A Pack of Troublemakers Storms the God Kingdom

It was as if another cycle had begun.

The devoured Dimension Demon Gods all became new immigrants to Ian's Divine Kingdom.

Just like Dormammu and Zarathos.

They also added a few samples to the species diversity of Ian's Divine Kingdom. Of course, not every Dimension Demon God was like Dormammu and Zarathos.

Dormammu and Zarathos understood what it meant to read the situation.

But some Dimension Demon Gods did not.

So, naturally, some demon gods were going to cause trouble.

Of course, there was nothing surprising about that.

"They'll adapt," Dormammu said, his voice terrifyingly calm. "Just like we did."

Zarathos nodded.

"Yeah. Just like we did."

In the distance, one demon god finally tired itself out and stopped charging around.

It stood there, panting heavily, staring blankly at everything around it.

Another demon god also began to calm down, sizing up this unfamiliar land.

A third demon god even started talking to the demon god beside it, probably exchanging information and confirming each other's situation.

Gradually, the roars grew quieter.

The anger was fading.

Despair was spreading.

But Zarathos knew this was only the beginning.

Tomorrow, they would discover that they were hungry.

The day after tomorrow, they would discover that when they were hungry, they had to eat, and eating required points.

The day after that, they would start looking for work, doing the dirtiest and most exhausting jobs, eating the worst-tasting relief meals.

Then they would slowly get used to it, slowly accept it, and slowly become citizens of the Divine Kingdom.

Just like them.

"Let's go," Dormammu said. "Time to eat."

Zarathos nodded.

They turned, left the balcony, and walked toward the cafeteria.

Behind them, those demon gods were still roaring, but their voices had already grown much quieter.

Tomorrow, they would be quieter still.

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