With every planet or dimension it devoured, the Dark Dimension grew a little stronger. That was why Dormammu spent every day thinking about how to devour planets, working year-round without rest, 007 every week. He was practically the hardest-working Demon God.
Naturally, Andrew would not be like Dormammu. The Dark Dimension was merely a tool to him.
Then, Andrew sneered at the Demon King Projections sealed below. "I warned you long ago to be careful that your projections might get destroyed by me again. Unfortunately, you didn't listen."
Nightmare shouted, "Kill us if you want, Mechanical Demon King. At worst, it'll take a few months to condense new projections."
The other Demon Kings shouted as well, "That's right."
Andrew smiled. "You really don't feel bad about it?"
The Demon Kings darkened their faces and did not answer. How could they not feel bad?
Their projections were no ordinary projections. Each possessed Sub-Celestial Father level strength and required enormous amounts of time and magic power to condense.
Once a projection died, all that effort would go down the drain.
What hurt even more was that last year, some bastard had already wiped out one batch of their projections.
"Don't worry. We're family. I won't destroy your projections."
Andrew said with a beaming smile, "I'll seal your projections, keep applying Curses to them, and then use them to Curse your true bodies."
"...Fuck, you might as well destroy us."
The Demon King Projections were horrified and hurriedly prepared to kill themselves. At that moment, massive amounts of Dark Magic flooded into their bodies, preventing them from mobilizing their magic power.
"Single Universe Level really is powerful. Controlling these projections is effortless."
Andrew nodded in satisfaction and said, "Demon Kings, before long, I'll launch a full-scale offensive.
"This is your last chance. Submit