"Has something damaged his brain?"
"Didn't this idiot know Asmodeus was using him?"
"That ancient devil kept you alive to attract us! Do you think you're a big shot?"
All of a weak person's threats would make people laugh. Richard was the clown who overestimated himself in the eyes of the gods.
That interrupted Asmodeus. He frowned slightly. He turned to look at the Grace mainland Overlord. He seemed to know what was going on and said slowly.
"Human Overlord, you seem to have made a mistake! It's not your turn to speak here."
"A chess piece must have the awareness of a chess piece."
He spoke, and the evil aura he could suppress no longer converged and poured out unscrupulously.
It was like the awakening of an ancient beast, the revival of the abomination's existence in the depths of the abyss, and the roar of a god in the depths of chaos.
