235 All Out War (2)

Snowy ground.

Dark clouds, like black food clouds, poured down from the high mountains.

Darkness that eats away the sunlight.

The darkness settled down as if it had only been night around that mountain.

The interior of the mountain.

The interior of the mountain, which should be filled with dirt and stone, was carved out in an artificial way.

A huge base built inside.

There were more than 20,000 people and demons there.

[Haam.]

A ferocious yawn flows from Belfegor's mouth, a demon staring down at the ferocious humans.

Sitting in a wheelchair that resembled a wheelchair, he dismissed his expression as though he did not like it.

[Why is the plan so far ahead?]

A voice filled with annoyance.

He sat in a wheelchair and complained.

"I heard there was a situation."

A low voice flows from the mouth of the monster, wrapped in a bloody bandage.

It was an unpleasant voice, like scratching iron with a hook.

Belfegor turns his gaze toward the monster next to him, the bloodhound.

[Circumstances?]

"The Demon King has appeared."

Boom!!

In his ensuing words, Belfegor stood up.

[What?]

As he raised his body, the eyes of the bloodhound shone.

Belfegor's up? '

I never remembered the existence of Belfegor, who united the continent and the planet.

He always sat in a movable chair because he was annoyed to move even though he had a healthy body, and did not see or hear what was done regularly through the apostles.

It was a demon who delayed the reconstruction of the flesh for one reason only, even when he was trapped with only one soul left in the mirage of hell.

Absorbing the source of the devil to obtain 'Divinity' was also annoying, so it was Belfegor, the devil with the extreme ferocity that he did not do it properly.

[Well, what nonsense.]

Belfegor then raised his body.

I trembled like a sashimi with a pale look.

A pathetic operation that cannot be found because of the majesty of the Grand Duke.

Fearful voices echoed.

The bloodhound frowned.

"Is the Demon King that much?"

In fact, he rarely heard of the Demon King during his long years of service with the Devil Church.

To the extent that Satan, Belfegor, and Marmon have heard of him in the past.

[Is that enough? That much?]

Belfegor laughs nonsense.

"Isn't his nature human, then?"

The Blood Mage himself had the demon's flesh as a porcelain in humans.

The human body is different from the devil from its roots.

In order to gain the power they had from birth, he had to repeat the blood work.

'It took a long time.'

I moved the magi in my body.

To stand on the same line as the one who was born of the absolute destiny, called the 'Grand Duke', he had to hang on to the horoscope for a thousand years.

absorbing thousands, tens of thousands of human blood.

'Nevertheless.'

After all, I did not go beyond Satan.

It has not overcome the inherent limitations of being human.

[Man] What do you mean?]

Belfegor's eyes trembled.

I stretched out my hand and twisted the bloodhound's flesh.

[Listen carefully. He's a monster. Crazy monster!!]

Humans.

Who dares to ignore the Demon King for being human?

No, in fact, Belpegor himself ignored him at first.

Demon King, precisely before he was called Demon King.

I didn't even care because he was annoying when he declared war on all the Grand Dukes.

And then.

The Seven Dukes were defeated.

Chewed it up.

To only one monster.

[Argh, why. Why is this happening.. Boo, you must be dead. I felt it myself!!!]

I felt his energy disappearing with a crack in the wall of dimension.

The soul was trapped in a hellhole, but I clearly felt it.

I was also drowned in insane excitement.

Thinking the Demon King could escape the horror of that insane monster, he passed away.

By the way.

He's alive?

[Ugh, aah.]

Belfegor trembles in horror.

The bloodhound looked at him and filled his tongue.

I think I saw a man who met a thousand horses. '

There was such an enormous' terror 'reigning in the continent where he lived.

Cherub.

The creatures he met were now swallowed up in horror, like Belfegor, and would lose consciousness.

"The Demon King is equal to the Heavenly Devil? '

Sounds like shit.

The bloodhound shakes his head decisively.

Since I came to Earth, I have met with kings of Hell, such as Satan, Belfegor, and Marmon, but compared to the heavens, they feel insignificant.

He was the apex of all the mines, the god.

'No matter how much the Demon King flies.'

How dare you compare to a thousand horses?

He didn't just use the abstinence spell to escape beyond the dimension.

On the annals continent, he came here because he realized that he could never be the ruler.

'Someday.'

His eyes were filled with madness.

It was now time to follow Satan's words because he could not overcome the limits of man, but he had a desire to one day kill them all and stand at the apex.

In order to do so, this war must have won.

[Degree, we have to run.]

"What?"

The bloodhound laughed like it was absurd.

What the hell did the Demon King react to?

[I will go back....]

Kwaek!!

Belfegor's rotating shoulders are caught in a sudden stretch of darkness.

Kung!

The darkness put Belfegor's body back in the chair.

Beyond the rumbling darkness.

A person walks out wearing a red demon mask, wrapped in darkness like a tent.

[Sit down, Belpegor.]

[Ah, Tan...!]

Belfegor glances at the creature in a red demon mask with eagle-eyed eyes.

[What happened?! The Demon King is alive! What the hell are you talking about!!]

I shouted desperately.

Satan adds strength to Belfegor's shoulders.

Kugu Bow!!

The whole huge mountain was shaken.

[Argh!]

The terrifying Magi Belpegor moaned.

Satan spoke with a complex gaze.

[I don't know.]

[What...?]

[I don't know how the Demon King survived.]

I replied like a chew.

Resurrection of the Demon King.

Since arriving on Earth in the first place, the variables have not been taken into account in the long planning made by discovering the 'source of the devil'.

Absolutely.

Ripped into a wall of dimensions.

Using the power of the Hellfire, it was possible to penetrate the hole and safely cross the dimensional wall, but it caused Amon to collide head-on with the 'providence of the universe' that manages the dimension on purpose.

Even God could not survive there.

By the way, the Demon King survived.

he/she/it had not died off

[…….]

Silence flowed.

Belfegor asked in a low voice.

[What are you going to do now?]

[Fight.]

I replied without hesitation.

Kung. Belfegor kicked the chair again and got up.

[Fight? Are you insane, Satan?!]

[What other way is there?]

Satan glances at Belfegor with cold, frozen eyes.

There is no compromise with the Demon King.

It was a battle of the last thousand years that I desperately realized.

He's literally dead.

Crazy.

[Wow, whether you join our plan...]

[He thinks of us as prey. You know that, don't you? What happened to all seven Dukes.]

[Still, he doesn't reveal his teeth to those who become Suu Kyi!]

[So, you're going to be Sue?]

Satan opened his eyes thinly.

Entering into the hands of the Demon King.

As much as that, it was never acceptable.

No matter how scared he was, they were Grand Dukes.

With the blood of the ruler flowing from birth, they cannot even imagine the notion of 'going down someone's path' in the first place.

[Chuckles]]

[Screw him. You must kill him before the Demon can recover his power.]

[Grow your strength?]

[I did some research on him.]

Satan spoke in a low voice.

[It looks like he arrived on Earth about two years ago, unlike us.]

[2 years.]

Belfegor's eyes shine sharply.

The look in your eyes that you can expect Satan to say something.

[He was hiding his identity among humans and nurturing his strength.]

[Meaning yes….]

[Yes.]

Satan nodded.

[He also lost his power after splitting into dimensional walls.]

[…….]

Belfegor firmly shut up.

The bloodhound who was listening to the conversation got involved.

"But didn't angels get involved in this war?"

[Raphael...]]

The darkness that wrapped Satan's body ran out.

The work of the Demon King has made it impossible to avoid all-out war with angels.

If it was as originally planned, it would only have been confronted after decades at least.

[I have something in mind.]

A way to kill the Demon King while dealing with Raphael.

It was impossible before, but there was one possible way now.

Satan looked down at the demons and demons who were burning.

[By the way, where is Calcia?]

"I don't know. He said he won't be able to reach me since he went somewhere to investigate the Devil of Prophecy."

[Again, this time.]

Satan shakes his head as if it were offensive.

[Well... Is this it for now?]

Calgia can't play a big part in direct combat anyway.

It is summoning and dark magic that he exerts his power.

If it was similar to Amon, it could be said to be similar.

[Satan... Can you really kill the Demon King?]

[If as planned.]

Satan said decisively.

[And if you succeed in killing him....]

[…….]

Belfegor firmly shut up.

Gulp. The saliva swallowed up.

It was easy to anticipate what Satan was saying.

[You can get Mahjong.]

[Yes.]

Belfegor's eyes were filled with greed.

A reward sweet enough to erase his pregnancy.

[Okay, tell me that's the plan.]

Belpegor sat back in the chair.

The greedy eyes twinkled.

Two years.

It's a short time.

Not too long for a human who doesn't live eternal life.

'Possible.'

I thought there was enough possibility.

'It's only been two years.'

Close to Charlena.

'No matter how monstrous it is.'

Oh, you must have regained your strength in two years.