"Given the situation I've understood, you either killed all the demons in the western region or sent them into your secret realm," Narazar narrowed his eyes and his lips parted into a smile. "So you want to become a Warlord, eh?"
"You are already a warlord, so why are you interfering here?" Aleron frowned, suppressing his killing intent. This Demon Lord had the blackest skull mark he had seen so far, indicating a huge amount of suffering to innocents.
'How many he has killed and despaired so far? Damned demon!' Aleron wanted to kill him, but he had no power to do it right now.
"Why am I interfering? Do you even know what is Cosmic Ascension Competition and how brutal it is? Well, you wouldn't know since you have yet to earn the warlord title," Narazar said before he snorted. "Humph, If it wasn't because of Elysia, I would've conquered this world two hundred years ago. But now that she has washed off her hands from this, I am going to get this world under me."
