"The strength of all three of them has long surpassed the ordinary category of 'Awakened Demon King.'"
"They should each have their own trump cards, so the final outcome... is hard to predict!"
Old Man White shook his head.
"Is that so? It really is complicated, huh?"
Gobta listened to Old Man White's answer and helplessly shook his head.
He had thought Old Man White would say without hesitation that Lord Benimaru would win?!
After all, Benimaru was his master's proudest disciple!
And now, he had even surpassed his master.
Forget it. Better keep watching.
Gobta wanted to see who would have the last laugh in this world-shaking battle!
At that moment, atop the arena.
The clash of auras had reached its most intense stage. Three powerful presences intertwined and battled across the arena, with none of them at a disadvantage.
But a prolonged confrontation was bound to produce unexpected developments.
Perhaps too much time had been wasted, or perhaps one of the three had grown impatient.
The three intertwined auras suddenly shifted as one of them strengthened ever so slightly, directly breaking the balance they had maintained.
The auras that had originally clashed only atop the arena now spilled downward like a bursting flood.
Feeling the immense, oppressive aura sweeping toward them, the crowd below did not dare slack off in the slightest.
Nine Demon Luo, Yapitto, and the others, all members of the Twelve Guardian Saints Kings, immediately stepped forward to block the three flood-like auras.
Feeling the unending pressure, like raging waves of water, Nine Demon Luo and Yapitto's exquisite, beautiful faces were filled with solemnity.
"Damn it, we're all members of Lord Rimuru's Twelve Guardian Saints Kings. Why is the gap between us so huge?!"
"Just the pressure leaking out has this much power. Seriously..."
Nine