The heart of the whirling demonic world.

Disastrously, somewhere between the thrones full of majesty and elegance, Gene, the demon of the other world, slightly opened his closed eyes.

A corner of the Demon King class who had refrained beside him from that change reacted and drowned his head instantly.

"… something seems to have gotten mixed up in this world"

"You're right. I also thought about the Father, the visitor from the world where the Creator God lives, which is apparently a separate word.... I thought maybe they deserved to be called 'invaders'."

To Gene's words, the Demon King nods back in a kneeling position and begins to delve further into the story.

Nanica, who this time got into this world, didn't seem to be the ones to welcome, at least from their demonic tribe.

Jean sighed one, adding a new pawn among the pawns he was spreading on the plate, laughing niggly as he watched it.

"I wondered what it was because I was killed for countless pieces of my body, but, yeah, invaders. So, the invader, you realize, for the record, that I'm one of the pillars of this world, right? I can expect this. Apparently, it's not just an idiot over there."

"............ oh my god. Did you kill your body?

minute body demon god.

It is, in other words, a demon god puppet spanning thousands of bodies, one by one a U.N. crowd that is nothing more than a puppet.

But if you care about it, you can also receive a magic supply from the main unit and defend yourself, which is also a little excessive force to unleash into the world.

He said that the invader had killed one of the demon gods of his body for that matter.

This didn't have to be a big deal for Gene himself, but it was surprising enough from him, the Demon King.

I don't suppose anyone like him can help it.

"Are you so surprised? From what I can tell, one toy just broke. [M] More than that, I want to look for one of the bodies I'm desperately covering up, and recognize it as something that's important to this world, not as a force that can defeat my body."

With that said, I look at the pawn on the board looking interesting, and pay attention to the 'invader' movement I have installed on the board now.

But while the expression was somewhere pleasant, it was a combination of the unknown cruelty of the demon god, backed by his usual innocence.

"But that's all you can appreciate. They,... No, you invaders have already made three mistakes. Do you understand?"

The demon god speaks as he looks at those who roll in front of the throne, ahead of the demon king's refrain.

─ ─ ─ First of all, the first mistake, that you recklessly challenged the battle knowing I was a demon.

If you do this, you will naturally get caught up in the main unit, and if the invasion was really intended, the benefits of exposing yourself and forcing your body down would have been dim, right?

It's possible that I was under the illusion that my body was the main body in the first place, but in that case, my ratings would be even lower.

─ ─ ─ One more thing, even though this world is a separate world created by my father, is that you obviously failed to investigate it beforehand.

You guys, come on, you're fighting pretty well.

I expected it because it was a peeping behavior that I guess I was in quite a position over there, but I just can't let you not know about my skills.

The people of this world are equipped with three powers: vocational level, skills, and magic.

Naturally, I am equipped with the right powers to fight it.

But so far, it's not fatal.

It was the next one that was really deadly.

─ ─ ─ The last thing I did was insult my power, which is the root evil for this world, or the demon god (...).

If there is light in any world, there is a shadow.

In the meantime, being recognized as a root evil means nothing more than having half the power of that world.

You can't just try me like that for free, can you?

"So this is what happens. Do you understand?

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Between the demon gods and the demon kings there was the figure of the wretched invaders, who filled their flesh with holes and stretched out on the floor.

No, he would still be better off if he were to be filled with holes.

Because one of the invaders was already a hell of a picture of both hands and feet, neck and torso split apart and still kept alive by strange force.

"Ha! I have no idea what you're talking about. But the brave men who challenged me didn't scream like that, did they?... and yes! Just fine, I'll use you guys as my experimental bench today and ask that brain directly about your general purpose and your knowledge of the other world. Right,... should I start with you?

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"It's okay, it's okay. Don't worry.... because I don't think I'm going to die until my interests are exhausted. Well, let's have fun at best."

The demon god Gene had a dark grin as he moved the pawns on the board, delighting in the struggle between his body, which was scattered all over the world, and the invaders who had not yet caught him.