Chapter 603 – Outbreak (2) #Part2
The Demonic World.
Consciousness of the Ten Thrones.
Beneath a dark veil.
The Sixth Throne Demon King, Valefor, appealed.
“Isn’t that why I begged you to reverse the decision that freed Amon from his bonds... and that you attended the Consciousness of the Ten Thrones to instigate us and achieve your desired outcome!”
Evil Eye of the Ten Thrones had been showing the situation on the Arcana Continent in real time.
Thanks to it, I was able to understand.
The composition of the Holy War Alliance was more than adequate against Amon.
Valefor spoke with conviction.
“They are no longer ordinary humans. Some have already entered the same realm as us, and not only that. They have a wisdom that comes from experience that cannot be easily gained. If it were us, we could neutralize even their schemes. We could have capitalized on their experience, which is shallow compared to our own. But this is Amon. Amon is blinded by violence......!!!”
No one interrupted Valefor.
“It means that we must admit our mistake and make amends even now. Will you understand the reason why he liberated Amon if I tell you from my own mouth? He used Amon as a sacrifice for their growth! He sacrificed the Ten Thrones!”
Then a voice rang out.
“Do not raise your voice, Valefor.”
“..!”
“We have been deceived by him!”
The voice was shrouded in a veil.
But as I said, I could guess the identity by the tone of voice.
There can be only one owner of the voice who has not lost his cool under these circumstances.
“I am in agony right now.”
Agares, the Demon King of the Second Throne.
“I apologize if I have disturbed you, Lord Agares.”
Bael the Fool.
What was there to be gained by tearing Amon apart at this moment, and why destroy Behemoth’s maw, the only passage to the Arcana continent?
‘I doesn’t understand.’
No matter how much he tries to think.
Bael’s will was beyond his grasp.
But.
Agares’ eyes were still glowing red.
As stated, he was the actual ruler of the Demon World.
He possessed more malice than any of the Ten.
Agares looked at the Thrones, who still blocked his senses.
They did not know what fate had befallen Amon.
Perhaps we could use that to our advantage?
A cunning malice began to stir within Agares.
‘They are different, and that is why they are the Ten Thrones.’
If so, then the negative emotions they emit must also be different.
Yes, Agares was planning to instill negative emotions in the fellow deacons.
The idea was to instill a ‘manipulated fear’ that only those who knew the truth could be freed from.
“Look.”
Some would ask if such a thing was possible.
Only Bael can be thought of as capable of tearing Amon apart in an instant. If we were to tell the story as it is, the negative emotion would be directed at Bael.
However, it was only a matter of cleverly changing the target. If you sell the name of ‘him’ who, like Bael, has the power to tear Amon to pieces, but cannot absorb negative emotions because he is not a demon.
Negative emotions with nowhere to go, why not turn to me, Agares?
“My close friend, Amon, has been mercilessly hunted.”
Agares smiled from beneath his veil.
“By the Tenth Throne, Grandfell Claudi Arpheus Romeo.”