Magic Chronicles : Fallen Race

'What, what?!'

Not only Eileen, but all the other apostles present doubted their ears.

Was their new Demon King not switching opponents?

But wanting Sword Demon and Great Demon, the two most powerful apostles, to fight him together?

Wisdom Demon Leo slightly frowned at this.

Sorcery Demon Dian finally shifted his attention away from the scroll in his hands, casting an interested glance at Reji under his crow mask for the first time.

Breeding Demon Ulala excitedly waved her tentacles as if cheering for Reji, the new Demon King with bold claims. Decay Demon Eris patted the rotten flesh on her belly, grinning as if looking forward to a more brutal fight.

Shadow Demon Sherman didn't show much change, remaining silent under the shadow of his cloak.

The biggest reaction was from the Succubus Eileen.

"My King, you must not!" Eileen cried out anxiously.

Then Eileen realizing her lapse, calmed down a bit, but her very urgent persuasion did not stop.

"You have just descended, and your body has not yet adapted. It is not advisable to engage in too intense battle. I earnestly request my king to retract his statement. Just crossing swords with Pierre alone would be enough to demonstrate your power to all the demons!"

Eileen gave Reji a way out.

Afterwards, she also didn't forget to glare fiercely in the direction of Sword Demon and Great Demon.

Meaning for them to express their stance as well.

Hektor hesitated a bit.

Pierre, however, quickly stepped forward, following Eileen and also said to Reji on the stage:

"My King, I think Eileen is right, your health is more important than anything."

"I understand your desire to motivate everyone, so... My King, I propose that I first cross swords with you. If My King still has the strength afterwards, then Hektor can come up to the stage."

Pierre's suggestion was quite reasonable.

Eileen quickly agreed.

First, let the more sensible Sword Demon go up and test the new demon king. If the new demon king struggles, then they could end it there. If the he truly has such overwhelming power, it's not too late for Hektor to take the stage.

Eileen could accept this proposal.

But Reji...

He absolutely could not accept!

His greatest confidence in bluffing was Hektor; if you ask the Great Demon to step down first, then what's he to play?

Sword Demon Pierre also has a domain skill.

But Sword Demon's [River of the Dead] is calculated based on the "number of killings" both parties had in the past.

Although Reji also farmed countless monsters in the game, this does not have a specific numerical display on the panel, so Reji didn't dare to bet whether this value was inherited.

And even if it was inherited, Sword Demon specializes in attack, the domain's added value isn't a comprehensive enhancement like Hektor's. Pierre would only increase critical hit damage and attack power. As for constitution, health, defense, etc., nothing at all.

Therefore, Reji ignored the suggestion from Sword Demon.

He didn't voice any objections either.

The less said, the fewer slip-ups.

Reji made no comment.

Just stood there quietly on the stage.

He believed the apostles below could naturally interpret this.

Indeed.

Sword Demon and Eileen exchanged glances. Although the Demon King remained silent, this was the best statement he could make, clearly rejecting them and even being so dominant that he didn't wish to speak another word to them.

The moment's silence was a great pressure for them.

The king was urging them to quickly come up to the stage.

"Pierre! Hektor! What? Is the king's intention not clear enough?

Are you going to make our respected king and the million demon brethren below wait for you any longer!?"

The Wicked Demon Lordan, who had been rebuked by Reji earlier, spoke up at this time.

It seemed like he had switched to Reji's side, speaking on behalf of Reji, but from Eileen's angry look, it was clear Lordan was just fanning the flames, adding fuel to the fire.

After the Wicked Demon's loud questioning, Hektor was the first to move; he no longer hesitated and took a big step onto the stage.

'Good!'

'Very good!'

Reji nodded in satisfaction at the Great Demon towering several times over him.

Then, turning his gaze to Sword Demon, seeing this, Pierre could only cast an apologetic look at Eileen and followed by leaping onto the altar, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Great Demon, directly facing Reji.

"You two!"

"If anything untoward happens to the Demon King, I will not let any of you off!!"

Seeing that she could no longer stop what was happening, Eileen could only issue such a heart-wrenching threat and warning.

Seeing the succubus's kindness for him.

Strikingly different from the other eight apostles.

It would be a lie for Reji to say he wasn't moved.

Reji gathered his emotions, focusing all his attention on this key battle that could potentially turn the situation around and change the dire start.

Hektor and Pierre, facing the new Demon King, were also under great pressure, taking it very seriously. The two apostles ranked first and second in combat power among the demon race, both took their fighting stances.

The atmosphere on the altar became tense in an instant.

The battle was about to break out.

'About to break out'

About to

About

'No, wait!....'

'What about the domain?'

'Hektor, open your domain for me!'

The opposing Sword Demon and Great Demon, already having the numerical advantage, felt awkward to make the first move, waiting for Reji to act.

This made Reji a bit uneasy.

Continuing this standoff would be too odd.

Reji was forced to speak.

"Is this how you give your all?"

"Bring out all your power."

"I hope that after this battle, there will no longer be any apostle who, in today's difficult circumstances, still doubts me, rebels against me or disobeys me."

Reji's message was simple.

-I am not satisfied with your attitudes as apostles-

-I must establish my authority!-

-From now on, the demon race, under my rule as the Demon King, will be a dictatorship!

And the demon race is about supremacy of strength-

-Supremacy of power-

-The stronger the power you demonstrate now, the happier and more helpful it is for me!-

To sum up in one sentence.

Fight seriously, no holding back!

"Sorry my king, I was disrespectful." Hektor immediately apologized.

Indeed, for a warrior, and for a battle, waiting for the other to strike first is a form of disrespect!

'The king is right'

The Great Demon no longer held back, his already reddish-brown skin now seemed to ignite, the muscles swelling, the demon blood within boiling as if on fire.

Centered around Hektor, the environment around the altar was also affected, continuously refracting blood-red images in the air.

They were the wailing mourners, the twisted sufferers.

They were the unwilling dead, the trampled weak.

They were countless, gathered throughout the Great Demon Hektor's life of warring for the demon race, the malice accumulated, the resentment of others collected.

And now, these negative emotions became Hektor's power, became the Great Demon's weapon.

A blossoms of blood showed up on the alter.

"Domain expansion "

"*Malice Bloom*"