He struggled to climb, looking utterly wretched.
That was Orsaga's current appearance and condition.
At a glance, he even looked a little like a living corpse that had just crawled out of its grave.
And as the bones of his legs gradually grew back, giving him feet again.
He began climbing with both hands and feet, like an enormous gecko.
He gave no thought whatsoever to appearances.
He was completely, utterly crazed.
This only further convinced Komoz that his opponent had lost control entirely.
The Abyss Demon bloodline really does have so many problems...
As he reflected on this.
He also recalled certain Demon Lords and even Demon Princes who had no brains at all and operated purely on instinct.
Those lunatics,
Could not even be communicated with.
They simply acted at random.
Yet even those random actions still brought about all sorts of indescribable disasters.
Or, in a sense.
Those fellows themselves were disasters moving about at random.
Rather than calling them living beings.
It would be more accurate to say they were unique phenomena.
Bizarre phenomena that not even a ghost could understand.
Utter lunatics, raving day and night without ever stopping.
And now, Komoz could see traces of those fellows in Orsaga.
Presumably, the power in the Crimson King's bloodline is running wild...
Even after realizing this.
Komoz did not take it particularly seriously.
For the most part, he merely regarded it as a side effect of Orsaga having had his brain beaten senseless.
As he saw it.
To some extent.
It could even count as good news.
At least an enemy gone mad probably would not come up with any dirty tricks.
And what he needed to do now was kill his opponent for good before his head cleared, without giving him any chance to turn