Everyone's Inner Thoughts; Weary Mo Li

A sinister voice brimming with endless menace came from outside the door. It was Rimuru, who had dragged Milim out.

"Veldora, Brother Azhdaha, keep an eye on them for me in there, got it?!"

At that moment, another threatening voice drifted in.

Veldora and Azhdaha exchanged a glance, both seeing the exhaustion in each other's eyes. But for the sake of their own lives and peaceful futures, they resolutely stationed themselves on either side of Mo Li like a pair of guardian deities.

Everyone fell silent at the sight.

It couldn't be helped! Rimuru's intimidation was simply too overwhelming!

She drew blades at the slightest disagreement!

Looking at the Mythical Grade weapon called Nian Li still embedded in the wall, Guy could only sigh helplessly.

Was she really that generous?!

Using a Mythical Grade weapon as a throwing knife!

After all, Nian Li was not some inferior Mythical Grade weapon like the Azure Dragon Saber in Velgrend's hands. It had been reforged by Mo Li, a forging master. It was a genuine Mythical Grade divine weapon.

"Damn! Rimuru has become terrifying!"

A weak, helpless, and pitiful voice suddenly rang out. It belonged to none other than Ramiris, who had already been kicked out of the Demon Lord ranks.

Ramiris was scared out of her wits. Because she was so frightened, she had climbed directly onto Dino's head and used his hair as a shield, hoping it would make her feel safer.

Dino's brows relaxed slightly as he watched Ramiris's actions, and he could not be bothered to say anything. It was not a big deal anyway. More importantly... he was too tired. He did not want to talk.

Meanwhile, Chloe stared at the increasingly strange Lord Rimuru outside the door, her eyes filled with unconcealed worry and fear.

Something was