“Western Demon King is...?”
“Dead...?”
“Then...!”
Shock, doubt, certainty, and then.
“Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!”
Joy.
It was an emotion that set the entire Eastern Demon Realm boiling.
The people, overcome with delight, screamed like mad, and some even burst into tears and sobbed.
Leihian, the strongest Player in the Eastern Demon Realm, was no exception.
“Ah...!”
His legs nearly gave out from under him.
No way.
To think he had truly defeated the Demon King all by himself...!
He had never even imagined such a thing could be possible.
And yet that stranger from another world had done it.
His name was An Su-ho.
Called the Avatar of the Demon King, he had, incredibly enough, truly made the impossible possible.
- Keukeukeu, how is it? I was right, wasn’t I?
Just then, as Leihian was standing there in awe, Grid appeared again.
“Demon King!”
- He is none other than my Avatar. Even without this body taking the field personally, he can easily suppress something like the king of the Western Demon Realm.
“As expected...! You had a plan all along, Demon King...!”
- Did you think I would simply stand by and watch my beloved Demon Realm fall into this state? In addition, I...
Grid told Leihian what he had been thinking.
And Leihian’s eyes widened as much as they had when he learned of Lucifer’s death.



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