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

Gransta briefly explained the situation outside and mentioned that he almost killed Kreman, but was stopped by the White Ice Dragon.

"The Demon King's Banquet... That guy Clayman is really ambitious."

Frey already had a general idea of ​​what Clayman was planning, but she never thought highly of him.

"His ambitions don't stop there."

"Oh, what's his plan? You know all about it."

Gulansta had anticipated this, saying, "He probably wants to use war—a war that could drag several countries into it—to harvest enough souls."

"He wants to ascend to the rank of Awakened Demon King!"

Carion suddenly realized, and then thought of his destroyed country, how many orcs were homeless and died without knowing why.

"That damned guy... damn it!"

"I see." Frey understood now. "No wonder he dared to control Milim and became so confident."

Souls are one of the conditions for advancing to the level of an awakened Demon King, and the required quantity is enormous, often amounting to the destruction of one or more countries.

The awakening of a demon king often signifies the destruction of something else, like the Primal Crimson and the Witch of Destruction...

If it weren't for the Crimson Primordial's formidable strength securing her position as the strongest Demon Lord, this world would be in unimaginable chaos.

Human kingdoms have probably been completely devoured long ago, even with the protection of heroes.

Gransta also exploited a loophole in his racial talent, using elven power to replace soul power; otherwise, given his potential, he might have actually planned to destroy several countries.

But he also took on the responsibilities of the Elf King and Duke Salion.

Currently, he holds the highest rank among the elves, while Ramiris is the Fairy Queen.

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Demon King's Banquet

Gulansta opened his eyes, a wicked smile curving his lips.

"With Frey and the other two joining us, it seems the plan needs to be changed."

As if sensing something, the Primal Red looked towards Gransta's location, her brows furrowed in confusion, and asked:

"Veldosha, can you sense a malice? Do you feel that something bad is about to happen?"

"Oh, really?"

Verdosa glanced at Gransta but didn't notice anything unusual.

"Hmm...maybe it's just my imagination." Primordial Red rubbed her temples. "So much has happened lately, I don't know if it's good or bad for humanity."

"I promised him... I would protect this world."

Verdosa rolled her eyes at the man in front of her. She wasn't interested in their agreement, but she also felt a responsibility to protect this world.

Just as Gransta was contemplating changing his plans, Rimuru launched an attack on Clayman.

Rimuru drew his longsword, which was stained with black flames and crackling with lightning, and flashed in front of Clayman, shouting:

"Black Thunder Cutter!"

This sheathed longsword was specially forged for Rimuru by Kurobei and Master Kaijin. Its overall length is perfect for Rimuru, and even the handle has been specially designed for aesthetics and comfort.

This weapon has no other special features; its only advantage is its toughness and durability!

Even if Rimuru uses all his magic power, it won't damage the material of this sword. On the contrary, the more magic power he pours in, the harder and sharper the sword becomes.

Clayman produced threads in his hand, attempting to entangle Rimuru's weapon, but he realized he was wrong.

The control threads crackled and popped as soon as they touched the black flames, and the blade vibrated at a specific frequency, making it impossible to make contact.

"Snap—"

The thread snapped, and Kreman instinctively dodged to the side, a dark figure slowly approaching from the corner of his eye.

"Sizzle—"

A strand of white hair slid down along with crimson liquid, the warm touch flowing over his face. Kreman reached out and looked down, only to be met with a shocking sight of red.

Fast! Too fast!

If he hadn't dodged, that knife would have been aimed at his neck. If he had been a little slower, he would have lost at least one eye.

A feeling of suffocation and frustration welled up inside him. He had been the Demon King for so many years, but this was the first time he had bled and felt pain.

Kreman, who considered himself wise, suffered blow after blow, and his elegant and composed demeanor completely disappeared, turning into a ferocious and terrifying figure.

"It's all your fault...it's all your fault, why...why?!"

"ah!!!"

In the instant of his two deaths, Kreman actually sensed a glimmer of opportunity, a hint of transformation.

"Hahahaha—"

"Hmm? Something's not right. Is he about to awaken?"

"Really?"

Milim, who was having a great time playing with Veldora, instinctively spoke up, but immediately realized her mistake, turned her head back, and obediently shut her mouth.

"Tch~" Veldora curled her lip, "Even more playful than me, you're such a child who never grows up."

"Tsk tsk." Gulanstamo stroked his chin, surprised.

"I blocked the souls on the battlefield, so he shouldn't have been able to complete the advancement ceremony. I didn't expect that he would complete the ceremony by converting the resentment of those souls towards him into energy."

"The talent is good... it's a pity that the path was too narrow."

This situation is somewhat similar to his use of the power of the elves, where he exploited a loophole in the rules, but it is also completely different from his situation.

The energy transformed from the resentment of the soul is ultimately no match for the soul itself. Even if awakening is successful, the upper limit is not high, and the awakening process is particularly painful.

Awakening is a great transformation of body and soul. The body determines your magic power, while the soul determines the number and strength of the ultimate skills you will develop.

Kreman has successfully awakened, but he currently lacks sufficient energy to complete the physical transformation, which greatly increases his magic power. However, he is unable to complete the awakening of his soul, and is in a semi-awakened state.

Klayman no longer maintained his elegant gentlemanly form, but instead reverted to his original racial form... the undead!

Its body grew three or four meters taller, and it transformed into a ferocious, laughing face, strangely wearing a mask that was half-broken.

"Die... Hahahaha, all of you die!"

Kreman laughed wildly, unleashing his domineering demon king aura.

"Hey, Clayman, what are you so arrogant about!"

Rimuru's aura was not to be outdone, and his Demon King dominance was not unleashed. He had only awakened, so why wasn't he already?

Although Kreman was arrogant, it didn't mean he was brainless. On the contrary, he only saw things more clearly after awakening the Demon King.

It really proved that saying.

If you don't awaken, you'll see those ancient beings like looking at the moon from the bottom of a well; but if you do awaken, you'll see them like an ant trying to shake a tree!

"Milim... come back!"

Milim's body jolted, and she stopped in mid-air.

Veldora was taken aback. He hadn't had enough fun yet. Don't stop halfway through, it's really uncomfortable.

Milim moved and appeared in front of Clayman.

Clayman pointed at Rimuru and coldly gave the order:

"Use your power...kill him with all your might!"