DEMON LORDS

The Gaios IV Family

"No-nona Ameth!.. Family Head please wait a moment!..." Nect swept from a distance.

But Ameth did not care about it and continued to ignore it, he continued to walk down the hallway of the residence towards the main Hall in rapid footwork.

"Family Head!!" Shouted Nect once more.

This time Ameth stopped walking and looked back, the sweat-filled Nect and his pale-looking face were trying to chase after Ameth with his breathless breathing.

Quite alarming but Ameth did not feel sorry for him and instead felt angry, the parents behind him had made his Master angry and he was affected.

If he could, he wanted to smash Nect in the face, but he was still an elder who did not know who his master was, so he gave him a little chance.

Nect was finally able to catch up and was currently breathing slowly seven times in front of Ameth.

"What?!.." Asked Ameth indifferently.

Nect shuddered but he still tried to be as calm as possible, because dealing with an angry woman was obviously very difficult.

"Young man just now..."

"Heels!!" Ameth snapped off Nect's speech.

"Ba-good!!.. He who was in your workroom earlier, if he really was the Demon King Tira.."

"Sure! he is my Master and I clearly know him, do you doubt the power of my blood?" Ameth once again cut off Nect's words with a look of annoyance.

"So.."

"If you have made sure not to ask again, just follow his orders and do not argue!" Ameth then turned and walked again.

While the slightly hesitant Nect Gaios was following Ameth from behind, he himself did not understand why his mind had always rejected the fact that the young man he had brought into the working space was a Tyrannical Demon King.

But the decision of the head of the family was absolute, the ancestral blood always directed the owner to the master, so there was no reason for Ameth to lie to him.

"Zovarein Thorias.so if he is indeed the Tyrannical Demon King, who is Vencer Arsias?"

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The Main Hall, after two hours had passed, was now filled with all the life in Gaios's house.

If you look from the outside then this residence will look empty like there is no one in it, everyone is really gathered in this Hall.

Right at the end of the room in the middle there are two large chairs, but the one next to it looks smaller than the one in the middle.

Ameth entered the room.

All attention was on him and everyone welcomed his presence, but there was something a little strange in their eyes.

Before Ameth stood a black-robed young man, Ameth seemed to follow the young man towards the two large chairs at the end of the room.

?!!

To everyone's surprise, Ameth sat in a chair that looked smaller than the middle one, while the young man sat in the largest seat in the middle.

No one spoke all into silence, what did that mean? why is the head of the family not sitting in the main seat? who is that brash young man?

Many questions and taunts came to their minds but were not shown outside, the higher-ups who were in the meeting room earlier also looked confused.

Some of them were furious and wanted to take down the young man, but upon recalling the strength the young man had, their guts shrieked.

"Well, since all this rubbish has gathered, we shall begin the meeting"

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...THE DEVIL KING OF TYRANY...

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"What do you mean, you son of a bitch!"

"Get down from that chair! you are not worthy at all!"

"What did you do to Miss Ameth!!"

Many people immediately shouted and called for their ridicule when Zovarein said they were trash.

Of course they did not accept it, and again why did the head of the family not stop the young man? many of them have the same thoughts.

"The Devil does not know himself..." Ameth wanted to explode out of anger.

But he still held back because Zovarein had not said anything to him, he glanced at all his family members with a murderous gaze as if he wanted to eat them alive.

"..Amethyst.."

?!!

Ameth glanced at Zovarein as his name was called.

".. Discipline your stupid family..." His orders with a calm and flat face.

"..Aye!.." Reply Ameth stood up from his chair then knelt down on Zovarein and immediately stared full of killing aura at everyone in the room.

!!

As soon as everyone fell silent, the killing gazes from Ameth rendered them completely helpless, Ameth's kneeling position also left them astonished.

Only Nect was the one who did not speak from earlier and remained silent without expressing his ridicule.

"Who spoke first?!" Ameth asked with a cold gaze tracing through everyone in the hall.

No one confessed and of course no one dared, but a young man who looked 18 years old outside came forward looking seriously at Ameth.

"I was the first..."

*BLASH!!!

The young man became a blood mist, everyone was astonished and anyone could not believe what had just happened.

Ameth killed his own son? just because his son first uttered his ridicule? Anyone in the room understood how cruel Ameth was but no one had seen how cruel he really was.

Only because a young Ameth killed his own son.

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*SWUSHH!!

This time everyone was unable to turn their eyes in any other direction other than the lump of flesh that floated before Zovarein.

From cells, organs, bones, flesh, then skin.

The body of the slain Son of Ameth had just been re-formed from his Old Core and came back to life like it had never been a blood mist before.

Strangely, he immediately prostrated before Zovarein with a beaming face.

"Your Majesty!... Servant Coudia Gaios congratulates you on your resurrection!" Her speech.

"Mm.. Then are you still going to kill me?" Zovarein asked jokingly.

"The servant is not worthy! please give the death penalty for the words that I said before!" Reply seriously.

"You've already died once and it has awakened you as well as the punishment for your stupidity, back in your seat!"

"Good!"

Coudia got up with her head still down and walked towards her seat and sat quietly there as if nothing had happened before.

This opposite reaction clearly made everyone even more astonished, The Magic That Turned On the Dead? Her Majesty? Sassy? The resurrection?

All people wanted to ask but still did not dare to make a sound.

This over-awakened reaction was experienced by everyone not least by Nect, he knew that Coudia was the one who admired the founding ancestor, the Tyrannical Demon King Vencer Arsias of all his brothers the most.

Yet he had just called the young man His Majesty? where did this 1466-year-old Devil know?