"..." Satan clearly wasn't the type of demon adept at speech.
Even in ancient times, he was known to be cold, merciless, brutal, and bloodthirsty, killing on sight without needless chatter.
These years were no different, endlessly striving to enhance his power without pause.
Now, William was saying these things to him...
Did he take him for a fool?
"William the Obliterator! Are you playing with me?!" Though not given to eloquence, Satan realized that William the Obliterator was toying with him!
With a roar of fury, Satan fiercely thrust his God-slaying Spear towards William's head.
The Demon King Satan's enraged strike with the God-slaying Spear was not to be underestimated, even by high-ranking god-kings.
William simply lifted his eyelid, extended his hand, and caught the spearhead of the God-slaying Spear directly.
The space around William and Satan drastically changed, leaving them in a void, alone.
