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

Is the world about to collapse ahead of schedule?

The Crimson Primordial was somewhat surprised, not expecting that a new Demon Lord would have connections with so many Demon Lords.

How did they become friends?

It's quite a rare thing that these demon kings' personalities could come together.

but,

The Primal Crimson was clearly much more domineering. With one step, its aura was fully unleashed, and all the demon kings stood up and their expressions changed.

They knew that Guy was serious.

They still remembered the last time, when they fought against the rampaging Milim, and the world almost collapsed.

If it weren't for Ramiris in her full form intervening, the Genesis Dragon would have truly had to be brought back to reconstruct the world.

But Ramiris isn't at her full form right now, so if a fight breaks out...

Milim and the others looked more serious than ever before, their playful expressions gone. One wrong move and they could really get a severe beating.

at this time,

A lazy, cold female voice rang out, "You'd better not make any rash moves... otherwise, I can't guarantee what this guy will do."

Everyone was taken aback. They looked towards the source of the sound, and their expressions immediately became extremely strange.

At this moment, Veldosa was holding a dead dog... no... Veldora, looking at Gransta with a playful expression.

Gulansta couldn't help but raise an eyebrow; he truly hadn't expected such a scene to unfold.

Rimuru couldn't help but speak up, "Hey... isn't Storm Dragon your own brother? Is it reasonable for you to threaten us with your brother?"

"Hehe." Veldosa covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, her voice indifferent: "What's unreasonable about that? Do you think I won't kill you?"

Rimuru shut his mouth completely, because he understood Veldora's pleading yet evasive eyes.

Verudela was utterly exasperated; he must have forgotten to check the almanac before leaving home.

I just wanted to get out and clear my head, see how the world has changed without his care, and maybe help my brother out by standing up for himself.

But to her utter surprise, she encountered her sister... a dragon who appears gentle on the surface but is actually violent.

He had just said he wouldn't get involved, but his sister's fist still came flying at him, and he was completely defeated.

Verudela's old face was droopy, and he dared not look at the people he knew. The prestige he had built up over the years had completely collapsed.

Seeing this, the Night Demon Queen Luminas was arguably the happiest, wishing she could step forward and mock her mercilessly, inwardly cursing:

"Serves you right."

The city she had painstakingly built last time was "accidentally" destroyed by this brainless guy in front of her. She even celebrated with champagne when she heard that the Storm Dragon had been sealed by the hero.

The situation has reached a stalemate, with the Primal Red confronting them, while the White Ice Dragon Veldosa is using the Storm Dragon to warn them against making any rash moves.

Gransta was having a headache. He had originally wanted to make a big fuss and completely muddy the waters of the Demon King's schemes, and ideally force out the guy who was plotting against him in the future.

With his current power, plus the support he has, he's capable of causing the world to collapse once.

The fate of the Primal Crimson was within his expectations, but the actions of the White Ice Dragon were beyond his expectations.

"Original Red, you're not really going to threaten us with the Storm Dragon, are you?"

Yuan Chuzhi shrugged and said calmly:

"I've said it before, her actions don't represent me, so..."

Yuan Chuzhi smiled and said, "I don't care what she does."

Seeing that the original Red wasn't buying it, Gransta fell silent.

It can only be said that the other party has lived too long and is too ancient; the provocation tactic has no effect on him.

Milim, who was in a standoff, scratched his head and couldn't help but ask, "Gransta, are we going to take him down or not? Just say the word and I'll unleash my full form immediately."

After Milim finished speaking, Carrion and Frey subconsciously took a few steps behind Gransta and gripped their weapons tightly.

Milim was somewhat worried. "The Storm Dragon is still in her hands, isn't it?"

"Why worry about him? Even if he dies, he won't truly disappear. He'll be resurrected in a few hundred years."

Milim said indifferently,

She clearly knew better than anyone the special nature of dragons, that they could not be truly killed.

Rimuru was completely stunned, and his worldview was once again shattered.

Goodness, they really are a family.

The Storm Dragon Veldora listened without expression, but felt a chill run down her spine, marveling at how his good niece truly understood him.

It seems the education I gave her about "love" wasn't deep enough before...

But Gransta thought differently. He knew that most of his and Milim's magic power came from the Storm Dragon, and the three of them were closely linked by their names. If the Storm Dragon were to die, it would definitely have a significant impact on them.

Therefore,

The Storm Dragon definitely needs to be rescued; that woman has figured him out perfectly.

Granstas sighed helplessly, pressed Milim's body down with his hand, and said:

"Let's all stop..."

"Hmm, not playing anymore?"

Granstas continued, "Original Red, you don't want this world to collapse either, do you... Don't forget the promise you made with him."

The original Red's gaze changed, and she stared at Gransta in silence for a long time.

Milim's eyes flickered, somewhat surprised that he knew all this, and she didn't continue making a fuss.

Apart from a few ancient beings, no one present understood what Gransta was talking about. All they knew was that it would be difficult to get the serious Red Primordial to back down.

Yuan Chuzhi remained silent for a while before finally withdrawing her demon king aura, yawning and returning to her previous lazy demeanor.

"Okay, that's enough for now, I'm a little tired."

that's it,

A conflict that could have devastated the world came suddenly and ended abruptly.

Gransta glared at the White Ice Dragon. "Can we release him now?"

Verudosa smiled and released her grip.

After Veldora was freed from its restraints, it performed a somersault and landed behind Gransta with incredible speed.

Veldora patted Gransta on the shoulder. "Sorry, bro."

"Consider it a huge favor I owe you. Feel free to use me whenever you need me."

Veldora sensed that his elven brother was about to do something big, so he came to support him, but...

Gransta waved his hand dismissively, "Let's not talk about these things between us, but you have to treat me to your homemade barbecue next time."

"Hahaha, it will definitely be so delicious it'll blow your mind."

The other demon kings were dumbfounded. They were all prepared to mediate, but it ended just like that.

They felt they were being framed, but couldn't find any evidence.

At this time,

The Primordial Red lay on the seat and spoke softly:

"Everyone, don't you think there are a lot of positions for the Demon King?"

"Including Carrion and the other two... there are a total of 11."

"The balance of the world has been broken."

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P.S.: Happy Labor Day! It's so great not having to go to work!