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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…

clearly not

The seven heads were well aware of this fact and gave off the impression that they were delighted with the

aren't afraid of

spoke, his voice sounding like

the moment he spoke in such a tone, and a trace of fear flashed across

were well aware of who

the Clan of Envy was considered to

of words from him and the

on the Chief Elder, and his eyes were filled with

"…Your expression says otherwise."

slender finger and pressing

elven figures changed drastically. They felt as

we see the

Swoosh―!

"Hm?"

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

and he looked at

"Is something the matter?"

look displeased

"Yes."

other heads and the elven heads in the distance before

uttered something 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 telepathy after casting a glance in their

"Do as you fit."

Prince Murdock, who was a rather handsome figure, he was a burly demon with

the strategist handle the

and it came straight

of Prince Konjak, whose stature towered over those of the other characters, and her eyes, which

she did was

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

the same as what you

took a look at the heads next to him. He could feel their gaze on him, and he saw them nod at

"I see…"

message. He was a Prince ranked demon,

them and the strategist of the situation. He should be

"Understood."

while flapping his wings. His form quickly vanished from sight as

disappearance, Prince Murdock was easily able to

the strategist handle

turning his attention back to the elven leaders, his eyes suddenly lit up with something that no one could

nodded his head as

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

moment after his words faded, a crack formed

Cr..Crack―!

***

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

elves, so it's only right that we send more

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

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

various flags and symbols placed

demons who seemed to be

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