Reincarnated As The Hero’s Daughter: Wait, Why Is My MP Not Running Out?

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Within a small dimension created through a special Magic Item imbued with the Blessing of the Evil God of Dungeons, a blue haired Demon Woman and a group of Cultists watched carefully at what was happening.

"So they're getting through at the end…" She clicked her tongue.

"That hero managed to defeat over a hundred Tier 7 Monsters!"

"And the other two are sneaking around, they destroyed one of the four pillars- ah! Another got destroyed?! They're fast!"

"At this pace our entire plan will come crumbling down…"

"We managed to kill a lot of nobles though, they still got over half…"

"No, we cannot give up so soon!" She roared, hitting the ground with her long black spear imbued with True Demon Blood, unleashing a powerful black and red aura from within. "Especially when my father is so close to my grasp now… If he wasn't being protected by those damn heroes!"

"As long as we can take down those heroes, it should be possible…"

Suddenly, a figure behind the panicked crowd emerged, a member of the Abyssal Eyes, his appearance looked strangely human, with gray eyes and hair, however, his face was covered with a black mask. He wore purple and gray magician robes and held a big staff.

"No, in fact, as long as we merely push them enough that they'll take their things and escape… It should be enough. Heroes are powerful but they have kids, didn't you see? They will panic once they know they can't win nor fight any longer. We'll use that opportunity to let them run away. Even if our God desires their lives, our goal is different." The man spoke. The blue haired woman nodded as she seemed to understand.

"Then let's do it. We have prepared everything now."

"A mass summoning of True Demons!"

"It is finally time… to show the truest power of those blessed by a God that can manipulate dimensions and space!"

Indeed, the truth behind the ability of Demons to summon True Demons was that… only those blessed by the power of the God of Dungeons, a God that governed space and whose powers could connect to other dimensions, were able to summon these powerful entities.

"If we combine the Dungeon Break monsters with these True Demons, it should be possible to distract them enough so we can sneak in and kill that bastard…!"

"Yeah, it is possible…!"

"Then let's do this…!"

"Bring the sacrifices!"

Suddenly, countless of crystals filled with souls were brought from a special spatial inventory bag, pilling for over a thousand crystals, with a hundred souls each. Such souls were those of monsters, wild animals, and also humans they had captured and slaughtered to use their souls for sacrifices, most of them were either slavers, criminals, or their allies.

"Oh God of Dungeons, King of Space, Emperor of Dimensions, I implore of you, give us the power of those who are referred as True Demons! Let them rampage, let them bring bloodshed, let them avenge our fallen comrades, let them harbor our grudges, agony, despair, and fury!" The blue haired woman chanted, as a red magic circle emerged below her foot, the Soul Crystals were all absorbed as the wailing souls were devoured by the Demonic Magic Circle.

"Very well."

The glorious voice of the God of Dungeons resonated across the entire magic circle, as space and time began to distort themselves, enormous red magic circles appeared all across the city. Not only monsters were now running rampart, but enormous, red-skinned True Demons began to emerge, at least as big as six meters tall, holding demonic weapons and armor.

And as if that wouldn't be enough, three enormous circles appeared atop the skies, were three incredibly strong True Demons were summoned, their appearances and strength were completely different than the rest, resembling terrifying and glorious winged giants…

The blue haired woman smiled, as her red eyes glared down at the figure of a trembling man being protected by children and an elf woman.

"This time, I'll make sure to kill you no matter what, father."

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(Sylph POV)

The moment the dragon offered me a contract; my father emerged out of the skies. He was completely red, and he was even growing fur and horns! I thought I was seeing things wrong, but apparently father was using a transformation technique with one of his strongest spirits, if not the strongest ever, Ifrit. My father was about to kill Agni but we managed to stop him.

However, the moment he reunited with us and hugged me, he suddenly collapsed, falling into the floor and barely being able to breathe. My mother told me this was due to the enormous amount of Mana and Life Essence that a transformation using Ifrit requires. My mother said that using the power of that Spirit drains my father lifespan away…

"T-That damned spirit! Did you really had to use his help, Allan? I've told you countless times that the usage of that spirit is no good! You're going to get yourself killed like this! That Ifrit drains away all your energy, your lifespan…!" My mother began to reprimand my father without stopping, she wasn't giving him any time to even rest. She was being quite ruthless to be honest.

"Mom, let father rest for now, don't be like this!" I said.

"Ah…!" My mother quickly realized this wasn't the moment to just reprimand my father who was already at the verge of falling unconscious.

I quickly reached to my Spatial Inventory Bag and took out two Leaves of Life. Through the last week, I've managed to make around twenty of them, with the limit of around two or three per day of Naturia. I've already used two for mom, and I'll have to use two more to hopefully restore father's stamina and exhaustion.

My mother was already using her healing magic to restore his wounds, but his exhaustion was something way above that which couldn't be easily healed, and this is where my leaves entered!

"Here! Eat this!" I said, as my father looked at me with slight confusion, but quickly decided to eat the leaves.

The effects were almost immediate!

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