"There are only a few Demon Princes in the abyss. Which one are you?"
Garen's tone was much more serious as he asked politely.
"You?"
a mere demigod doesn't even have basic respect for a demon prince of the abyss? "
Since garen did not use any form of respect, the Demon Prince, who had been gentle just a moment ago, suddenly spoke in a cold and twisted voice.
These chaotic and evil guys were the most difficult existences to get along with in all the planes and worlds.
Garen's eyes focused, and he said in a low voice, " "If you were the Dragon God of my race, out of respect for the God of my race, I can treat you with respect."
Pausing for a while, the silver dragon's eyes were sharp. but you're not the Dragon God. You're just a demon from the abyss.
The unknown prince of demons was silent for a while, and then he chuckled like he was flipping a book.
"As expected of the Dragon of Time, the ruler of the Royal Court."
