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"Impossible!!! How could a low-class devil withstand my attack?!"

Riser's pupils contracted sharply as he stared at Haru, who stood unscathed amid the settling dust. His voice was filled with fury.

Haru stopped what he was doing, turned his head, and gazed at Riser with a dark expression. His eyes flashed dangerously as he spoke in an icy tone:

"You keep calling me a low-class devil, a lowly devil... When I was a Demon King, you didn't even exist!"

He rolled his neck, and the surge of his magical power, like colliding tectonic plates, shattered the surrounding five meters of the dimensional space.

As if forcing a watermelon into a sesame seed, the entire artificial space groaned in agony, teetering on the brink of collapse.

...

Outside the Dimension – Where the Dukes Gathered

All the Devil Dukes' faces turned as red as if they were being strangled, eyes wide in disbelief as they stared at the figure who had shattered space merely by releasing his magic.

After a long silence, an Old Duke with a head full of white hair spoke deliberately, enunciating each word:

"Tran! Scend! Ent!"

Hiss!!!

Hearing this term that signified the pinnacle of power, the gathered Dukes collectively gasped.

"No way! He's just devil who reincarnated less than a week ago! How could he have reached the level of a Transcendent in magic power..."

"But it's happening right before our eyes, isn't it? Didn't you hear what he said earlier? 'When I was a Demon King...'"

"The Four Great Demon Kings perished at the hands of God, that's what we've been told..."

"But didn't we fail to witness it ourselves? The God and the Demon Kings simply vanished simultaneously..."

The Dukes exchanged uneasy glances as they looked at the figure within the dimension. They knew that the return of an ancient Demon King would herald a monumental shift in the established order.

Who knows how many of them would still stand when it was over...

...

Inside the Dimension

Haru gazed helplessly at the shattered space, sighed softly, and murmured to himself:

"I knew a temporary space couldn't contain my power, but I didn't expect it couldn't even withstand one-tenth."

Standing closest to Haru, Ravel naturally heard his muttering. Her pupils contracted slightly as she stared at his back in shock.

Such overwhelming power was only one-tenth of this man's magic? If he went all out, just how strong was he?

She couldn't help but feel a mix of awe and nervousness. The instinct of devils to respect and be drawn to the strong stirred within her heart.

Ignoring Ravel's thoughts, Haru radiated a vast amount of dark energy. Looking at the dumbfounded Riser and his entourage, he said:

"How about we change the setting? Since no one is objecting, I'll take that as agreement! Then~~~"

"Great Hell Summoning!!!"

With a light shout from Haru, the original dimension was swallowed by some terrifying existence.

When everyone's vision cleared, their pupils contracted sharply.

In a dark world stood towering ancient castles, majestic and imposing. The castles were stained with crimson blood. Within them, rows upon rows of old courtyards connected to form skeletal patterns, standing tall in this eerie purgatory.

Endless skeletal remains floated in the air. Seven or eight massive bone mountains rose high, and roaring rivers of blood surged beneath the ancient cities, courtyards, and bone mountains...

Everyone felt the devilish power within them boiling uncontrollably and exclaimed in shock, "Why is my power...?"

Haru grinned mischievously and said softly to the crowd opposite him:

"Welcome to my world, the Great Hell Summoning!!"

"Hell!!!" they echoed in unison.

Hearing this term, everyone's pupils shrank dramatically.

Hell, was another name for the birthplace of devils and many other races. They couldn't fathom someone claiming such an expansive world as their private domain.

But the scene before them and the boiling devilish power within them clearly told them that this was real. A world comparable to the Underworld had been claimed by Haru as his private realm, perhaps even created by him.

Riser looked at Haru's smiling face with a mix of fear and regret, several times wanting to plead for mercy.

But remembering that his parents were likely watching and considering the honor of the Phoenix family, he forced himself to stand tall before Haru.

Although he didn't know which Demon King Haru was, couldn't he have just declared his identity outright?

Wasn't Riser's goal to preserve pureblood lineage? If Haru, the purest of devils, had spoken, Riser would have stepped aside. Why wait until now to reveal his identity? It was truly awkward for him.

Reflecting on his arrogant behavior at Kuoh Academy yesterday and in the dimension today, Riser wondered how he was still alive.

This was an ancient Demon King who believed in survival of the fittest. Haru hadn't treated him as... Remembering that Haru had been calling him a "turkey"...

Could it be that he was being regarded as... food? One wouldn't argue with food; they'd simply consume it when the time came...

Haru showed a look of feigned difficulty and said to Riser, "The immortality of the Phoenix family is a bit troublesome..."

Cold sweat poured down Riser's forehead. His body trembled as he looked at Haru's troubled expression, forcing a wry smile.

"Um... Earlier, Your Majesty's overwhelming magic has already injured my internal organs. I am powerless to continue the fight. Please allow me to admit defeat and withdraw..."

Riser couldn't continue speaking, for his vision was suddenly filled with an endless swarm of locusts.

Haru's eyes lit up with realization. Placing a gentle hand on Ravel's shoulder, he smiled and said:

"Almost forgot, I have this ability."

Recalling the power over locusts he had acquired, Haru grinned maliciously.

"If I have your body completely consumed, then your immortality won't matter, will it?"

Riser stared in disbelief at the locusts before him, each emitting the magical aura of a high-class devil. Just by estimating their size, he could calculate their approximate number.

So... he intends to have me eaten alive by hundreds of billions of locusts! I've truly been regarded as food.

As the locusts with razor-sharp mandibles approached, Riser let out a cry of despair.

"No!!!"

...

Outside the Great Hell Summoning

The Devil Dukes watched in silence as Riser was driven to the brink by the relentless swarm, saying nothing.

After a long pause, one Duke spoke with a trembling voice:

"It's the Demon King..."

"Has the Demon King returned..." murmured another Duke, who appeared no older than twenty but whose eyes shone with the wisdom of countless ages.

The first of Solomon's 72 Pillars, the mightiest devil Bael, also known as the Demon King. He had many names, one of which was, [Melqart].

Some of the Dukes, recalling the Demon King's ruthless and bloodthirsty past, thought about their previous reckless words and actions. Now, realizing that the Demon King's gaze had likely been upon them multiple times, they wore expressions more pitiful than tears.

At this moment, in another space, a handsome young man with vibrant red hair stood up and sighed softly.

"These are turbulent times indeed~~"

Reflected in his eyes was the image of the silver-haired youth standing beside a blushing Ravel.

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