Meanwhile, deep within the temple atop a towering mountain blanketed in ice and snow, a group of world-renowned Crimson Kings had gathered in a room filled with machinery and instruments.
At their head stood Black Catty, Shudenan, and Belphegor.
Among the Three Pillars, the girl known as the Great Miko knelt before the Imperial Mandate Poem with her eyes closed in prayer. Shudenan, the general, stood guard beside her with the steel spear over his shoulder. Even Belphegor had chains from a Treasure Tool specially made by the Alliance Leader wrapped around her, standing quietly with her arms folded.
Aside from the Three Pillars, there were three other Demon Lords present.
"Exciting times----!!!"
Dantalion, accompanied by Domino, the Demon Lord commonly known as the Professor, waved his arms incessantly like a ridiculous Jester.
"It's almost here... It's finally almost here... The day our Bal Masqué's long-cherished wish is fulfilled... It's finally almost here..."
Fekir, too, was drenched in sweat from excessive tension and joy.
"I see. So this is the complete Imperial Mandate Poem?"
Sabrac was also present. With his arms folded, he leaned against a pillar in the corner and stared at the Imperial Mandate Poem, which resembled a massive furnace constantly churning through all manner of Inherent Formulas.
These six Crimson Kings present were practically the ones within Bal Masqué who had come into contact with, or rather, carried out, the most core secrets.
Within the great furnace of Inherent Formulas that everyone watched, the Reiji Maigo had long since vanished without a trace.
That was because black flames had completely engulfed it.
The black flames raced through the entire Imperial Mandate Poem, releasing an invisible pressure.
It was precisely because they sensed that pressure growing stronger and stronger that everyone had gathered here.
To welcome the great