Chapter 97: The Dungeon Of Alarakxys (2)
"There's nothing to prove." Beelzebub calmly whispered, yet everyone heard him.
It was true that he was curious about the race or organization that owned the dungeon, but it wasn't like he planned to join them or work to prove himself to them.
People dear to him knew his worth.
And after a thousand years, he would only prove to them that he was talented enough to breach the gap and catch up to the peak of the world — if that was needed.
Gloria crossed her arms and scoffed. "Another overconfident opponent. It's the best to surprise those… though I don't think that will be the case here."
"Indeed." Beelzebub nodded.
