He had originally possessed his own divine pantheon and had been a legitimate god.
However, one day, his pantheon had been eroded and devoured by someone.
He had been stripped of light, stripped of his position as the Sun God, then forcibly turned into the Dark God—a demon.
In the end, he had become one of the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons under Berial.
As for the so-called Beelzebub, some people had also mistaken that figure for him, but that was wrong.
That was because his divine position as the god of death and resurrection had been transferred to that guy, and the myths related to him had gradually been shifted onto Beelzebub as well.
Over time, Baal would truly lose his original identity and become a demon of Hell—a dark beast whose mind contained nothing but slaughter, hated by the gods.
That was why he had been furious upon seeing Beelzebub. Beelzebub had stolen his identity.
The other companions among the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons had undergone similar experiences, so they were equally hostile toward Beelzebub.
Of course, they were even more enraged by the person behind Beelzebub. That was the true mastermind.
At the same time, they looked upon Beelzebub, the King of Flies, with pity. He was merely a puppet toyed with by that person, unable to control his own fate.
But they were the same—puppets being toyed with.
But now, a turning point had come. They only hoped King Solomon would honor his promise.
Suddenly, Baal sensed something.
It was not just him. All Seventy-two Pillars of Demons sensed something, and their expressions became even uglier.
Terrifying killing intent erupted from every one of them.
The reason they had become so enraged, so furious that they were about to lose their minds, was that they could sense themselves within the seventy-two aberrations beside Beelzebub.
Simply put, those seventy-two aberrations had been cloned using their genes, then fused and modified with the genes of various monsters.
They could not hold back any longer!
In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere!
Most of the gods and humans in the audience went pale in an instant.
"Ugh—blegh!"
Someone could not help vomiting. The scene was simply too bloody.
Some could not bear it at all and fainted outright.
In the blink of an eye—not figuratively, but literally in the blink of an eye—the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons summoned by King Solomon tore the seventy-two monsters summoned by Beelzebub into pieces.
The entire arena instantly became a gruesome slaughterhouse. Unrecognizable organs, recognizable organs, red blood, black blood, green blood, and more were all mixed together and scattered across the ground.
Then, the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons stared cruelly at Beelzebub, who was trapped in the center.
"What the hell kind of fight is this second match?"
"Is this still a battle between humans and gods?"
"Damn it, isn't this unfair? The Seventy-two Pillars of Demons are fighting for Humanity's side?"
"This is bad. Beelzebub's monsters are no match for those guys. They are completely on different levels."
"Seventy-two gods ganging up on one god?"
"How is this fair?"
"Beelzebub and King Solomon should fight one-on-one!"
The gods protested indignantly. There was simply no fairness in this.
This was not a battle between humans and gods at all. It was a battle between gods, with seventy-two of them beating up one.
That was utterly shameless. It had gone too far.
"Heimdallr, immediately declare the match invalid!"
"This is clearly a foul! This is cheating!!!"
"This is nothing more than an internal conflict between gods!"
The massive wave of protests left Heimdallr somewhat at a loss. After all, no one had anticipated a situation like this.
"Tch!"
"Can't accept defeat?"
"From the very beginning, the battle between gods and humans was obviously unfair. You were blatantly bullying humanity. Why weren't you ashamed back then?"
"Now that the situation is unfavorable to you, you show your true colors?"
Humanity's side fired back as well.
"Who can't accept defeat? Is this a battle between humans and gods?"
"King Solomon does not need to do anything at all. He can just stand there and watch the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons win for him."
"What controlling the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons? They are clearly just using that as an excuse to enter the arena and pick a fight with Beelzebub."
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"That's right. A mere human controlling the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons is simply absurd!"
The gods fired back as well.
For a time, the entire arena erupted into a chaotic shouting match, and Heimdallr's head was throbbing.
How was the match supposed to continue like this?
So, he would throw this problem to the important figures and see what they intended to do.
"Quiet!"
A voice rang in everyone's ears, but no one paid much attention and they continued arguing.
"Everyone, quiet down."
They still ignored it. No—some who seemed to recognize the voice fell silent.
But the vast majority kept arguing, and even argued more fiercely.
"Bastards, I said be quiet! If anyone does not shut up, I'll kill them!!!"
This time, the voice was furious, exploding beside their ears like thunder. Everyone truly shut their mouths.
At that moment, they understood who had been demanding silence. It was Zeus, whose expression had become terrifying.
"Mm, that's more like it."
His expression changed incredibly quickly. One second he had been enraged; the next, he was a kind and benevolent old man.
"King Solomon, can you prove that the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons truly obey your command, rather than having made an arrangement with you to use this excuse to enter the arena and bully Beelzebub?"
Zeus spoke gently, but his expression gradually became serious.
"If it is the former, then this match is valid and may continue. If it is the latter, one god would be one thing—we could turn a blind eye—but all seventy-two joining in is excessive. The match will be ruled invalid."
So, would it be the former or the latter?
Zeus himself believed it was probably the former.
King Solomon possessed an aura that even made Zeus feel danger.
So, let him properly demonstrate the power that allowed him to command the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons.
And this power did not appear to have been granted by the Lord of Heaven. Did they not see how terrible the expressions of those in Heaven were?
Especially Heaven's Vice-Lord, who looked as though he could not even remain seated.
This was becoming even more interesting...
The Infinite Magic Power Was King Solomon's Proof!
Even the Sovereign-class gods stared at King Solomon.
They wanted to see what kind of power King Solomon possessed that could make the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons obey his commands.
Surely the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons were not merely pretending to be under his control because they wanted an excuse to deal with Beelzebub.
"Do you not really believe I can command the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons? Then I shall offer some proof."
King Solomon's tone on the arena remained gentle. He looked like an extremely agreeable person.
However, to many gods, that attitude felt like the impatience one showed toward a sulking child, and it made them angry.
He was clearly making fun of them, mocking them.
Then he had better truly produce something that could prove he could command the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons. Otherwise, they would make him pay.
"How about this?"
King Solomon lightly spread his hands, as though he were about to embrace the air.
So, what was that supposed to mean?
Oh? They saw it. A power that an ordinary human should not have been able to wield overflowed from his body. It could be called magic power.
Would merely showing that he could use magic power prove that the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons were under his command?
"No, he is only showing off a little magic power? He—"
The sarcastic voice abruptly stopped, and its owner's eyes widened.
Before them, King Solomon's body suddenly erupted with magic power, so dense that it became visible to the naked eye. Even human eyes could directly see that radiance of magic power.
The pillar of light shot directly into the sky, scattering the clouds.
And that was not all. The magic power continued erupting, and the pillar of light expanded further, engulfing the entire arena in the blink of an eye.
No, it was not just the entire arena that was covered by the light of magic power.
If one looked from outside the arena, one would see the entire arena swallowed by a pillar of light shooting into the heavens.
"Th-this level of power... Are you kidding me?"
"Is that guy insane?"
"Is his body really a human body?"
Although this magic power differed somewhat from the Divine Power used by gods and might not be as efficient, its terrifying quantity was enough to make many gods hesitate.
With such an enormous amount, if it were converted into Divine Power, some gods might not even possess a fraction of his reserves.
Did that mean King Solomon possessed power comparable to a Main God?
What a joke. A human body simply could not contain such horrifying magic power.
And was that guy treating magic power as though it cost nothing? Was he really wasting it so freely?
An eruption on this scale was like having a human artery sliced open and letting the blood gush out wildly.
He had to be insane!
One careless mistake, and he might overdraw himself to the point of depletion and death.
"Is that guy really human?"
"A... a monster, perhaps?"
The gods who had previously questioned whether Solomon could command the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons now believed it.
Moreover, King Solomon's gentle, smiling eyes gave them an even more chilling feeling, as though they could devour everything.
King Solomon felt like nothing more than a monster wearing human skin.
That guy was a demon god himself!!!
"That bastard!!!"
Over in Heaven, the Vice-Lord's expression became even uglier. He had already received word from the Lord that King Solomon had not been arranged by him.
More importantly, the Lord had discovered from historical records that King Solomon had long since betrayed him and colluded with Berial, borrowing the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons.
But how could they allow that guy to continue like this and slap the Lord in the face?
The Lord intended to summon the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons as well and forcibly call them over. Then let them see how King Solomon would command the Seventy-two Pillars of Demons.
Hmph!
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