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

Calion's hair stood on end, and his hunched back resembled a lion poised to pounce.

tread--

Their ears twitched slightly as they heard footsteps approaching from one direction.

Gransta's brow had never relaxed as he traveled here. Why were there so few monsters born from his magic essence?

The rate of death was far lower than the rate of birth, and it was almost becoming a lifeless, desolate world.

It wasn't like this before he left; there were hundreds of types of monsters, forming a complete food chain.

He planned to transform this place into a space similar to an underground labyrinth.

Gransta stared at the devastation of the world, his expression growing increasingly grim, and the surrounding temperature fluctuated with his emotions.

When he finally saw the two women in question, he couldn't help but find it amusing to see their horrified expressions.

"you....."

Gulansta had barely uttered two words when he was interrupted by a sound of surprise.

"Gransta? Who is that?"

Carrion looked on in disbelief. Gransta's aura was simply too strong, even exuding a bone-chilling coldness.

"Of course it's me...who else could it be?"

Gransta shrugged.

Since he awakened as a demon king, his appearance and aura have indeed changed, but not to the point that he is unrecognizable.

After confirming there was no danger, Carrion exchanged a glance with Frey and walked over together.

"Gransta...you've already taken that step?"

Frey stared at Gransta, and with her intelligence, only this possibility could explain the changes that had occurred in the other person.

"Well, it was just luck." Gransta nodded, acknowledging it.

Frey covered her red lips in surprise. How long has it been since she reached that level?

The other party's talent is even higher than hers and Carrion's. You should know that they are hailed as the most promising demon lords to reach that level in hundreds of years.

"Haha, that's amazing!"

Carrion didn't think that far ahead; all he knew was that the other party had become stronger again.

He made a silent resolution in his heart that he couldn't fall too far behind.

Gransta didn't delve into this topic; if he were to say that Rimuru was just like him, wouldn't that be too much of a blow to them?

At this time,

Gransta then noticed the changes in them; there seemed to be some familiar auras... somewhat like... his magic essence!

Is it just an illusion?

Not too possible!

"Ether, help me analyze the changes in them."

"Yes."

Carrion and Frey noticed a glint of icy light flash in Gransta's eyes, and then they felt as if they had been seen through.

They were like two naked people, completely exposed before each other, with no secrets whatsoever.

"Target: Freyja, the Demon Lord; Carrion, the Demon Lord."

"parse successful!"

"........."

After hearing Ether's explanation, Gransta's expression turned completely strange, and his gaze towards the two became increasingly chilling.

Noticing the change in Gransta's expression, the two looked somewhat surprised and hesitant, and asked tentatively:

"Gransta... what's this?"

"Are you aware of the changes in you?"

"Of course I know. Look how much stronger I've become, especially in terms of magic element."

Carrion proudly flexed his muscles, saying, "I feel that if I were to undergo another transformation, my life level could reach the edge of awakening."

The astute Frey clearly sensed the hidden meaning in Granstad's words and asked:

"Gransta, you must have come from the outside world, right?"

"We should know about the changes happening to us, and why the monsters here are feeding back our magic essence."

"Oh right, I almost forgot to ask." Carrion slapped his forehead, realizing he had almost forgotten something important.

He was simply perfect for this icy world, with its endless stream of monsters to slay.

Gulansta shook his head and smiled wryly. What do you mean he came from the outside world?

This is his internal space, okay?

However, Ether defined this space as a crystal ball and gave it to Cher as a toy.

Gulansta smiled and pointed to his feet.

"This...is my space!"

"What??"

"The magic essence in your bodies comes from my overflowing magic essence, and those ice-type monsters are also raised here by me."

Carrion's face immediately turned red; so all this time they had been in Gransta's palm all along.

Frey glanced at Gransta, then seemed a little reluctant to speak.

"Why are you here? Don't you remember?"

When Gransta asked again, he didn't seem to care about the small amount of magic energy.

"It's a bit blurry... I don't know the specifics."

"Alright," Gransta said, rubbing his forehead in exasperation.

"I don't know if this is good or bad for you, but I still have to make it clear to you."

"Do you think this power... can be obtained easily without paying a price?"

"You know, there are no free gifts in this world."

Carrion and Frey cast curious glances at them, feeling slightly nervous.

Based on Ether's analysis, Gransta had a general understanding of the situation of the two people in front of him.

"You absorbed the crystals of these ice-type monsters, and the magic essence of those crystals... comes from me!"

Frey's pupils dilated, and even if Carrion was stupid, he vaguely guessed what was going on.

After observing their reactions, Gulansta shook his head and continued:

"In other words... I can take back the power you absorbed at any time."

"What?!"

Carrion was stunned, and Frey was dumbfounded.

"By absorbing the magic essence from me, you should be able to learn some ice-type skills and also inherit some of my special skills."

"It's a mixed bag."

Gulansta, with his reasoned and well-founded analysis, added the following sentence:

"This is similar to the blessing of naming, but also different; it's a unique type of monster in the lineage."

"It means...it means...I...you..." Carrion's voice trembled, and he couldn't finish the sentence.

"Yes." Gransta directly confirmed their thoughts.

He almost laughed. He hadn't originally planned to take these two demon kings in, but unexpectedly, they had directly become members of his demon lineage without even going through the naming ceremony.

The two paused for a long time before finally sighing, as if resigning themselves to their fate.

Carrion thought for a moment, then clasped his hands in a fist and asked, "By the way, Gransta."

"How are my little ones? Have they caused you any trouble?"

Granstad shook his head. "No, they're still in Tempest, and their lives aren't safe."

Carrion punched Gransta's shoulder hard and chuckled:

"I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Gransta didn't care. Tempest and the Orc Kingdom already had a cooperative relationship, and Rimuru would definitely help the Orc Kingdom rebuild its country after this matter was over.

After a brief chat, we got back to the main topic.

"Clayman...that despicable guy!"

Carrion's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, as if he wanted to tear Clayman to pieces with his own hands.

Gulansta laughed and said:

"What a coincidence, you just happen to have an opportunity for revenge?"