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Caron watched Laia, who stood tall with her chin raised high before him, and a cold, mocking smile spread across his face.
How utterly laughable.
"A mere succubus who just became a Demon King... Pretending to be one already?" Caron scoffed.
The Imperial Capital had always descended into chaos whenever demons appeared. It had happened fifty years ago, during the rampage of the Malevolent Emperor, and again recently, when that same emperor had tried to return.
Every time the demons came, the empire was drenched in blood. If they had done nothing to prepare, even after suffering through it all time and again, that would have been true foolishness.
Screech!
Shriek!
From the twisted rifts that had opened on either side of Laia, hideous monsters began to emerge. But Utula and Srom, who had been locked in fierce battle within the arena, didn't hesitate for a second. They charged straight at the creatures.
Crack!
A chilling light flashed across their axes. The two massive warriors tore through the monsters like fish returned to water, their bloodlust overflowing as they struck down their enemies.
Fwhoosh!
The pope, who had been seated in the VIP section, stood abruptly and unleashed a wave of divine light. The overwhelming sacred radiance began to sweep away the petals...
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