"Someone bring the statue over, I think that I found that spot it is supposed to sit." Karl called, knowing that there were golems everywhere right now. Surely, one of them could do the job.
The one who took the job was Remi’s bodyguard, who hefted the stone easily in his four arms, and simply shifted back to balance himself on his long serpentine body.
"Just place it right on the stone here after we clean up the bottom. Facing down the stairs, I think. That’s how the lion is facing."
The bodyguard holding the statue nodded, while the other used a tree branch to wipe the majority of the dirt and grime from the statue’s base. Once they were certain it would be good enough to set down, they worked together to settle it perfectly onto its former home.
Then, everything in the space shifted.
Mana began to flow back into the space, as if it had been stored somewhere.
The plants began to show signs of life again, which had Remi excited that there might be something that they missed.
And then, with an ominous creaking, the doors at the other end of the stone path opened, revealing a demonic hellscape.
For a few seconds, nothing happened.
Then, an entire unit of armed Wrath Demons in what looked like police uniforms rushed in.
"Drop your weapons! This area is under quarantine by the order of the Council of Hell!" The Guard Commander shouted.
"And, that’s our cue." Dana whispered to Karl.
The beasts grabbed the other team members, and shifted everyone into the Tiny World along with Dana. However, when Karl tried to leave, he hit a barrier.
"You might have been able to extract your team members to your separate space, but don’t think that you’re getting out of your cell, Fallen Lord. No matter what face you put on, you’re not getting out of your cell."
Karl frowned. "Look very closely. I’m not a Demon Lord at all. I’m not even a Demon."
"I won’t fall for your tricks. Who else could have taken his allies from this space?"
"An Avatar of the World Dragon?" Karl offered.
The Demon frowned. That was actually plausible. The World Dragon’s Avatars tended to go wherever they pleased, like Green Dragon Clerics on steroids.
"Have you any proof that you’re an Avatar of the World Dragon?"
"Do you have the ability to see System Titles? If not, I will transform and show you."
The Demon shrugged. "What use do the powerful have for a System?"
"You know, you’ve actually got a point. If you’re this strong already, then you don’t really need it. Fine, I can provide proof."
Karl activated [Avatar] and transformed, using [Behemoth] to expand the size of his dragon form, then unleashed [Breath Of The World] along with the innate breath of a World Dragon on the trees behind him.
The Demons conferred silently for a few seconds, then nodded.
"We agree. You are not the Demon Lord who was imprisoned here.
Please come peacefully, you are under arrest for trespassing, and suspected of freeing a prisoner from the cells. Kindly change back to a noncombat form for transport."
Karl sighed as the guards cast a restraining spell over him, but decided to change to Cat Demon form.


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