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Chapter 767

In the skies above Idoania.

"You don't seem to be worried about what's going on."

A demon spoke. His attention was drawn to the three elven figures that were positioned directly in front of him.

There were also six additional demons standing next to him.

The figures that stood in the sky each possessed a distinctive trait that set them apart from one another.

Despite the fact that they were doing nothing, their presence completely overpowered those below.

They…

They were something that only the Demon King could subdue.

Their presence was unlike that of any other Prince-ranked demon, and all it took was a simple look from them to send one cowering away.

They were the seven heads of the Demon Clans.

Patriarch of the Clan of Envy ― Prince Murdock.

Patriarch of the Clan of Wrath ― Prince Konjak.

Patriarch of the Clan of Sloth ― Prince Letvia.

Patriarch of the Clan of Pride ― Prince Andria.

Patriarch of the Clan of Greed ― Prince Solbaken.

Matriarch of the Clan of Lust ― Princess Lillith.

Matriarch of the Clan of Gluttony ― Princess Adephagia.

"Are you perhaps just confident in yourselves, or…"

Lifting his head up toward the sky, Prince Murdock cracked a smile.

"…Are you perhaps waiting for reinforcements to arrive?"

As he spoke, the air around the elven leaders became still, and you could see cracks appearing on their faces.

The trio of elven figures included an elderly man with a long beard and a wooden staff, in addition to two younger elven figures. Both male and female, in separate instances.

They gazed at the seven demon heads with incomparable seriousness.

"You think that we're afraid of you?"

The elderly elven man spoke. He was the Chief Elder of the elves and his power was near the peak of rank.

Even so…

As he faced the seven leaders of the Demon Clans, he couldn't help but feel as though he was being suffocated. As though something was clamping at his throat and clenching tightly at his airways, preventing any air from passing through.

The situation was the same for the two other elves who struggled to keep themselves composed.

They…

were clearly not

the only ones who grasped this concept. The seven heads were well aware of this fact and gave off the impression that they were delighted with the

aren't afraid

sounding like the whispers of a

in such a tone, and

well aware of who he

justification for why the Clan of Envy was considered to be

mere couple of words from him and

gaze fell on the Chief Elder, and his eyes were filled with

"…Your expression says otherwise."

finger and pressing it against

air around them stilled, and the expressions of the three elven figures changed drastically. They

we see the

Swoosh―!

"Hm?"

him just as he was about

himself, and he looked at the demon that

"Is something the matter?"

didn't look displeased by the

"Yes."

six other heads and the elven heads in

a low whisper, which caused Prince Murdock's brows to furrow. Pondering for a moment, Prince Murdock relayed the information to

"Do as you fit."

the Pride clan, replied with a disinterested look. In contrast to Prince Murdock, who was a rather handsome figure, he was a burly demon with sideburns. His hair was short, and he sported a

strategist handle the

came straight

whose stature towered over those of the other characters, and her eyes, which were obscured by her puffed-up cheeks, were

she did was cast a

strategist handle the matter. He hasn't failed us so far, and his majesty seems

their opinion the same as

him. He could feel their gaze on him, and he saw

"I see…"

message. He was a Prince ranked demon, but he was no different than

and the strategist of the situation. He should be able to

"Understood."

vanished from sight as it dissolved into

was easily

handle

his eyes suddenly

nodded his head as his

lips. "It looks like the reinforcements that you've been waiting for

a moment after his words faded, a crack formed in the

Cr..Crack―!

***

crafted from silks of a variety of vibrant colors and adorned with intricate gold embroidery. The spacious interior was softly illuminated by flickering torches, which cast a warm glow over the

we send more forces to

By the time they come, it'll already be too late to pull

oak table that had been buffed to a mirror-like sheen and was

the region that had been spread out with various flags and symbols placed on it to

several demons

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