DEMON LORDS

Unworthy

"Die you jerk! my punch will kill you soon!!"

"Thank you for this trashy!"

"Look at that ugly face, hahaha!!!"

The twelfth floor underground, Zovarein did not even expect that there were twelve underground floors that belonged to this slave trade.

And each floor was so vast, there were about millions of creatures on each floor with different races and strengths and qualities.

unlike the second floor which contained a collection of beautiful girls, the twelfth floor contained muscular men with the equivalent strength of a level 3-5 Magician, Knights level 4-6 and Gold Core realm cultivators - Diamond Core.

There are actually many others, but the above three are the most powerful forces of all types of work.

And now there are thousands of them who are besieging Avelian, and beating him with only physical force to torture him.

*bom!!

Avelian slammed hard into the ground...

"Sir, can this creature not die?" An elf man approached Zovarein and asked in astonishment.

"Ah.. So you want to kill him? why not say it from earlier." Zovarein sighed.

He flicked his finger and immediately a red light shot out from Avelian's body, it was extremely glowing and filled with a holy aura along with the aura of death, everyone who saw it could not stop to clatter in awe.

"Master, that?" The man asked while pointing at the round-shaped light that floated above Avelian's body.

"Only an ordinary barrier, it allowed his soul to remain on that body even though his body became a small piece, meaning he was temporarily immortal"

"But since I picked him up, he'll be dead soon." Zovarein.

Everyone's eyes suddenly twinkled, they stared at Avelian's helpless body ferociously.

"Let's take the lottery, who has the right to kill him?" A burly man of the Dwarf race spoke.

"Right, we have to vote for it!" The others answered without hesitation.

*Blushh!!

Everyone was astonished, Avelian's body turned into shards and was thrown to all sides, where Avelian's body was, standing a slender youth with a disheveled face.

"For what to give such honor to such trash, you guys are too kind."

He was a demon, his face was full of anger because he had not been part of beating Avelian.

"Right, he didn't deserve it, either" Someone confirmed the young man's words.

"Yes, I just remembered that he actually killed my family so tragically, such an honor was not worthy of him. Someone at the end of the line added.

While Zovarein who heard their talk could only shake his head, he realized that the nature of the Devil would not fade even if he was affected by humans.

"All of you.."

Everyone stared at Zovarein, in the young man's hand was a transparent black sphere with red stripes moving in it.

"Indeed he did not deserve that honor, nor did he deserve to receive his next life.."

*ctass!!

It broke! everyone knew what the young man had just solved, and they all took a deep breath in surprise.

"That's it, the essence of the trash you killed just now, there's no need to worry about him doing the same thing in the next life because that's never going to happen" Zovarein smiled.

Because the only thing that can take or destroy the Core of a person is a Living Being with the power of a Holy/Darkness level Witch, all neatly recorded in the book titled world power that is often read by the crowd.

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...DEVIL'S KING OF TYRANY...

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Two days later a large grass was installed...

"The slave trade is collapsing?" Ameth couldn't help but frown, knowing that the business would be destroyed, but it wouldn't be this fast.

"Right lady, all the creatures there had been freed from the slave seal, and the entire basement had collapsed, as a result of which some of the surface housing had been destroyed. The most astonishing thing was, Young Master was the only victim of the incident." Said the messenger while trembling, the paper he was holding was also almost detached from his hand.

"Huft.that's why I told him to come back and stop that stupid business, too stubborn.." Ameth looked at the sky.

"I don't even know who gave birth to her yet, and she died first? well that's also not my responsibility as a nanny.."

"Where is the mastermind of the destruction?" Ameth asked.

"Nobody knows who did this Miss, not even the trace or the existence, all vanished as if it were all natural, the description we got from the slaves is just, purple eyes lit up.." The reply.

"Ohh.. Your majesty is indeed great, her traces are not even left behind despite a small aura.." Ameth murmuring..

"Miss?.."

"We're back.." Ameth went from there to the chariot.

"Good.."

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(A few days later.).

"What about your investigation in another kingdom?" Zovarein asked indifferently, this black-haired young man was now flipping through an obsolete book, in the eyes of others it was just a meaningless book, but the young man had some privileges.

"Actually I just returned from the kingdom of Aizel, where I found a fragment by accident, but to collect this one requires at least my full strength in the past," Shin said with a little regret, he felt that he was less useful now.

"Tomorrow I'll take it myself, for now you better rest your body!" Zovarein kept the obsolete book in his hand in dimensional storage.

"Good!" Shin fused with the darkness.

"Well, how are you and Mom? I even almost forgot those two weird demons, yet they were quite attractive as well."

Now that Zovarein is in a special room prepared by Ameth for Zovarein to occupy, he does so before being asked to make Zovarein feel strange about the woman.

"Forgot that useless thing, now that I should be walking around as usual, it just so happens that there are a lot of humans coming out in the morning." The young man immediately put on his black robe and covered part of his head with a head covering.

He left the room after leaving a magic letter on his desk.

He did not pass through the front door to leave, he used melee teleportation magic that was easy enough to use by him, with 3% of his strength remaining.

In his shadow as usual there is a Shin who is loyal to take care of his Master if he receives trouble, although in fact he very rarely accepts problems in this place.

"Hey look, the commoner's back in sight,"

"Iuwhh, it's disgusting why he can still be in this region,"

"That shabby cloak, really the hallmark of a beggar, looks like he'll be looking for a place to beg around here haha..."

"You're right, but this is weird, how do you get in?"