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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…

not a match for

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

aren't afraid of

spoke, his voice sounding

the moment he spoke in such a tone,

well aware

present, and If there was a justification for why the Clan of Envy was considered to

from him and the air around

Elder, and his eyes were filled

"…Your expression says otherwise."

extending his slender finger and pressing

three elven figures changed drastically. They felt as if a weight

we see the extent of your

Swoosh―!

"Hm?"

materialized right behind him just as he was about to press his hand

Murdock stopped himself, and he looked at

"Is something the matter?"

displeased

"Yes."

other heads and the

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

"Do as you fit."

contrast to Prince Murdock, who was a rather handsome figure, he was a burly demon with sideburns. His hair was short,

strategist handle the

straight from Princess Adephagia, the Head of

Konjak, whose stature towered over those of the other characters, and

an expression of disinterest, and all she did was cast a glance

that needs our attention. Let the strategist handle the matter. He hasn't failed us so far, and his majesty seems to put a lot of trust in him,

the same

Murdock took a look at the heads next to him. He could feel their gaze on him, and

"I see…"

relayed the message. He was a Prince ranked demon, but he was

Inform them and the strategist of the situation.

"Understood."

his wings. His form quickly vanished from sight as it dissolved into the atmosphere and

disappearance, Prince Murdock was easily able to follow him with his

handle the

to the elven leaders, his eyes suddenly lit up with something that

nodded his head as his

for that," he said, a smirk playing on his lips. "It looks like the reinforcements that you've been waiting

a moment after his words faded,

Cr..Crack―!

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gold embroidery. The spacious interior was softly illuminated by flickering torches, which cast a warm glow over the opulent furnishings that were

so it's only right that we send more forces to clean

the time they come,

centerpiece of the tent was a hulking oak table that had been buffed to a mirror-like sheen and

with various flags and symbols placed on it to indicate where

by several demons who seemed

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