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

The Ice Guardian's voice rang out, and at the same time, a ring of ice-blue light appeared around Red Maru's body. A layer of ice armor appeared and shattered directly under the erosion of the devouring power.

Take advantage of this gap.

Realizing what was happening, Benimaru immediately moved closer to the Ice Guard.

"Ice Guardian, thank you for your protective skills!"

"Haha, Benimaru, you'd better watch out. This boar-headed lord has skills similar to Lord Rimuru's."

"Um."

Benimaru nodded solemnly. If it was a skill similar to Rimuru's, that would be troublesome, since a skill that devours everything and makes it one's own is indeed very overpowered.

The Pig-Headed Emperor looked at the Ice Giant with a grim expression. He still didn't understand what the Ice Giant's skills were, only that it could withstand his attacks with its extremely high defense.

Then the Pig-Headed Emperor turned his gaze to Benimaru, gathered a dark magic ball in his hand, and threw it at Benimaru.

but

A gigantic hand appeared directly in front of Benimaru, blocking the magic ball.

"Boom!"

"With my Ice Guards here, you won't be able to harm Lord Benimaru!"

Pig-Headed Emperor: .....

Good, good! You're playing like this even when it's two against one?!

Ice Guardian is a truly competent tank. All of Pig Emperor's skills and attacks are no match for this Ice Giant. Its terrifying defense is simply infuriating.

The most shameless one was that red-haired demon, who simply hid behind the Ice Guards and unleashed his ultimate attack, physically exorcising all the pig-headed soldiers in the area except for the Pig-Headed Emperor.

Seeing that his skills were ineffective against the Ice Guardians, the Pig-Headed Emperor stopped attacking, releasing an evil aura.

He directly unleashed his devouring power, a dark aura spreading outwards, intending to devour the two people in front of him.

but

"【Ice Prison】"

Three layers of magical rings rose beneath the Pig-Headed Emperor's feet, and terrifying magical power condensed. To the Pig-Headed Emperor's astonishment, strands of ice coiled around his entire body.

Immediately after

"[Frozen Fist]", "[Black Flame Prison]", "[Ice Flame Explosion]"...

It can be said that they have brought the tradition of gang fighting to its fullest extent.

...

In a secluded forest.

A demon dressed in a white tuxedo and top hat, wearing a raven mask, looked remarkably like the Bird-Beak Doctor.

That must be Krimet.

He stared at the faintly glowing crystal ball in his hand with a grim expression. The image that appeared was the perspective of the Pig-Headed Emperor that he controlled.

"My Pig-Headed Emperor has been suppressed?! How is this possible?! How is this possible?!"

Their voices became hoarse.

Krumitt stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

Keep in mind that this is the Orc Lord, a demon king-level being, yet he was being overwhelmed by the combination of these two. What's even more astonishing is that the Orc Lord's attacks had no effect on the ice giant.

What kind of monster is this?!

"Where did these two guys come from? Is one of them a demon?"

Oh, right, the ghost? Could it be...?

Just as Krumitt was completely bewildered, the image on the crystal began to show the miserable state of the pig-headed army.

"You bastards, a bunch of useless pig-headed trash, how are these demons so powerful?"

Krumitt saw the scene through the eyes of the pig-headed soldiers: hundreds of thousands of pig-headed soldiers were as fragile as paper, slaughtered by a few goblins and a few demons.

He immediately roared in anger, knowing that the armor of these 200,000 pig-headed soldiers had consumed a great deal of their effort and resources.

"Could these demons be survivors of the attack on the Great Demon Clan's village? Now that the whole place has turned into an icy hell, how could anyone possibly have survived!"

Krumit couldn't figure out where these powerful demons had come from, as they had ruined his plans.

To make matters worse, he couldn't get in touch with Raslapp and the Termans no matter what he tried.

Krumitt was getting a little anxious and was pacing back and forth.

"Something must have happened somewhere I don't know about!"

Suddenly, Krumitt's body trembled, as if he had thought of something terrible.

"Oh no... I have to find a way no matter what, otherwise the plan that we've worked so hard to get to this point will be ruined."

Krumitt's figure shot straight into the sky, rushing in one direction.

Panic began to creep onto his face, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He was still muttering to himself.

"If this continues, I'm sure that person will kill me."

.....

In the dimly lit lizardman dungeon

A lizardman stood defiantly in his cell, a hint of stubbornness in his eyes.

"Your Highness Gavilu, there's no sound outside."

A lizardman henchman spoke cautiously to Gavinus.

"Hmph! How should I know!"

"If I were leading the Lizardmen, I would have already routed the mere Pig-headed Tribe on the other side."

Gavilu's expression remained arrogant, as if he looked down on everything due to his youthful vigor.

"That's right, Lord Gavil is the most powerful. That mere Pig-Headed Emperor is nothing but a chicken and a dog."

"Uh-huh"

The lizardman's henchman quickly chimed in.

Gavilu would look smug whenever he heard his underlings' compliments.

"Alas, my father has locked me up here, so I can't even go out to fight the enemy."

Then Gavilu sighed.

The lizardmen, who were locked up together, all lowered their heads with dejected expressions. It was a disgrace for them as warriors that they could not go out to fight when their tribe was in danger.

The arena fell silent.

"Da~"

"Da~"

A lizardman raised his head and asked in confusion.

"Have the guards returned? Has the Pig-Headed Army been defeated?"

At that moment, a sinister voice rang out, sending chills down everyone's spines.

"My child, how did you end up locked up here? As your father, I am truly disappointed! Haha."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Gavilu abruptly raised his head and looked into the dimly lit passage.

A demon wearing a bird-man mask slowly walked over, carrying a strange cane. He looked around before finally looking at Gavilu.

"You... Lord Krumit, I never expected to see you here. Could it be... you've come to rescue me?"

A surprised voice rang out from Gavilu.

"Heh, Gavilu, I remember the task I gave you?"

A barely perceptible glint of cold light flashed in Krumitt's eyes, and he gripped his cane even tighter.

"Lord Krumitt, I... have disappointed you."

Gavilu lowered his head in shame.

Krumitt composed himself and went to Gavilu's side.

"Gavilu, I have a chance! I'll let you out, all you have to do is follow me..."

"Really? Then could you release all my comrades? I will definitely kill all those pig-headed soldiers to prove it."

"Um."

Krumitt chuckled and nodded, suppressing his urge to kill this piece of trash immediately. This was nourishment for his greatest masterpiece; he couldn't let it go to waste...

A word from me: (Summer vacation just starts at the end of this month ^O^, and I only have this little bit of time to write every day, it's so painful. But now it's all good, I promise to write 6000 words every day starting next month! I sincerely thank the readers who have read this far! I also hope you can give me a five-star review! (˵¯͒〰¯͒˵))