Feigning confidence, Descartes grinned widely, spat out blood, and laughed:
"Pah! Cough cough... You didn't kill me outright, so you were thinking the same thing, weren't you?"
"Because I still have value to be used."
Legendary demons are not such fragile creatures; limb regeneration is not a difficult thing to do given enough time.
In other words, although Descartes looks extremely miserable now, as long as Kalan is willing to let him go and he has a period of rest, he will be able to return to his peak condition.
If Kalan really wanted to kill Descartes, he should have done it cleanly and decisively, instead of choosing to talk to him instead of killing him outright.
With a strange laugh, Karan said:
"Oh? You noticed that?"
Descartes' guess wasn't wrong; Kalan didn't initially intend to kill him outright.
Haha, I knew it!
Karan's reaction gave Descartes more confidence, and he was now certain that his ideas were correct.
Karan wanted to subdue him, or even enslave him.
"Yes! You understand, with your current strength, you simply can't hold onto that position."
Although Karan's current strength is higher than mine in terms of level, without a long period of training and familiarization, her actual combat ability does not match her strength.
The battle just now was a long and fierce fight between the two, which ended abruptly due to the monster's sudden intervention.
That monster...
Guh.
Even as a legend, Descartes offered no real resistance and was severely injured after just a few exchanges.
"It is indeed very strong, even comparable to some lords on other levels, but can you bring it to the forefront?"
"This is your trump card, isn't it? You certainly won't let it show itself easily, right? Otherwise, you'll lose your biggest trump card."
Every demon lord has their own trump card; never underestimate those demon lords who have ruled an entire abyssal plane for a long time.
If they are truly pushed to their limits, they will undoubtedly reveal a terrifying array of hidden strengths.
Compared to those lords, Kalan's accumulated foundation was far too weak.
“But I am different. I am the demon grand duke in the open, so they won’t be too wary of me, and the same goes for the other grand dukes.”
"If they knew I was supporting you, they would change their minds."
Descartes, feeling he had said enough, exaggerated his own role as much as possible. While Kalan frowned in thought, he pressed on, saying:
"Kalan! I am willing to cooperate with your plan, I am willing to faithfully acknowledge your position and submit to you!"
However, a sigh silenced all of Descartes' emotions.
well……
"As expected, we still can't have too many expectations for the demons."
"What a boring and ugly struggle!"
Descartes: ? ? ?
You've said something wrong.
Shaking his head, Karan sighed and then smiled helplessly.
"Although your association seems logical, I spared your life not to give you a chance to submit."
No matter how good the logic is, if it's wrong from the start, it's virtually impossible to arrive at a correct conclusion later.
"I just want to ask you one question."
Lifting the greatsword stuck in the ground, Kalan asked with a smile:
"Are you saying... I look a lot like her? And that I won't refuse your request?"
"Huh? Who?"
Blinking in confusion, Descartes didn't know why things had suddenly turned out this way, but his survival instinct still made him try to think.
What exactly went wrong?
"You mean you and His Majesty?"
"Yes, me and that woman."
Karan is a usurper who murdered his mother to seize the throne. How could such a person possibly respect his own mother?
"I...no, that was just something I said offhand; His Majesty would never agree to it."
Karan shrugged, unsurprised, and remarked:
"I think so, she wouldn't even look at someone like you."
That woman, who is both tyrannical and insane, yet powerful and beautiful... how could she possibly be interested in such trash?
"Also, I need to remind you that I am now His Majesty."
Suddenly, he pierced Descartes' right eye with the tip of his sword, and Karan calmly said without changing his expression:
"However, it's not your Emperor."
I don't need a subject like you.
Am I some kind of useless piece of trash?
How could she possibly be interested in trash like you, whom she wouldn't even look at?
His right eyeball was ripped out of its socket. Ignoring the pain, Descartes glared angrily at the mad queen with his single eye.
"Wait a minute! After all I've said, don't you understand your situation?! Do you really understand what you're doing?! I'm a Grand Duke who's willing to support you... Ahhh!"
Karan's response to Descartes' question was equally simple: she used her tail to pierce and pull out his only remaining left eye.
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It was pulled out of its eye socket with a thud.
With its tail raised, Karan examined the same ugly eyeball in front of it, then swung its tail forcefully with a look of disgust.
Snap!
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