The Demon King annihilated the undead with a hand motion containing black horsepower. Even considering that my father had destroyed all of the entities that looked strong ahead of him, it was still a powerful force.

"Ohhh, our God! Blessing!" 

"Blessing!”

Despite the attack of the Demon King, the trembling fanatics who worshiped the Demon King still knelt down and prayed. They showed a very disgusting attitude, shouting as if they would be comfortable in the future if they died at the hands of the Demon King, and rejoicing as if the Demon King's attacks were blessings.

"You didn't say anything like this! Save me!"

"Damn it! We should have dominated the world!"

On the other hand, the high-ranking ones began to beg for help or run away.

Such a blatant sight even made me happy. They had to show such a reaction when being betrayed, otherwise, it wouldn’t feel worthwhile.

"Argh!"

"God!"

"Save me!"

The Demon King gave an equal death regardless of if they were fanatics praying to her to receive her blessing or those who wanted to use her.

"Youngest, you said this is a mess you made?"

Looking at the fall of the Demon King worshipping...