"Eugenis is this strong? Is this the power of a grimoire?"
When Shinsuke, as the captain, voluntarily forfeited on behalf of his teammate,
Han Dong became so excited that he rose directly from his seat, his demonic eye focusing on Eugenis's body.
Through the mouths growing between his palms, he seemed to glimpse a world established within Eugenis's body—a grotesque world formed by bands of Corpse Eater Cultists devouring all kinds of raw flesh, their forms bizarre and twisted.
Its vile nature surpassed even many Abyssal Demon Cities.
"Unbelievable!
"Once this is over, I need to quickly use my status as an 'Associate Professor' to gain the qualifications to borrow grimoires..."
Han Dong was not worried in the slightest about the strengthening of Eugenis, his formidable rival.
He felt only an absolute thirst for knowledge about grimoires. Among Han Dong's many desires, this hunger for knowledge ranked first.
On the field.
Demis, riding on the back of an elk, had long sensed the danger emanating from Eugenis. At the same time, an overwhelming sense of self-reproach arose within her.
Why did I miss such a perfect opportunity?!
If I had simply used Divine Descent just now, or even at the start of the match, none of this would have happened!
She was consumed by regret.
But who could have imagined it?
Eugenis had just been sliced in half, his head pierced by several arrows. From most people's perspective, that had been a certain death.
Moreover, in the level-suppressed Ladybug Game, such injuries were practically impossible to recover from, much less resist against.
Yet the facts proved otherwise.
Having never come into contact with S-01, their understanding of aberrations was wholly insufficient.
Only now did Demis and the other spectators outside S-01 finally understand
that what they were facing, or