Will of Hell manipulated the body of the Archduke of Blood, cheerfully sharing, "You are all quite right."
"The Blood of Contamination doesn't work on me."
"Rather, those bizarre maggots can actually gnaw at me, an existence that is neither spiritual nor material."
"They scared me quite a bit; even though I could have easily wiped them out, fortunately, when those two corpses from the upper realms exploded, they took the maggots with them."
"Otherwise, my plans would have been ruined."
"But after hiding in the blood river for so long, I have finally confirmed that those maggots are truly gone."
"In the end, I am still the winner!"
"Hahaha!"
…
His words were somewhat peculiar.
He was clearly admitting defeat, yet it sounded as if he was boasting about some grand achievement.
Sterl and the gods were not surprised.
