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

Gransta frowned as he looked at the black figure beside him and spoke with displeasure.

Chaos lowered his head and silently disappeared into his shadow.

Rimuru used several bottles of potion to save Carrion.

Fortunately, the potions made from Fipocott grass are potent enough that injuries like this can be healed in a short time.

"Cough cough—"

When Carrion woke up, he coughed up several mouthfuls of blood and looked at his chest with lingering fear.

"Rimuru, you saved my life."

"It's alright." Rimuru waved his hand dismissively and helped Carrion up from the ground.

"Rimuru, we dare not presume to do anything. We'll follow your arrangements."

It was clear that Carion's eyes had become much clearer after that punch, and he spoke with a lack of confidence.

"Hmm..." Rimuru knew that he was the only one present who could handle Milim. "You guys take care of Clayman first, I'll hold off Milim."

"it is good."

Carrion nodded quickly, not daring to look Milim in the eye again.

That's absolutely... shameful!

Carrion approached Frey and charged head-on at Clayman.

"Oh, two demon kings?" Clayman's lips curled into a cruel smile. "I might not have been a match for you before, but I'm different now."

Faced with the demon lord offered to him, Klayman decided to use his abilities to control him and turn him into a new puppet. If he could control all the demon lords in the world, wouldn't he be the strongest in the world?

The thought of this filled Kreman with excitement, and he couldn't help but tremble. At that time, he would be able to control the rules of this world and complete the great task that the great man had entrusted to him!

"Clayman, what are you daydreaming about?"

Carrion roared and transformed into his battle form, resembling a golden lion with its mane bristling.

"The lion's roar!"

After Carrion's attack, Frey spread her white wings and made full use of the advantages of the winged race to firmly control the air.

"Spatial strangulation!"

"Space Lockdown!"

"Winged Dagger!"

Kreman pouted in dissatisfaction, using magic to forcibly stabilize the surrounding space. His strengthened torso was completely immune to feather attacks.

"Jingle bells—"

Kreman's torso was like steel bars; the flying feathers could only leave a spark. Even when facing an attack from two people, he remained calm and composed.

"Hehe...you guys are too weak," Kreman licked his lips with his scarlet tongue. "This is what awakening feels like...haha, delicious."

He was already vaguely looking forward to what ultimate skill would appear after he completed his soul awakening.

Off the field, a hint of curiosity appeared in Granstad's eyes as he began to scrutinize Kreman, his thoughts swirling in his mind.

Carrion and Frey looked grim; even when they joined forces, they couldn't defeat Clayman in his semi-awakened state.

Frey used her Eye of Insight skill to see Clayman's current state and said to Carrion:

"He is currently in the stage of a surge in awakened magic power. Let's stall him and deplete his magic power."

"Understood." Carrion clasped his hands together in a fist salute. "Then I'll use ranged skills to wear him down."

"Yes, I can restrict his movements."

After a brief exchange, the two quickly devised a response plan.

"Clayman, prepare for my lion's roar!"

A beam of golden light shot toward Kreman at supersonic speed; the vibrational properties of the sound wave could ignore most defenses.

Kreman didn't want to stand there dumbfounded, so he bent down and tried to leap out of the attack range.

Before Clayman could make a further move, Frey's skills followed in quick succession, several feathers blocking all his escape routes.

"Crack—"

Whether it was an illusion or not, a sound like a mirror shattering echoed through the space, and Frey and the others' figures split in two, then two became four...

The scene Kreman saw was shattered, the shadows were fragmented, and he was surrounded by enemy attacks.

He went berserk, disregarding the harm he caused, and began to destroy shadows one by one.

"Why... why are you stopping me!"

"Die... all of you die."

Simultaneously,

Rimuru wasn't faring much better. Milim's attacks landed on him without restraint, and although he had already turned off his pain perception, he was still in excruciating pain.

"Should we take control of the battle?"

"Need not."

"Body damage 14%... Take control of the battle?"

"Need not!"

The King of Wisdom: "......."

Rimuru was transformed into a soft, cuddly slime, which Milim manipulated at will, sometimes flattening it into a pancake, sometimes stretching it into noodles...

"Stop playing...stop playing, you'll ruin your health."

Rimuru put on a pleading expression and even struck a cute pose.

Milim got even more excited when he heard that, kneading the dough into difficult shapes just like Granstadt was doing ice sculpting art; they were both seasoned artists.

"No... please don't do this, I can't take it."

Just listening to this sound evokes certain images.

off the field.

Gransta's vision went black, and he almost fell off his seat. Faced with the strange looks from the demon kings around him, he simply couldn't stay calm.

No, what are you doing?

Rimuru, what are you doing in there? You even used a skill to block out vision.

As expected of you, Your Highness!

"Hehe... Your friend... he's quite special." The Night Demon Queen slightly raised her chin, looking at Gransta sitting opposite her with a smile in her eyes, her tone full of teasing.

He was truly at his wit's end with Rimuru. It was one thing for him to act cute during battle, but it was he who embarrassed people in public!

"Ahem..." Gransta coughed lightly, feigning composure as he waved his hand at them. "Normal operation, all normal operation, to mislead the opponent..."

Gulansta paused; he couldn't continue his story.

"Ha ha ha ha----"

"Our new Demon King is quite something, he can even sneak in a cute moment. Everyone better watch out, or someone might come looking for trouble."

"That's impossible. When it comes to cuteness, who's cuter than me, the Queen?"

"Shut up." Gransta pinched Ramiris's nose, and this guy was the one laughing the loudest in his ear.

"Waaaah... You're abusing the Queen."

Unlike Rimuru, Gransta is not overflowing with compassion. His abilities are all geared towards offense, pursuing power and crushing.

He couldn't possibly throw a cute attack at the enemy during battle, even though he does have a child form...

Rimuru is somewhat famous within the Demon Lord's circle, but only in a different way.

A demon king who can act cute... Hehe, the cute king's embarrassing past.

P.S.: I've had some time lately and wrote a few more pictures. Please leave a cute picture of Moe-King at the end!