Seeing Duke Barbatos rolling on the floor, they could do nothing. They were in a dilemma. They wanted to help their boss, but on the other hand, they still wanted to participate in the event.
Slowly, Duke Barbatos began to vanish. Some parts of his body had already teleported to his dungeon. He could only struggle.
"What are you guys doing? Help me! Don't just stand there!"
Even though the duke ordered them, his men just stood still. Even Baron Loke, the demon he trusted the most, just watched himself writhing on the floor.
"Baron Loke! Baron Loke!"
Finally, the right-hand man's name was called out by Duke Barbatos. The other demons looked at Baron Loke, hoping that demon would do something.
Realizing that he was being waited on, Baron Loke visibly trembled. Not out of fear, but out of annoyance. Duke Barbatos was disqualified due to his own mistake and had to drag someone else.
Baron Loke sighed. The skinny demon needed to prepare himself.
