland, and for that, you'll pay. First you, then the woman who dared to consider my country hers."

"Ah, Sergey… who would've thought that Spencer's old mutt would get so full of himself. What do you think, Alexander?" Alex shifted his gaze to the second man. "Though, what's so surprising? I've already killed three of your gang, and the other two are now freeloading on my ship."

He took a step forward, positioning himself to shield the girls. The power levels of both opponents were significant, he could feel it. Alex couldn't say for certain how strong they were now, but one thing was clear—they were much more dangerous, thanks to their new "benefactor."

Koko immediately understood his intentions and, holding her breath, hid behind his shoulder, carefully peeking out. Revy furrowed her brow—her instincts also sensed the threat.

"So, this is the one he was talking about…" Sergey coldly looked at Alex. "Hmm, you don't look so dangerous. I doubt you can harm my master."

"Ah, you switched masters? How loyal you are... dog. One's dead, and you immediately run to another. Pathetic. But what can you do, a dog stays a dog," Alex said in an exaggeratedly disappointed voice.

Sergey's face twitched—his irritation growing. He realized Alex knew more than he should. But despite this, he didn't take the enemy's words seriously. He believed in his own strength. He believed he could destroy him.

"Are you deliberately provoking him?" Koko whispered, watching Alex.

"You guessed it," he replied with a slight smile. "Stay behind me. Just in case these two idiots decide to attack you."

The girls nodded silently, fully understanding—the enemies in front of them were far more dangerous than regular foes. Alex pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a drag, and slowly walked forward. His gaze remained locked on Sergey and Alexander, who were watching his every move.

Alex studied both of them—he was curious about what kind of power the Minister of Monoliths had given them. Each of the Avatar's minions he had faced before had unique abilities. And now Alex wanted to know what kind of power these two possessed. Logically, their abilities were most likely related to life energy and regeneration—but that remained just a guess.

"So, shall we begin? Let's see if I'm really as weak as you think," Alex smirked, holding Yamato in his hand.

Sergey didn't respond, merely silently and attentively watching him. Their silent duel of glances was interrupted by the clattering of opening containers. Alex shifted his gaze—inside the wide doors appeared the figures of the Tyrants. He raised an eyebrow, disappointed—he had expected more. Was this all Sergey had, these cheap toys?

Not wanting to waste time, Alex raised his hand and made a slight gesture. In that instant, the heads of both Tyrants exploded, and their giant bodies collapsed to the ground like puppets with their strings cut.

"Your toys are a bit weak, don't you think?" Alex smirked, lowering his hand.

Sergey still remained silent, but his gaze briefly flickered to the side, toward where the shot had come from. Thanks to his new strength, he noticed Rebecca and Rika—they were using a motorcycle as an improvised rest for their sniper rifles. Rebecca, noticing that Sergey had seen her, flashed him a predatory grin, flipped him the bird, and pointed to Alex as if to say, "Look over there."

Alex laughed—Rebecca was still the same gremlin, capable of getting under anyone's skin. But he knew this: if Sergey or Alexander tried to attack her or Rika—there wouldn't be a battle. It would be a massacre.

Sergey shifted his gaze back to Alex. To him, Alex now posed the greatest threat. Without wasting any time, he moved forward—first at a fast pace, then breaking into a run. Each of his steps left behind craters and cracks in the frozen ground.

Alex stood, watching the approaching enemy. When Sergey closed the distance, he swung a massive fist, aiming to crush Alex's head. Calmly, Alex raised Yamato and blocked the strike. The impact was tremendous—the ground behind Alex turned to rubble, but he didn't budge.

"Watch out!" Nobuna shouted, noticing Alexander sneaking up behind him.

Alex immediately felt strong hands gripping his neck and waist. It was a grab—Alexander was attempting to snap his neck. But he had underestimated one thing: Alex's body was much tougher than it appeared. Alex swung Yamato with a sharp motion, knocking Sergey back—he flew, collided with a helicopter, and caused an explosion.

In the next moment, Alex grabbed Alexander by the hair and threw him over his shoulder, slamming his face into the ground. Without giving him a chance to recover, Alex stomped hard on his head. The earth shook and cracked as Alex furiously ground the enemy's face into the dirt. Finally, he lifted his foot and sent Alexander flying toward the burning helicopter with a powerful kick. He struck the ground several times before crashing into the flaming wreckage.

"If this is all you can do, then you might as well kill yourselves. Why should I waste my time on you?" Alex said with a smirk.

In response, Alex was met only with silence. From the burning helicopter, Sergey and Alexander slowly crawled out. Both looked as if they had just passed through fire—their bodies were unscathed, and their uniforms were only slightly charred. Alex muttered under his breath, realizing he had been right—their strength was indeed linked to incredible survivability and regeneration.

Sergey, stepping over the debris, paused to think. He now looked at Alex's strength differently, but despite what he had seen, he still believed that Alex wouldn't be able to defeat his master.

"Since there are two of you, I think it's only fair to even the odds. Don't you agree?" Alex said with a smirk.

Without waiting for a response, he touched his forehead and made a broad sweeping motion. In that instant, a doppelgänger appeared next to him—a ghostly copy of Alex, tinged with a blue hue.

Koko and Revi didn't react, since after everything they had learned about Alex, it was almost impossible to surprise them. But Nobuna, on the other hand, opened her mouth in astonishment.

Alex looked at his doppelgänger, and it mirrored him perfectly. They struck each other with fists, then synchronized and turned to face their opponents—like perfect mirrored reflections. In the next second, both vanished from their spots and reappeared beside Sergey and Alexander, delivering synchronized kicks to their faces. The opponents collided with each other, staggering from the powerful blow.

Alex and his doppelgänger landed softly and quickly assumed stances, vanishing again, appearing on opposite sides. With each swing, their blades flashed—tearing at Sergey and Alexander's bodies. Every step, every movement was accompanied by bursts of steel, sharp cuts through the air, and blood spilling out. The speed of their attacks was so high that the eye could hardly follow them.

Noticing how quickly their wounds were healing, Alex frowned. He sheathed Yamato and, with a sharp motion, struck Alexander's chin, sending him flying into the air. The doppelgänger did the same with Sergey. Then both jumped, pushing off the air, and began slicing through the space around them, leaving behind gleaming blades that seemed to cut into reality itself.

The flurry of strikes came to a halt: Alex and his shadow tossed their enemies even higher. Then Alex dismissed the doppelgänger, landed, and slowly sheathed Yamato. His body was enveloped in blue energy, resembling living flame, pulsing in sync with his heartbeat. Suddenly, he drew the blade in an instant.

An ominous silence hung in the air.

The sound of cracking glass echoed... And the bodies of Sergey and Alexander were torn into hundreds of pieces. No regeneration. No return. Only cold and absolute silence.

Alex slowly sheathed Yamato with a characteristic click, ran his hand through his hair, and surveyed the remains of his enemies.

At that moment, applause rang out.

Alex turned and saw Koko clapping, a smile on her face as if she were enjoying a magnificent performance. Revi looked at him with a squint, as if asking, "Is that all?" And Nobuna stood in slight shock—although she had already witnessed the destruction Alex had caused, this time she was too close to not feel the full scale of his power. She couldn't even keep up with his movements.

Alex smirked and approached the girls.

"Well, how was it?" he asked with a grin.

"It was awesome! You were like: whoosh! swoosh! and then there were two of you! And then again: whoosh-whoosh!" Koko exclaimed joyfully, waving her arms as she tried to imitate Alex's movements.

"You were... pretty good. Like a comic book character," Revi said, punching him lightly on the shoulder.

"Where did you learn to wield a katana like that?" Nobuna asked, her gaze never leaving him.

"If you'd kept gathering rumors about me, you'd know I can replicate anything I've ever seen," Alex replied, giving her a thumbs up.

Nobuna simply huffed in response.

Now that the enemies were defeated, the path to the bunker was clear. Alex was certain: there was no one left in the city who could stop them. Everyone who was meant to show up had already come out... and died.

To be continued...

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