'King Loewe' twitched his mouth as he saw Lyon coming straight at him with his iconic smirk. Not even the appearance of his current form manage to stroke a streak of fear to the youth. Normally a mortal would back down by now, especially since the gap in their cultivation level was undeniably large.
(That damn bastard got one hell of a descendant) thought the ancient demon.
(My reputation is already ruined, so make sure you kill him) said the true King Loewe.
(Hmm? What do you mean?)
(Look at our surroundings! The onlookers! My people! They finally knew the truth, they knew that I had a dev—)
(Cut your crap! None of that matters if you're dead! We can always rebuild a kingdom! After all, mortals are scared of greater power, it's not hard to build a kingdom).
(Tch!).
(Don't worry Loewe, after I got my full power back, conquering worlds would be nothing insignificant).
The body's true owner turned silent before 'King Loewe' crossed his arms at the incoming opponent.
