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"Did you forget…?"
"…your kind's intelligence is very low."
The angry grandfather's face twisted, while the gentleman's face smirked.
"To think you wish to make me kneel…"
A pause.
Then all eight mouths spoke at once—
"…How amusing."
The air trembled.
The black crystals around them began to vibrate violently.
A suffocating pressure spread through the chamber.
Dantalion's presence surged.
"…Very well."
"But know this—" one of his faces spoke, voice layered and cold, "—you have just given up the chance to acquire the power of all legends that have ever existed in your world."
As his words fell, a long sword slowly formed in his hand, condensed from dark energy. At the same time, his previously unstable form began to solidify—his body turning more corporeal, more real.
A notification rang out.
[ 25th Great Demon Dantalion has partially incarnated on the surface ]
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It wasn't just Alan who saw it.
It was a world message.
Across the entire server, every player paused.
"…Dantalion?"
"…A Great Demon?"
Confusion spread instantly.
On the player forums, discussions exploded within seconds.
Top-ranked players went silent the moment they saw the name.
Because they knew.
They had encountered traces, ruins, and records of Great Demons before.
And they understood one thing clearly—
Even the lowest-ranked among them were monsters beyond normal comprehension.
And this—
The 25th-ranked Great Demon—
Even if it was only a partial incarnation…
It was not something players could deal with.
Not yet.
"…Who triggered this?"
"…Where is it?"
"No location?"
"Is someone insane enough to fight that thing?"
Panic.
Curiosity.
Excitement.
The entire server was thrown into chaos.
World Chat exploded.
"Who triggered that?!"
"Where is this happening?!"
"Is this a hidden event?"
"Dantalion…? Is it an World Boss?"
Threads flooded the player forums within seconds.
One post quickly rose to the top.
[About the Great Demons – Read Before You Panic]
A well-known high-rank player began explaining:
"There are 32 Demon Rulers in Hell."
"They are ranked from 1st to 32nd based on power."
"Each one is on a completely different level."
"If this is the 25th-ranked Dantalion…"
A short pause in the post.
" We are doomed"
"…as even the weakest among the Great Demons are considered Super World Boss-level entities."
The replies exploded under it.
"World Boss?! Are you serious?!"
"Then what about the top 10…?"
Another expert replied:
"You don't understand."
"World Boss is just the minimum classification."
"Great Demons aren't meant to be fought by normal players."
"They are raid-level disasters."
"Even a partial incarnation is enough to wipe out entire guilds."
More comments followed.
"So whoever triggered it…"
"…is dead for sure."
"Yeah, no way they survive that."
"Unless it's some hidden NPC event."
"Or a top-ranked guild leader."
Another post appeared.
[We need the location NOW]
"If we can find where it spawned, we can form a raid."
"Hundreds of players. Maybe thousands."
"If it's really a Great Demon, the rewards will be insane."
"Unique items, legendary materials, hidden classes…"
Replies poured in instantly.
"Yeah, share the location!"
"Stop hiding it!"
"Don't be selfish!"
"Even if you triggered it, you can't solo it anyway!"
"Call everyone—we'll take it down together!"
Some were already organizing.
"Guild leaders, gather your members."
"Prepare raid formations."
"Healers, tanks, DPS—we might only get one chance."
"The one who lands the final hit might get everything."
Greed began to mix with fear.
Excitement turned into urgency.
But—
No matter how much they searched—
No one could find the location.
—
Back in the cave—
None of that noise reached Alan.
For him—
There was only silence.
Only the heavy presence in front of him.
Dantalion.
The black crystals trembled slightly as the demon adjusted his grip on the sword.
A faint, distorted smile appeared across several of his faces.
"I can already imagine you being a worthless being under me"
Alan didn't respond.
His focus remained completely on the enemy in front of him.
Dantalion's eyes narrowed slightly.
" I hope you can maintain the same arrogance while being under my foot"
He raised his sword slightly.
Alan took a small step forward.
His stance lowered.
Iyargut tilted slightly, ready.
His expression remained calm.
"…Talk less."
A faint smile appeared.
"…Fight more."
Dantalion moved first. His body disappeared and the ground behind him shattered. Alan reacted immediately and blocked a strike coming from his left.
Clang—!
The impact pushed him back a few meters, cracking the ground under his feet.
Dantalion spoke from all directions, "Not bad."
Alan didn't reply. He stepped forward and attacked.
A red streak cut through the air as Iyargut aimed at Dantalion's torso.
Clang—!
Dantalion blocked it easily.
Alan continued attacking without stopping.
Clang.Clang.Clang.
Each strike came faster than the last. Dantalion blocked all of them, but his expression slowly became more serious.
"…Your strength is not normal."
Alan stepped closer.
"Madra war Dance."
His movements became smoother and harder to predict.
He attacked from the right—
Clang.
Then shifted and attacked from below—
Clang.
Then thrust toward the chest—
Clang.
Dantalion blocked everything, but he was pushed back slightly. The ground beneath him cracked.
"…Interesting."
His aura suddenly expanded.
BOOM—!
A wave of dark energy forced Alan back a few steps. The air in the chamber became heavier.
Dantalion raised his sword. Dark energy gathered around it.
"…Death Sword Art: Ruin Slash."
He swung.
A large arc of black energy rushed toward Alan, tearing the ground as it moved.
Alan stepped forward instead of dodging.
"Madra Swordsmanship."
His blade glowed red and white as he attacked.
BOOM—!
The two attacks collided. They pushed against each other for a moment before exploding.
The chamber shook. Crystals shattered. The ground split apart.
Both were pushed back.
Alan slid across the ground before stopping.
Dantalion landed steadily without moving much.
A small crack appeared on his blade.
He laughed lightly.
"…Good."
All his faces looked at Alan.
"For a mere human, you are strong."
His aura grew stronger again. The entire chamber started shaking.
Alan adjusted his grip on Iyargut.
"…Now it's getting interesting."
Both of them moved forward at the same time.