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

A glimmer of hope flashed in the Pig-Headed Emperor's eyes.

Gulansta didn't speak, but looked at the more than 100,000 pig-headed soldiers on the other side. Seeing the fear in their eyes, they all put down their weapons.

The scene of Gransta crushing the Pig-Headed Emperor was too shocking for them.

Their king is a king with the power of a demon king.

They were defeated by the elf in a matter of moments, and they were filled with despair.

They lost. With such a powerful opponent, what was the point of fighting? I wonder what their fate will be.

"Pig-Headed Emperor, I know you've come this far simply to survive, but I must judge your sins!"

Gransta pressed the Ice Demon Sword against the Pig-Headed Emperor's throat, its icy aura sending chills down one's spine.

The Pig-Headed Emperor silently closed his eyes.

"However, you have another option..."

The Pig-Headed Emperor opened his eyes again and looked at Gransta.

"You want me to do this?"

"Regarding your pig-headed tribe's invasion this time, I can promise you that I will only kill the ringleaders, but you must be devoured by one of my friends."

Gransta nodded toward Rimuru.

Following the gaze

A slime was lying comfortably in Shion's arms, seemingly enjoying the gaze, and looked in the direction of the Orc Lord with a bewildered expression.

"Why are they looking at me? What is Granstas talking about with the Pig-Headed Emperor?"

When the Pig-Headed Emperor saw Rimuru, he suddenly realized that the slime on the other side had a devouring skill, which he already knew when he fought Rimuru.

"Hehe, I see..."

The Pig-Headed Emperor knew he had no other choice, but he wanted to do something for his people before he died.

"I promise you!"

Seeing that the Pig-Headed Emperor had agreed.

Gransta used his mind to tell Rimuru to come over, and Rimuru, having received Gransta's telepathic message, came skipping and hopping over.

"Gransta, you called me here because..."

Grandstar sighed, seeing Nemru's bewildered expression. He'd almost forgotten to tell Rimuru about it, so he told him about his plan to devour the Orc Lord.

"What! You want me to devour the Pig-Headed Emperor? My [Predator] can evolve?"

Rimuru looked surprised upon hearing this and quickly asked his partner, the Great Sage.

"After the Great Sage devoured the Pig-Headed Emperor, my skills can evolve further."

The great sage remained silent for a while before giving his response.

"Yes, that's certainly possible. If the compatibility between the [Predator] and the [Hunger] reaches 80%, there's a very high probability of successful fusion and evolution."

"So that's how it is."

Then Rimuru looked at Granstas strangely, as if this guy knew everything.

"How did you know?"

Gransta shrugged at Rimuru and offered a casual explanation.

"It must have been the Overlord who told me."

He wouldn't tell Rimuru that he knows all the plot points in the Rimuru world, so isn't it only natural for him to know these things?

"Alright, go ahead and devour them. There are still 10 pig-headed soldiers waiting for you to deal with them properly, my boss."

"oh."

Rimuru transformed into a liquid form, covering the Orc Lord's enormous body, and unleashed his full power.

"[Predator] Full power activated."

As the Orc Lord's body gradually dissolved, fragments of memories about the Orc Lord flashed through Rimuru's mind, and he sighed.

"Pig-headed Emperor, although I have devoured all your skills and magic, your body can still survive inside my stomach."

"Perhaps there's a chance you might be resurrected!"

The Orc Emperor, in his remaining soul form, knelt before Rimuru.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Rimuru!"

"But..."

Rimuru already knew what the Orc Emperor wanted to say, so he waved his hand and assured him.

"Don't worry, I promise I'll take good care of your people."

A tear welled up in the corner of the Pig-Headed Emperor's eye.

"Thank you both for your kindness. I entrust my people to your care."

"Um."

The pig-headed emperor's soul form gradually blurred and dissipated, and he was about to be absorbed into his stomach.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from Gransta.

"Remember to say hello to the two guys playing chess in the stomach for me and Rimuru."

The Pig-Headed Emperor looked puzzled. Wasn't he the first resident of the stomach?

A streak of light followed the Orc Emperor and was swallowed into Rimuru's stomach.

Rimuru turned to look at Gransta.

"What did you just feed me? Was it for Brother Storm Dragon Lavellas?"

Gulansta smiled slightly and nodded.

"It's just a little gadget to pass the time; they just happened to make up a table of them."

Uh!

I used to say that I, a slime, often had nothing to do and would tinker with useless things.

Rimuru rolled his eyes in annoyance; he was too lazy to even complain.

The voice of the Great Sage echoed in my mind.

"The [Hungry One] skill has been detected. It is attempting to fuse with the Predator."

"Fusion failed... Fusion failed...Activating [Variant] abilities."

"Merger successful!"

"Skill successfully upgraded to [Glutton]!"

Rimuru's little face lit up with joy, and he happily gave Gransta an OK sign.

...

At this time, the stomach space

"Haha, Ifrit, witness my superb chess skills!"

With a "bang~" sound.

The piece was placed with great momentum.

Ifrit sat upright, her eyes fixed on the chessboard in front of her.

"Lord Storm Dragon, you've fallen for their trap!"

With a flick of his wrist, the cannon, separated by a pawn, captured one of Storm Dragon's knights.

General!!!

"Ah~"

Storm Dragon stared at the chessboard in disbelief. When did Ifrit learn to play dirty tricks?

What does it mean when one wrong step leads to another, ultimately resulting in total defeat?

Now, with cannons threatening from the front and enemy horses breaking into our camp, our chariots are already locked in place, and we will be checkmated in one more step.

It can be said that he was surrounded by enemies on all sides, and was left to defend an empty city!

Storm Dragon frowned, over a hundred strategies flashing through his mind.

At this moment

"Is this Rimuru-sama's stomach inside his body? Where's the person Granstas told me to greet?"

The Pig-Headed Emperor walked through this dark space, carrying a box in his hand.

The Storm Dragon immediately sensed the arrival of a new resident, and a glint of surprise flashed in its eyes.

With a flick of his wrist, the chessboard on the table shattered into pieces; he hadn't lost this game.

Ifrit quickly stood up in alarm.

"Lord Storm Dragon, you're cheating again!"

Storm Dragon snorted coldly, turned to look at Ifrit, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Hmph! I already knew how to break this deadlock, I just didn't want you to lose too badly."

"Oh, by the way, a new person has arrived. Come with me to meet them."

After speaking in a haughty voice, the Storm Dragon turned and walked into the darkness without looking back.