Has He Always Been This Bold?

The Demon in a state of raging fury was named Wilmot.

He was the ruler of the entire Endless Storm, as well as the World Tree's sole Demon God level Demon.

Even the Sealing War launched centuries ago by the Scoti Pantheon and the Enir Pantheon had failed to kill him, whom both sides feared. It had merely sealed him away.

To consolidate his own power,

he had always kept a close watch on every Demon with the potential to advance to Demon Godhood, as well as every Demon who displayed renown while still at a low level.

Their fate was either to be killed by him through every conceivable means, or to remain forever under his surveillance or control.

They had no chance at all to challenge his authority or status!

Yet now, as he sensed the aura coming from Orsaga, he had no impression of him whatsoever. It was as though Orsaga had leaped in a single bound from an unknown nobody to a Demon God!

But clearly, those odds were exceedingly slim.

At the very least, Wilmot did not believe anyone could skip several levels in a row to reach this stage.

Because he knew all too well just how immense the difficulty involved was!

So immense that it defied common sense!

Compared to that possibility, Wilmot was more willing to believe that the other party had been deeply calculating all along, hiding himself in the shadows.

Only after gaining sufficient strength had he chosen to reveal himself!

At that thought,

a considerable storm rose within Wilmot's heart, and his face was filled with fury.

Damn it! Even though I screen potential candidates every so often, can there still be fish that slipped through the net...?

As for some Outer Plane creature disguising itself as a Demon...