The dark aura from the summoning altar spread throughout the hall, thick with the remnants of magic. The air was still hot, but now it was mixed with rumors that crept like whispering snakes.The lower level demons who had witnessed the ritual's majesty now whispered among themselves, their diverse eyes, from fiery red to pitch black, fixed on a single point: the regal figure standing at the center of the altar.The rumbling whispers sounded faint at first, a collection of indistinct murmurs from every corner. They watched as the corpse of the previous demon king vanished without a trace, fully absorbed as a condition for summoning the new Demon King.The purplish-black fog from the ritual began to thin, revealing his true form, still laughing where the previous king had lain. The laughter, once used as a shield, now echoed freely in the awkward silence. The rumbling whispers grew clearer, and Elvar could begin to catch their words."Look, that's our new demon king.""Is that really o

A few moments before the beheading of the dissenters.From another corner of the hall, a beautiful demon woman gently bit her nails. Anxiety was clear on her face as the phenomenon of wind and fog swirled around Elvar. Hearing the insults from the demon soldiers opposing the Demon King from another world, her tail, tipped with soft fur, began to flick erratically, occasionally thumping against the stone floor.The demon tried to remain calm and just watch the event unfold. She saw the demon knights begin to approach. The insults about the human body directed at the King grew more intense. All five of the dissenters even uttered harsh words about how disgusting the human form was to their Demon King.As the five dissenting soldiers began to attack while once again shouting insults about the Demon King's human body, the demon woman finally muttered."This has gone too far. Enough."She extended the nail of her index finger, making it as hard and sharp as a sword, then leaped towards the

The sky in the demon territory was never bright. For a long time, dark clouds gathered above, perhaps triggered by a magical aura that made nature reluctant to flourish.No one knew for sure if it was the effect of an ancient curse, or if that was just how the world worked in this demon continent region. The air felt heavy, carrying the faint scent of sulfur even within the magnificent palace corridors.Before Elvar could begin his new activities, which were to start soon after the coronation, his stomach suddenly let out a rather loud growl, rumbling in the brief silence after the ritual. The sound was clearly audible to Valeria, who stood near him.Valeria raised her slender eyebrows slightly, but her expression remained calm. The incident didn't change her initiative. "My Lord, before we begin the tour of the kingdom, let us fill our stomachs first. A meal has been prepared," she said politely, as if she hadn't heard Elvar's stomach just now.The palace inhabited by high-level demo

The journey back across the suspension bridge felt quieter. The sight of the simple demon nests, dark caves, holes in the ground, and tree crevices contrasted sharply with the magnificence of the obsidian palace that now loomed before them again.The new Demon King strode with an upright posture, his robe fluttering lightly in the wind that carried the scent of sulfur from the chasm below. His face remained hidden behind the three-horned red mask, his expression unreadable.Valeria walked slightly behind him, observing the King's back in silence. After the brief tour that revealed the reality of the Blackfix Kingdom, the black-haired adjutant knew that a crucial moment would soon arrive. As soon as they passed the heavy main gate and returned to the dimly lit palace corridors, Valeria stepped forward."My Lord," she said in her usual respectful tone. "After seeing our condition firsthand, perhaps this is the right time for your first official meeting. The Five Pillars are waiting in t

In the vast and magnificent throne room, Elvar sat alone on his large chair. Only two humanoid servants stood silently near the towering exit door, along with several black-armored guards stationed in the corners of the room and outside the door.The residual aura from using the Aura of Destruction skill a while ago began to fade from the air, leaving a heavy silence. Currently, Elvar still felt waves of pain from the skill's backlash, but the intensity was starting to lessen, not as severe as the initial explosion of pain that had tormented him.And right at that moment, I began to realize something important. The immense pain that struck me earlier... was actually fading slowly over time. This was different from the effects of a normal physical injury. If I had really broken bones or torn my muscles, the healing process would surely be much longer.But this 'Burden of Pain,' although it felt incredibly real, seemed to be temporary. It disappeared after some time had passed.As Elva