Draco showed a cruel expression, madness flashing in his eyes. He turned to the Demon Gods behind him and folded his arms behind his back imperiously. He stared each of them down as if seeing them for the first time before smirking.
"You fake Demon Gods dare to hinder this Demon Progenitor's path?"
The Demon Gods were irritated by his words, and one of them couldn't help but bite the bait. "What do you mean fake? How dare you! To us, you are closer to a fake!"
Draco screeched with annoying, arrogant laughter that would make even the calmest person furious.
"You lot? Ha! Can't you see it? Sense it? The fact that my Demonic Power is far purer than any of you knock-offs?! That I have a localized Hell within my body? That my talent when absorbing Demon Energy is higher than even the best among you?"
