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

Fordman and his companion knew, of course, that the red-haired demon was heading their way.

The two exchanged a glance, realizing they no longer wanted to play with Krut and his group.

The mission is almost a failure; it would be best to leave now.

"You guys are really lucky."

Tia covered her mouth and chuckled, kicking Gavilu away, sending him crashing into several large trees and breaking them.

bang——

Gavilu coughed up blood and looked at Tia with trembling hands.

shame!!

This was the first time he had felt such a significant difference since the adults had given him his name.

That was a complete rout!!

He was completely powerless to fight back. You have to remember that he was once a man who could withstand a punch from the Destroyer Queen Milim.

Fordman didn't want to play along with the pig-headed man in front of him, so he immediately distanced himself and stood with Tia.

Krut's giant axe fell to the ground, his bloodshot eyes bulging as he gasped for breath, clearly on the verge of exhaustion.

But his opponent didn't have a single injury, clearly indicating that he hadn't used his true skills.

Krut thought to himself:

"If you're not mistaken, sir, these clowns are anything but simple."

He had intended to sacrifice himself to allow Gavilu to escape when he was about to give up and completely liberate the [Hungry Ones].

Judging from the current situation, it seems that this is no longer necessary.

Fordman glanced in the direction Red Maru had come from, then turned back and smiled at them:

"My lovely monsters... I hope you won't be so frail next time we meet..."

"Hahaha....."

A dark shadow appeared beneath their feet, and their figures gradually disappeared into the ground.

A few seconds later,

Benimaru arrived just in time, surveyed the battlefield, and understood the general situation.

Finally, Krut collapsed to the ground, his body covered in sweat, clearly indicating severe exhaustion.

Benimaru walked over, pulled out a few recovery potions from his person, and handed them over. "Krut, are you alright?"

Krut shook his head, took the potion, gulped it down, and after a while, said:

"I'm fine, go check on Gavilu."

Benimaru found Gavil under several broken trees, but he was already unconscious.

They poured some medicine on his body and then poured some into his mouth.

Gabiru then woke up, and upon seeing Benimaru, his face fell. He whispered:

"Benimaru, I've disappointed you. I didn't do anything. I... I'm too weak."

Benimaru patted Gavil on the shoulder. "You've done a great job. It's good that everyone's alright."

Krut had almost recovered his strength and staggered over.

"Benimaru, should we continue the pursuit?"

"Wouldn't letting them leave pose too great a threat to Tempest?"

He knew the clowns' strength all too well. With Benimaru still around, the three of them together still had a chance to kill them.

Benimaru shook his head and said, "They've forgotten what Lord Gransta said."

Krut suddenly realized.

He almost forgot his parents' instructions.

Red Maru gazed in the direction where the demon kings had gathered and murmured softly:

"It's not the right time to take action against them now. Lord Gransta will take care of everything."

Benimaru turned around and looked at the two of them.

"Let's go... There are still many things to take care of here. We hope that when you return, we will be able to satisfy you."

"Um."

.......

The scene changes,

Demon King's Banquet—

"Bang."

Milim gently left a corner on the table with her hand, and the slightly off-target scene was brought back by 'violence'.

The entire room fell silent.

Klayman smiled!

He stopped pretending and laid his cards on the table!

With the Destruction King Milim in his possession, he is one of the strongest Demon Lords present.

Kreman calmly straightened his collar, looked up at Gransta, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our true purpose is trial!"

"Jud evil, and bring justice to the dead Carrion and Frey!"

Kreman took a few steps forward, stood opposite Gransta, raised his head and looked down, and said:

"This man must die today!"

After saying those words, Kreman felt incredibly relieved, releasing all the pent-up frustration he had just felt.

Announcing to the public...that a demon king is dead!

How does it feel?

That's awesome...that's so damn awesome! That's exactly the feeling of exhilaration I've been looking for.

The Demon King fell even more silent.

You look at me, I look at you.

They didn't respond to what Kreman was saying.

Gransta, the newly crowned Demon Lord, has clearly awakened.

The battle with Gulustan just now showed that this newly crowned Demon King is incredibly powerful.

They wouldn't create an enemy at the level of an awakened demon lord for no reason, especially since their relationship with Carrion and the others doesn't seem to be that good.

Kreman looked around and frowned.

What happened?

Why is everyone sitting here so quiet, and another one sleeping on the table?

"Can't you please respect the occasion?"

Kreman silently complained to himself.

at this time,

"Clayman...you've gone too far."

Rimuru was the first to stand up, clenching his fists and placing them on the table, coldly staring at Clayman.

A hint of disdain flashed in Kreman's eyes as he said calmly:

"You lowly slime monster, you have no right to speak here..."

"Slap—slap—"

A round of applause interrupted Kreman, and Gulansta stood up, stopping what he was doing.

The demon kings' lips curled into a knowing smile as they watched quietly as things unfolded.

Gransta spread his hands and said with a playful expression:

"Clayman, are you implying you want to have a demon king duel with me to liven things up for everyone?"

A duel? Fight this monster?

Kreman's lips twitched. He was still a little intimidated by Gransta's combat power, after all, he was a ruthless person who could go toe-to-toe with the Wrath of the Earth and kill two demon kings.

He knew he wasn't much stronger than Carrion and Freyja, so if he were to fight Granstas, he'd be guaranteed to die!

"A duel? Haha, sure."

Rimuru laughed. He could tell that Clayman's combat strength wasn't very high, otherwise he wouldn't have used such methods to put pressure on them.

The Primal Red Qi remained seated, making no attempt to stop the actions below.

Clearly... this is an implicit acceptance of the duel.

Klayman was stunned.

His goal was for the Demon King to arbitrate between the two, not for him to personally intervene!

But the other demon kings remained unmoved, acting as if it were none of their business.

Kreman admitted that he had lost his temper just now. If he hadn't been so angry, he was confident that he could put the two people opposite him against all the demon kings.

But now.....

Kreman gritted his teeth and said, "Fine...but..."

"Milim will participate in our duel..."

hiss--

The other demon kings were surprised, but also even more excited.

Wouldn't it be even more interesting if Milim joined the duel?

Hearing Kreeman's signal, Milim walked up to Gransta.

......