“Jupiter…” Gi-Gyu whispered. His eyes turned gray, and a blank look appeared on his face.

Asmosdeus’s eyes widened. He mumbled, “What is this energy…?”

Asmodeus still hadn’t completely possessed his host body; when he felt the sharp energy from Gi-Gyu, the host body began shivering. No, perhaps “sharp” didn’t describe it adequately. The power felt like a never-ending water body with a colossal typhoon in the middle, sucking in everything around it.

“Lucifer?” Anxious, Asmodeus called out the forgotten name rather than attacking Gi-Gyu. He was here to capture the king that he had betrayed in his past life.

But…

“No, you aren’t Lucifer. Then who…?”

The plaything he had been enjoying had suddenly changed into something entirely different. Gi-Gyu’s outer appearance remained the same, but the creature before him had a completely different energy. Asmodeus, a hell king, could tell that this creature wasn’t Gi-Gyu.

“What does it matter who I am?” A wide, almost comical, grin appeared on Gi-Gyu’s face.

Asmodeus was still busy trying to figure out what was happening.

Gi-Gyu whispered, “After all, you’re going to die,...