"Damn it, a dignified Demon King actually launched a sneak attack in person?"
Saruman was both shocked and enraged. He cast a spell to switch places with Aragorn, but the Mountain Demon King sneered. His overwhelming fist force distorted the surrounding space, preventing Aragorn from being transferred away.
"A mere human dares interfere in Hell's war? Die."
The Mountain Demon King wore a ferocious expression. Just then, "Aragorn" suddenly ducked down and threw an earth-shattering punch into the Mountain Demon King's chest. The Mountain Demon King immediately screamed and flew backward, skidding wildly across the ground and carving a deep trench behind him.
The Mountain Demon King used his hand as a brake and quickly came to a stop. He furiously raised his head, only to see "Aragorn" transform into a girl who looked around sixteen.
The girl leaped high into the air and kicked at the Mountain Demon King from above. At the same time, she cursed in annoyance, "It's bastards like you who made it impossible for me to eat properly and forced me to come to Hell to fight. You really deserve to die."
This girl was naturally Galacta. Earlier, Andrew had pulled her out of Gourmet World and sent her to Hell for training.
"Hell? I'm not going. That place reeks of sulfur everywhere, and it affects my appetite."
Galacta shook her head repeatedly. "Besides, Demon meat doesn't taste good. It's also full of chaotic and evil auras. If I eat too much of it, I'll be corrupted and fall."
"Galacta, your ability grows stronger through eating. The greater the energy in your food, the more strength you gain. Whether it tastes good has no effect on how much stronger you become. It only determines whether it is delicious."
Andrew said, "That's why your progress has