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In response to Diablo's whisper, Mamos looked towards YuWon.
It was a look that said, "What is he talking about?"
YuWon ignored the look and answered Diablo's question.
"I have it."
Ssik-.
The corners of Diablo's mouth twisted.
Turning around again, Diablo approached a long table in the center of the palace.
"Whoah-."
Pap-.
Mamos slumped in his seat.
His heart was pounding in his chest, about to burst.
"Big brother, do you know Diablo?"
"To be honest, I don't."
"If that's the case, what the hell does the horn mean?"
"Oh..."
YuWon reached into his inventory.
Suddenly, a horn emerged from the tip of his fingers.
"This."
"It can't be, this is..."
Mamos turned his head to look at Diablo, who was sitting with his feet propped up on one side of the table.
The tips of the horns on his head were hollow.
It was obvious that they had been cut off, even if it was just a tiny and imperceptible piece.
"Are these Diablo's horns?"
"Maybe."
"What if you boil it and eat it..."
Boiling it and eating it.
He knew that some people sometimes ate the horns of stronger Demons to enhance their abilities, but YuWon had never considered using them in that way.
"You won't get much from such a small horn."
Despite its apparent size, horns of this size were just the tip of the iceberg compared to Diablo's main body.
Instead of feeding on them to increase his strength, it would be better to use Diablo's horns for his other abilities.
[Diablo's Horn]
#A fragment of the horn of the Demon King Diablo. A symbol that Diablo gives to those he acknowledges.
#You can gain favor from Diablo and the Demons.
Demon King Diablo.
Being recognized by him and receiving his horn was enough to win the favor of other Demons.
And not just any Demon, but also the Demon Kings.
Diablo enjoyed such high regard among Demons that it was said that if there really were a 'King', it would be Diablo. (Note: I know that all demon kings have the title of king in their name, but here King refers to a king of kings, as in religion)
Indeed, Diablo's ranking was overwhelming.
"It seems we're all here."
Finally, Belial, the master of the palace, sat down, and all the seats prepared for the Demon Kings were filled.
Ten seats.
YuWon looked at the seats and opened his mouth.
"For now, let's just observe."
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"I smell a human."
When all the seats were filled, Behemoth spoke.
Behemoth lifted his head and looked at YuWon.
"Is that human the one who gathered us all?"
Behemoth.
A high-ranking individual with the largest size among the Demon Kings.
His body was the size of an island. It was said to be the largest creature in the Tower, and the power radiating from him was enough to destroy a city with a mere step.
"All because of that creature?"
"Kim YuWon. I've heard that name."
"Still, isn't it too much? For all of us to come because of him."
The reactions were stunned.
Diablo remained silent, still reclining in his chair with his feet on the table.
But...
Belial, looking at the Demon Kings, had a different reaction.
"As always, you have no filter when you speak."
Belial's eyes pierced through the Demon Kings.
"If you truly thought that, you wouldn't have come here. Isn't that right?"
"That bastard's tongue again."
"I feel dirty just talking to him."
"And ironically, he is the best at lying."
Growl after growl erupted.
As the complaints continued, tendons bulged from Belial's forehead.
"Yes, yes, yes. I don't want to waste time here either. So let's finish this and go home."
The Demon Kings didn't get along well with each other.
That was also the reason why they didn't unite and join forces.
But they still had to gather for something like this.
This meeting was about the future of their Demon Kings Guild.
"You said you were going to join Muspelheim? Are you really going to backtrack on your decision because of that brat?"
"If it was confirmed through the question and answer method, you can't simply see it as a lie."
"Based on what?"
"It hasn't been confirmed yet."
"Then let's start by investigating that. If we dissect it piece by piece..."
"If that information turns out to be true, he could become an ally soon. Are you in your right mind?"
There was a brief exchange.
And in the end, as always, the eyes focused on Diablo.
Diablo, who hadn't said a word all this time.
He still had a crooked corner of his mouth, a bewildered expression on his face.
"What are you thinking, Diablo?"
The Demon Kings appeared horizontal on the outside, but it wasn't actually the case.
All eyes turned towards Diablo.
Because he hadn't spoken a word in the first place, and the direction of the meeting hadn't been decided.
The group was destined to stumble greatly according to the leader's will.
Then, Diablo, with a wide grin, spoke.
"I..."
Swish-.
Diablo's head tilted back, and his eyes locked with YuWon's on the second floor.
"I want to fight that guy."
Upon hearing those words, the gazes of the Demon Kings turned towards YuWon.
Fight against him...
The words were spoken by Diablo, no one else.
Diablo was willing to fight.
For what reason?
While everyone was astonished, Belial asked with an ambiguous face.
"When you say you want to fight that guy, do you mean literally fight him alone, or do you want to fight alongside him?"
Belial's eyes fixed on Diablo's expression, his tone, his shift in emotion, more than the words he spoke.
There was so much in his expression.
Curiosity, delight, speculation, and anger.
He was exactly the antithesis of YuWon.
YuWon was like someone with a thick mask that he never took off. It was hard to tell if he was sincere or not.
Diablo, on the other hand, showed a lot.
He could see all kinds of emotions in him, so it was also hard to know what he was really thinking.
Diablo looked back at Belial.
Then, slowly, he opened his mouth.
"Both."
"Both?"
"I want to fight against him, and I want to fight alongside him."
The corners of his lips moved downward.
"However, the only downside is that we'll have to be on the same battlefield as that repugnant guy, Metatron..." (Note: That is, fighting together as a team)
A name that made him sick just thinking about it.
Metatron.
Diablo brushed his fingers against the armrest of the chair.
"Well, we'll punch him in the face when we meet him. If not, we can always have a Great Celestial Demon War later."
Anyway, even if it wasn't Ragnarok, the Great Celestial Demon War was inevitable.
Diablo raised his hand in anticipation.
"Let's vote. I vote for Asgard."
At those words, one by one, the Demon Kings looked at each other.
And then...
One by one, the Demon Kings began to raise their hands.
"I vote..."
"I do too..."
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YuWon observed the meeting of the Demon Kings from above.
One vote.
In a way, it may seem the fairest and simplest.
Whoever has more votes wins, that's the rule.
However, when it's publicly revealed who voted for or against, the rules are never that simple.
After all, the flow was created by the strongest.
And in this case, the flow centered around Diablo.
"It's not that I didn't expect it, but this is quite good."
As expected...
"Asgard."
"Asgard."
"I also vote for Asgard."
"I vote for Muspelheim. Fighting on the same side as Heaven, how ridiculous."
"I vote for Asgard. We should fight on the side of probability."
The vote was unanimous.
Eight to two.
All the Demon Kings except Behemoth and Pluton followed Diablo and raised their hands for Asgard.
"A complete change from last time."
The Demon Kings have decided to side with Asgard.
YuWon, who didn't expect the decision to be so easy, was left speechless.
Thud-.
"Are we done talking already?"
Diablo quickly stood up from his seat.
And before he could hear an answer.
"Hey."
Diablo tilted his head to look at YuWon.
"Follow me."
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A fishy smell mixed with the wind blowing through Muspelheim.
A fishy smell different from that of the sea.
It was the smell of blood.
Zurück-.
Thick blood flowed like a river and a sea.
Above the sticky blood, the footprints of giants were stamped.
Kujik-.
"For such a small subject like an ant, you're quite tough."
A glimmer of light shone in the eyes of the giant, who was stomping hard on the ground.
He was determined to crush him like an ant.
But what came to his mind was what happened next.
"I am not small..."
The little hand that held the giant's foot surrounded it.
"You are the great ones."
Boom-.
Boom-.
The giant's body was lifted and sent flying. The giant's body that OhGong swung became a giant weapon and attacked the other giants.
Boom!
The giants collapsed.
Son OhGong laughed as he watched them.
Kuk~
Then, OhGong's body trembled.
His vision became blurry, and as if his body was failing, his vision began to fail him.
"Oh, no..."
Thud.
Slapping his wobbly legs with the palm of his hand, OhGong straightened up.
Exhaling heavily, he looked up and saw the sun setting.
It was the eleventh day.
"I'm still weakened. Even with this body..."
Only the eleventh day.
And he was already getting tired.
He didn't have much strength left to fight. He wasn't sure how much longer he could go on like this.
Tap-.
OhGong began walking again.
The giants kept coming, no matter how many he killed. The big guys were like a swarm of ants.
For the first time, OhGong realized the power of Muspelheim.
The strength of hundreds of millions of giants.
Furthermore, the giants of Muspelheim were endowed with demonic powers from birth and beyond.
This explained why Odin lost in Ragnarok.
The power of Muspelheim had already surpassed Asgard.
Kak~.
These countless giant demons...
Unlike Asgard, which fought for peace, Muspelheim had been preparing for war for a long time.
'I can't win this.'
He didn't even know if he would survive, let alone win.
A feeling of defeat engulfed him.
That's why Son OhGong had to make a joke like this.
"Maybe I'll take the title of Giant Slayer after all."
And so, once again, OhGong lifted his Ru Yi Bang heavier than usual.
-You still have a long way to go.
A voice cut through the air from far away.
Guu-.
A heavy and authoritative voice.
OhGong turned his head, and right there he could see the bodies of the giants flying into the sky.
Tak, tak, tak!
A path appeared amidst the dense forest of giants.
Duk-!
On that path, a person walked.
A man who could have been a small giant.
Eerily developed muscles and an overwhelming sense of power that made even the giants seem small.
"Oh..."
Ssik-.
"An old friend has come, huh."
Seeing him, OhGong relaxed and almost collapsed in his place.
"I came as a favor."
A comrade who, despite being opposites, had his back when they fought together.
The man who made his way through the giants approached OhGong.
"My name is Hercules."
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