"The Demon King is really just like I imagined. I feel like there's no chance of changing the stereotypes I have about the Demon race."
Because the Demon King was facing El, he also saw what this guy, who was supposedly his nemesis, looked like.
Demons, as a race of demons, especially those born from the hybrid blood of demons and humans, retain human form but possess demonic organs throughout their bodies.
It has only one twisted black horn on its head, and parts of its body are covered with black scales. It also has a pair of delicate, demonic wings on its back.
What caught El's attention most was the black ring-shaped object floating above the Demon King's head.
It is round, without any reflection, and has black spikes protruding out, making it look like a crown.
Is that the Demon King's symbol? El wasn't sure.
El was observing the Demon King, and the Demon King was also observing El, especially sensing the holy sword he was holding.
"Human heroes... mysterious beings who have fought against my predecessors countless times."
Countless failures in the past are about to lead to my success this time.
The fated entanglement between the hero and the demon king must end! This is the demon race's best chance of success ever!
The new Demon King ascended the throne and was granted permission to view the memories of past Demon Kings.
That demon-slaying holy sword should be golden, shining brightly, and demons would feel a deep-seated fear just by looking at it.
But the one El was holding, apart from its sharp aura, looked quite ordinary.
"Didn't he gain the Holy Sword's approval? This guy, as a hero, can't even obtain the Holy Sword's full power?"
Excellent, very excellent! It seems even the heavens are on my side, helping me defeat that guy!
Once you defeat the hero, there will be no enemy in this world that can threaten you.
At that time, we will completely crush other races, take the whole world under our control, and turn heroes into legends, never to be seen again.
"I will sever the fate of the demon race!"
A violent power surged from the Demon King, and black currents flowed around him, almost swallowing the light.
It's already ignited, the victory over the hero, the bright future—victory seems within reach.
"Um, before we start the war, I have a question that I wonder if you could answer?"
"Speak, hero, and I'll make sure you die knowing why!"
"Those horns on your heads look really troublesome. Do you not get to turn over in your sleep at night? And is it difficult to put on clothes and helmets?"
Demon King: ...
El's words were astonishing. Asking such a question on the eve of a battle truly left the Demon King speechless.
"You still don't want to take this seriously? Who do you think you are? Enjoy your last breath!"
The Demon King struck first, and as his magic gathered, a dark red cleaver appeared in his previously empty right hand.
Its wings flapped faster, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of El.
It could be seen that El's expression seemed frozen, and his body did not react.
"Haven't you realized it yet, you weakling?"
"Very well, this strike will sever the hero's head!"
"clang……"
The clash between the holy sword and the demonic blade sent sparks flying, a result that surprised the Demon King.
The scene it anticipated did not appear; El's sword parry was faster than expected.
The two weapons made contact in mid-air, and El was pushed back half a step by the impact, that was all.
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