"Ha ha ha! Did you think I was that easy to defeat? I'm the greatest performer serving under Trigon—the Evil God Mask!"
The Evil God Incarnation kept laughing. Everyone was tense at first, but by the time he finished, they were speechless. He was only trying to scare them for fun. Trigon had already brought him to heel.
Had the Evil God Mask really surrendered to Trigon?
Yes, the Evil God Mask had surrendered. The moment he saw Mechanical Trigon's imposing body and the eighteen golden robots holding folding chairs behind him, he fell to his knees and declared his allegiance.
That was perfectly normal. If the Evil God Mask could submit to the Ice Queen, he could naturally submit to the even more powerful Mechanical Trigon.
Seeing the Evil God Mask submit, Mechanical Trigon wasted no words and raised his hand toward him. The Evil God Mask flew off the Evil God Incarnation's face and landed in his palm.
Then Mechanical Trigon used magic to transform the Evil God Mask into the Steel Evil God Mask. Now the Evil God Mask was completely in Trigon's grasp. Betrayal was no longer even possible.
The Evil God Mask felt bitter inside, but said, "Thank you for modifying me, Master. I look much more handsome now."
Mechanical Trigon said, "Don't lie. I dislike it. Everyone serving me must tell the truth. Anyone who refuses has no reason to exist."
The Evil God Mask froze, then ventured, "I'm screwed."
"You're unhappy with me?"
Mechanical Trigon tightened his grip slightly, making the Evil God Mask creak. He hurriedly said, "Master, you misunderstand! I'm very happy. You're the greatest Demon King there is. Meeting you is the luckiest thing that's ever happened to me."
Inside, the Evil God Mask ranted furiously, *Weren't you the one