The divine power that came from above the clouds made countless Demon race members prostrate themselves on the ground. Its ripples made the Priest Temple that had endured countless years of hardship rumble with noise, as if the entire place was about to come crashing down.0

But this dangerous environment wasn't what the people inside were worried about at all. Instead, the Monster Lord’s words continued to echo in their minds.0

The one he's fighting isn’t the Lord of Slaughter? Then who is it?0

After all, the Monster Lord had once been the Lord of Slaughter’s subordinate. He had long been scheming to seize the throne. His research into the Lord of Slaughter was more thorough than anyone else’s. Now that they were going all out against each other, they naturally wouldn’t hold anything back, making it easy to detect any abnormalities.0

Salamay’s eyes lit up.0

So that bastard wasn’t my fat...0