The sheer number of Voracious Ghouls was simply staggering. There were so many of them that it was overwhelming. It was no exaggeration to say that the entire capital city of the Seventh Domain, the City of Vengeance, was now teeming with them. There were at least more than a hundred thousand—no, their numbers could easily exceed five hundred thousand. Because of this, the City of Vengeance had instantly turned into a warzone. “I-It’s the Voracious Ghouls!” The Seventh Domain’s residents had no choice but to take up arms regardless of whether they were men, women, or children. [A resident of the Sixth Domain of the Demon Realm.] [These creatures cannot be considered intelligent lifeforms, as they are only driven by their insatiable hunger.] [They are feared and repulsed even among demons, as they lay waste everywhere they go.] [Only the Demon Lord of Gluttony, Sidon, can control them.] The battle, which seemed nearly over, was now entering a second phase. It was a new war against another domain. “D-Damn it! There’s too many of them!” Siegfried cursed under his breath as he cut down the Voracious Ghouls one after another. No matter how many he struck down, he was still surrounded by scenes of cannibalism. The demons of the Seventh Domain fared somewhat better, thanks to uniting under Metatron’s banner, but the demons of the Fifth Domain met a completely different fate. “Just... kill me...!” “D-Don’t come near me!” What did being eaten alive feel like? The demons of the Fifth Domain found out the answer to that question firsthand, as they were ambushed by swarms of Voracious Ghouls and had their flesh chewed off while they were still alive. It was truly a horrific way to die. “You bastards dare to rampage in my lands?!” Metatron roared in fury. He brandished the Avenger and swung wildly, striking down one ghoul after another. The Seventh Domain was his territory, so he couldn’t forgive the Voracious Ghouls for invading his lands. “I will slaughter every single one of you!” As if living up to his title as a demon lord, Metatron effortlessly cleaved through the ghouls, showcasing his overwhelming strength. No matter how many there were, they were nothing before his sword. ‘That guy’s all grown up now,’ Siegfried thought with a smirk while watching Metatron fight, thinking he was truly worthy of his title now. Metatron was not the only one showcasing their newfound strength. “You filthy bastards! Do you even know whose turf this is?!” Chaos rampaged across the battlefield. The once-weak demon ascended into a top-tier demon when Metatron ascended to the throne, and he unleashed all of his frustration pent-up over the years at the ghouls, tearing them apart in a brutal massacre. For the first time in a long while, Chaos was fighting to his heart’s content. But their dominance did not last long... “Grrah!” Check latest chapters at Nove1Fire.net The horde of Voracious Ghouls that swarmed the City of Vengeance like a bunch of mindless Zerglings suddenly began falling back. ‘Something’s coming,’ Siegfried’s instincts flared. He tightened his grip on his +16 Vanquisher’s Grasp after sensing it. A powerful presence, one so monstrous that his skin prickled. And his instincts were correct.. A massive lump of flesh waddled forward, its steps resembling that of a duck. The thing stood at roughly two meters in height, but it was not just tall. It stretched sideways at least two and a half meters, its fats jiggling whenever it took a step. Aside from that, its head was grotesquely huge, and the fats surrounding it made it look like it was wearing a helmet. But the thing that stood out the most about it was its face. Its expression embodied gluttony itself. [Demon Lord of Gluttony: Sidon] [The ruler of the Sixth Domain of the Demon Realm.] [A being that had been consumed by its own gluttony. He became gluttony itself.] [His insatiable hunger reigns supreme among his desires, and he is able to devour anything.] [Affiliation: Sixth Domain of the Demon Realm] [Class: Devourer Lord] “Pfffff! Chomp! Chomp!” Finally revealing himself, Sidon looked around the battlefield with his pig-like eyes. “Who the hell are you?” Siegfried asked curtly. “I can smell tasty things here! Chomp!” Sidon said, his lips curling into a wide, repulsive grin. “You! All of you! I will eat every single one of you! Chomp! Chomp!” “Ah, so you saw the chaos and thought you might as well scavenge for a free meal?” Siegfried said with a smirk. “Tsk... Not only are you greedy, but you’re also an opportunistic bastard? I fucking hate shitheads like you,” Siegfried said icily. With an explosive burst of speed, he charged straight for the Demon Lord of Gluttony, Sidon. “Your Majesty! That guy is dangerous—” Metatron’s eyes widened in shock as he saw Siegfried charging straight at Sidon. “You focus on those ghouls! You have to look after your own people!” Siegfried shouted back at him. “I’ll take care of things here! Don’t worry!” Metatron trembled at the surge of emotion that swept through him, as Siegfried’s words struck him to the core. He was absolutely right. ‘Yes, I am the Demon Lord of Vengeance. The demons of my domain... I have to protect them.’ With renewed resolve, Metatron rushed toward his people. “I will kill anyone who dares to defile my lands! Follow me, my loyal demons!” Metatron rallied his soldiers. “Slaughter them all!” Under Metatron’s command, the Seventh Domain’s forces clashed fiercely against the horde of Voracious Ghouls. Meanwhile, Siegfried rushed toward Sidon, thinking that this was the perfect opportunity to test himself. A battle between a newly crowned demon lord and an established one. In this battle, Siegfried could measure just how much stronger he had become. ‘First things first.. I’m gonna beat the living shit out of this bastard,’ Siegfried thought. Closing the distance, he swung his +16 Vanquisher’s Grasp downward with all of his strength. The moment his weapon struck Sidon— Siegfried bounced back hard and was sent crashing to the ground. Sidon’s head had absorbed the impact like a rubber ball, completely negating Siegfried’s attack. Rather than taking damage, his body simply bounced the +16 Vanquisher’s Grasp away. “Tsk...” Siegfried clicked his tongue in frustration. Then, he wiped away the blood on his lips and pushed himself up to his feet. He could feel his palm, still gripping the +16 Vanquisher’s Grasp, throbbing with pain. It was as if his palms had been torn open, and the pain spread all the way down to his guts as if the recoil had bruised it. “What the hell is this freak...?” Siegfried grumbled. “It’s feeding time! Chomp! Chomp!” Sidon exclaimed and suddenly launched himself forward. Despite his massive size, he shot toward Siegfried at terrifying speeds reminiscent of a cannonball. Siegfried instinctively transformed his +16 Vanquisher’s Grasp into a shield. Despite his bloated frame, Sidon shot forward like a bullet. The moment Sidon body-slammed the +16 Vanquisher’s Grasp... Siegfried was sent flying hundreds of meters, crashing through a perfectly intact mansion. The crash was so devastating that the entire mansion crumbled, burying him in its rubble. ‘W-What the hell was that...?’ The sheer impact of Sidon’s bodyslam attack was so overwhelming that Siegfried did not even have time to assess the damage he had taken. It felt as if he had taken a direct hit from a cannonball. However, there was no time to sit around in shock... Sidon launched himself once again, bouncing like a rubber ball and hurtling straight toward Siegfried. “Chomp! I’m gonna eat you, baby demon king! You must be soft and tender!”Sidon exclaimed with a grin. “You crazy bastard!” Siegfried gnashed his teeth as he crawled out of the rubble. ‘I guess a demon lord isn’t just some honorary title,’ he thought. This battle was far different from his previous encounter against a demon lord. Dantalion had been a perfect mismatch against Siegfried, which allowed him to toy with the Demon Lord of Deception. But Sidon was a whole different story... This time, Siegfried was the one at a disadvantage. Sidon seemed to possess almost full immunity against physical attacks, making him an absolute nightmare for Siegfried, whose entire fighting style relied on raw physical damage. Sidon spread his thick, fat legs and dropped straight down toward Siegfried. It was obvious he was trying to crush him with that massive backside of his. ‘Like hell I’m gonna let you!’ Siegfried hurriedly transformed his +16 Vanquisher’s Grasp from a shield into a spear. Then, he pulled his body back and unleashed Lightning, a secret technique he had learned from the Weapon Master, Shakiro. The +16 Vanquisher’s Grasp pierced Sidon’s backside and emerged from his lower back, but... Sidon was grinning from ear to ear even with a spear lodge deep in his ass. Not a single trace of pain could be seen on his—no, more accurately, his hunger overwhelmed any sensation of pain he felt. His overwhelming craving to devour Siegfried was so intense that it completely numbed any pain. Thick, white liquid dripped from Sidon’s mouth as he stared at Siegfried. “Lively little baby demon lord! Juicy little baby demon lord! I’m going to eat you!” Sidon opened his mouth. What was once just a slightly larger than normal mouth suddenly expanded to several meters wide as Sidon lunged at Siegfried, intending to swallow him whole. Meanwhile, on top of the castle’s roof... “Hohoho! That brat sure ran into the worst possible opponent!” Baal chuckled as he watched the battle between Siegfried and Sidon. As expected of a Demon King, he immediately recognized that Sidon was the complete counter for Siegfried’s fighting style. “He might actually die with a matchup that bad. Hohoho! I guess I should step in and save him at just the right moment... Who knows? Maybe he’d agree to become my son-in-law then!” Just as Baal was indulging in his happy little fantasy— “That would not be necessary,” Michael cut in. “Hm? What do you mean by that?” “He will struggle a bit, but he definitely won’t be losing this fight.” “Do you really think so?” “But isn’t that matchup absolutely terrible for him? As you know very well, Sidon is practically immune to physical attacks. Even the veteran demon lords avoid fighting him, and the only way to take him down is through magic spells, like Dantalion.” “Even so, Siegfried will win this fight.” Michael’s faith in Siegfried was so unwavering that Baal couldn’t help but narrow his eyes. “And why do you think that?” He was not dismissing Michael’s opinion. He knew that Michael, the former Chief Archangel, had a reason for saying this, as his eye was just as good as Baal’s. “Because he always finds the answer...” “Hm? What do you mean by that?” “No matter how dire the situation is, no matter how bad the matchup is, he has always found a way through them and won. I believe this fight won’t be an exception. If he had been the type to crumble just because of a bad mismatch, then he wouldn't have made it this far to begin with. “He has something that most do not have—an indomitable spirit. His resilience will simply never allow him to give up that easily.” “Oho!” Baal exclaimed in delight after hearing Michael’s explanation. Hearing the former Chief Archangel's high praises for the young demon lord he had his eye on as his successor made him all the more excited at the idea of it. “Good! Excellent! I’ll take your word for it!” With that, Baal turned his attention back to the fight. Badump! Badump! Badump! For the first time in ages, his heart was pounding with excitement. This one-on-one battle between Siegfried and Sidon was far too thrilling to look even a split second away from. Siegfried’s face paled the moment he saw Sidon’s enormous mouth clamp down on him. However, there was no way he was going down without a fight. Instead of resisting, Siegfried let go of his +16 Vanquisher’s Grasp and thrust his right hand forward, straight toward Sidon’s gaping mouth. At the same time, he tapped into the energy stored within his mana hall. It was the radioactive energy of the First Black Dragon, Inkarthus. A thick green gas spewed forward like a pressurized blast from a gas gun, straight into Sidon’s gaping mouth.