In the world of Moe King, I became the ruler of ice.

Dagurulu spoke with a strong tone, and the meaning of his words clearly reached Gransta's ears.

Gransta glanced at him in surprise, not expecting that the Demon King, Earth's Wrath, would step forward.

Daguru was nearly several meters tall, exuding a heavy aura of magic. His gloomy eyes and stern face made the atmosphere of the entire space oppressive.

Rimuru immediately leaned close to Gransta's ear and whispered:

"Granstad, explain yourself! You didn't kill Frey and Carrion at all. Release them. I can't stand seeing Clayman's smug look on his face."

Granstas sighed, not responding to Rimuru's reminder for a moment.

He had actually considered releasing Frey and the others from the "Eternal Frozen Realm," but he couldn't do it now.

For some reason, the "Eternal Frozen Realm" seems to have changed, and even he, who has the highest level of access, cannot open it.

Could it be that Frey and Carrion got into trouble inside?

Even if Gransta wanted to explain, he remained silent.

He's here to be the bad guy at the Demon King's banquet, so he might as well go all the way.

Then, Gransta slowly stood up, looked at Dagurulu, the Wrath of the Earth, and said calmly:

"Explanation? The person was killed, what am I supposed to explain?"

Rimuru's expression froze. This guy wasn't playing by the rules; this wasn't how the script was written.

The demon kings around them wore amused expressions, constantly looking the two of them up and down.

Even the Crimson Primordial, seated at the head of the table, rested her chin on her hand and watched the two sides with great interest.

"Very good, very good." Dagurulu was truly furious; he hadn't expected this year's newcomers to be so arrogant.

He became curious about Gransta's strength.

"It seems that you, possessing the power of the Demon King, have become tyrannical. Since you cannot control your killing intent, I can help you."

Without wasting words, Dagururu unleashed his demonic aura, exerting full pressure on Gransta, his gaze focused and scrutinizing.

Rimuru immediately stood up upon seeing this, but Gransta pressed him down with a gesture.

"Gransta, you..."

Seeing that the two sides were actually fighting, the Crimson One also wanted to see how powerful this new Demon King was, so he pretended not to see it and watched quietly.

Faced with Dagurulu's imposing aura, Gransta showed no weakness and unleashed his Demon King's aura.

The two sides' auras collided instantly, and the demon kings present only had their hair sway a few times as if they felt nothing.

"Hmm," Kreman suddenly took a few steps back, looking somewhat disheveled.

His smug expression immediately turned extremely ugly, and he cursed inwardly.

"That guy did it on purpose! He definitely did it on purpose!!"

Granstad glanced at the grim-faced Kreman before looking away, as if watching a clown perform on stage.

"Clayman, what's wrong with you? You can't even stand up straight?" A kind-hearted demon king asked.

Klayman stepped back a few paces, calmly straightened his white suit, and replied:

"I never imagined that the legendary wrath of the earth was so terrifying, especially when it gets angry."

The other demon lords nodded in agreement, their attention focused more on the new demon lord and Dagururu.

"This is the first time we've ever seen this big lump get angry. It's usually so sullen and boring."

at this time,

A slightly lazy voice rang out, its tone tinged with helplessness.

"You guys are so noisy, can't you just let me watch the show in peace?"

The other demon lords were stunned and turned to look at the Primordial Red on one side of the round table.

"If you keep talking, I'm really afraid they'll stop fighting."

A playful smile appeared on the lips of the Primal Red Qi Yi. After speaking, she raised her hand, and a mysterious dark red energy gathered in her palm before lowering it.

The surrounding space began to change, and the space where Gransta and Dagurulu were located was further isolated.

"Lord Gransta, the space has been redefined. It seems to have been subject to a rule that can only be lifted when a victor emerges from both sides."

Gransta heard Ether's reminder in his mind: the Primal Red had also intervened.

He turned back and gave a meaningful look to the Primordial Red sitting lazily in its seat, then looked at Dagururu with a hint of relief in his eyes.

Clearly, this was a battlefield prepared by the Primal Red specifically for the two of them to fight. The purpose was to watch the show, but it was more of a test and a way to target them.

Just as the two found themselves on the battlefield specially prepared by the Primal Red, several voices of discontent arose.

"Hey, Guy, you've gone too far! You let them fight in the space you created, why can't we see it?"

"You won't show us? What do you mean?"

The Fallen King Dino complained, "We finally had a show to watch, but someone is so selfish as to create an isolation space."

He had no desire to continue sleeping on the table; his dead fish eyes were full of resentment.

"snort!"

"Exactly, Qi Yi, what are you doing? You're the only one watching the show, how can you be so selfish?"

The fighting hasn't even started inside yet, but it's almost started outside.

Kreman watched the situation unfold in a daze, unable to get a word in edgewise. He was secretly hoping that the elven demon king would be killed by the Wrath of the Earth.

"Heh, what's wrong? You're not convinced?"

The Primal Red grinned, clenched its fist, and added:

"You can watch it, but you'll need a ticket."

The demon kings were stunned. What did that mean?

Do I have to give him a ticket if I want to see a play?

Everyone present was speechless, even Rimuru was surprised, and everyone's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

That's fucking shameless.

"Oh, by the way, Milim and Ramiris don't need tickets; they have permission to see them."

The original red was neither salty nor bland, and then came another comment.

Tsk tsk... They're even discriminating against each other.

All the demon kings were itching to fight, after all, the thought of a battle between two awakened demon kings was thrilling.

They looked at the smirking Primal Red and were furious. They had come to a meeting and were being extorted.

If it weren't for... being unable to beat them,

otherwise.....

"Oh, they're fighting."

At this moment, Ramiris cried out excitedly, her eyes shining.

Finally, the maid standing behind the puppet vampire demon king completely dropped her pretense, walked towards the Primal Red, and threw a red orb of light at it.

"Is this enough for one 'ticket'?"

Night Demon Queen Luminas was quite curious about Gransta's strength, but she didn't expect the Primal Red to be so shameless.

The Primal Red hadn't expected to actually receive a 'ticket' from them. He glanced at what he was holding, then looked at Luminas, who had her arms crossed, and smiled:

"That's enough, that's enough. Here's your development access and a good perspective."

Luminas gave a "that's more like it" look and went back.

Seeing that Luminas had already paid her "ticket," Rimuru also stepped forward and handed over a large ball of light.

"That's enough." The Crimson Primordial smiled and accepted the gift, immediately making arrangements.

He originally just had a perverse sense of humor, but he didn't expect that collecting "tickets" would feel so surprisingly enjoyable.

"Does anyone else want to watch?"

The other demon kings: "........."

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