Dekan Had Finally Cast Off All Moral Restraint

This time, the Devil King Tombstone began to glow once more.

However, the frequency of the light was clearly off.

Some demon lords seemed to have begun to fly into extreme rage, while others were helpless.

However.

Of the remaining 32 demon kings, not one has yet chosen to acknowledge Dekan.

They even started hurling insults at Dekan in their comments.

Dekan wasn't surprised; he simply glanced around.

"Fine, you think you're so great, so superior."

Dekan doesn't seem to have calmed down yet.

"Then I will dig up every single one of your graves, until all the demon kings acknowledge me."

Dekan was actually a little so angry at these demon kings that he lost his mind.

They don't even care how terrible the impact of digging up graves is.

Bad?

They're digging up the Demon King's grave...

That's alright then.

This is a meritorious act.

"Namo Tomb Raider Bodhisattva, Buddha and I are laughing together."

Muttering to himself, Dekan once again picked up the same hammer as Cornelia and chose a grave that had cursed him the most, and began to dig.

Carster's eye twitched.

He was completely dumbfounded.

It's unbelievable that a jailer actually tried to gain the Demon King's approval by threatening him?

Aren't you afraid of dying?

Even if you can clear the Eighth Floor like that.

Anyone caught by the current Demon King will be subjected to a slow and agonizing death!

"Stop now! If you continue like this, once the Demon King returns, there will be no place for you in the Demon Realm!!"

"Carster shouted."

"If I stop now, will the Demon King let me go?"

Dekan continued striking the hammer one after another, asking without turning his head.

Carster looked at the grave that Dekan had dug up beyond recognition, and then at the black stone tablet that had been thrown on the ground like unrecyclable trash.

He was speechless with emotion.

It seems you're doomed now too.

There's really no difference between digging up one or two.

※!!

Carster covered his eyes; he chose to avoid seeing it altogether.

The rules of this level were set by successive Demon Kings. If someone violates them, they will be suppressed and sealed by the Demon King's Magic Power. Only the current Demon King can change these rules.

However, Royal Capital throughout history have been very proud and stubborn.

The rules they set clearly show that they are not the kind of people who would succumb to the mere threat of grave robbing.

Even if Dekan were to dig them all up one by one.

Not a single demon king will yield.

However, if Royal Capital supports Dekan, even if Dekan digs up all the remaining 32 demon king tombs, his support rate will only be 0%.

Unless at least one demon king approves of Dekan, and Dekan digs up all the other graves, Dekan cannot achieve 100% support.

That would indeed allow for a significant degree of control over the unclaimed Magic Power on this level.

Unfortunately, all of this was just Dekan's wishful thinking.

Carster wasn't too worried about this happening.

Which demon king throughout history wasn't at the ninth or tenth rank?

How could someone of this strength tolerate threats?

Under Carster's gaze.

Dekan used the same trick again, digging up the target's grave and then using the [Bandit Goblin] to sever its soul imprint spell.

Dekan then ran to the entrance of the portal on the Eighth Floor.

Carster felt something was off and couldn't figure out what Dekan was up to.

More than ten minutes later.

Dekan is back.

He used his shopping license to purchase some party props from the third floor.

They turned the Demon King's grave into a party venue.

Dekan would occasionally pose for photos with the dug-up tomb of the Demon King, displaying arrogant gestures and expressions for the audience in the real world to see.

Carster: "..."

He's starting to lose his composure.

He felt that the Succubus before him was no longer a matter of whether she was evil or not.

She's completely insane!!

A demon would never do such a thing!

However.

Before Carster could say anything...

Dekan then took out a bottle of champagne, shook it vigorously, and poured it on the Demon King's grave.

Then, Dekan took out a magical device that sounded like a loudspeaker, placed it on the Demon King's grave, and turned it on.

Dekan raised the microphone.

Dancin♫~

Danciniswhattodo♫~

Dancins when I think of you ♫~

Accompanied by upbeat and rhythmic music, Dekan summoned several [Captain Dekan], who then jumped around wildly on the Demon King's grave.

Instantly.

The Demon King's grave was transformed into a scene of chaotic demonic activity.

What are you doing?!

Carster clutched his face with both hands, tearing at his skin, and cried out in an emotional breakdown.

What incredibly disrespectful sight could he possibly have witnessed?!

He even worried that if the Demon King found out, he would kill him to silence him!

The Demon King's tombstone began to flash with an unusually intense light.

It's difficult to judge their true emotions.

However, under the dazzling light flickering in this dim environment, the Devil King Mausoleum unexpectedly had the feel of a disco.

In the present world.

Many viewers were speechless.

Although Dekan's actions were no longer those of a human being.

But it doesn't seem like a demon either.

For the creatures of this era.

He was so ahead of his time.

The most majestic, sacred, and inviolable place in the Demon Realm has been completely ruined by Dekan.

"Judith, shouldn't we hurry up and leave..."

Ice Princess instinctively shrank her head.

She felt the gazes of those around her were somewhat piercing.

Even though they had no problems.

However, their producer has serious problems.

Now they're just thankful that Dekan didn't play their new single while they were dancing on his grave.

Even Judith was starting to feel overwhelmed at this point.

She was worried that Dekan would start playing their songs as his next song.

The two of them lowered their heads and ran away in a flash.

"I've never understood why musicals can always suddenly start jumping around, but now Dekan has interpreted it as a perfectly logical development."

"What kind of Underworld opera...?"

Even if the victims were demon kings from past dynasties, people still felt it was extremely immoral.

Professor Arnold had already leaned back in his chair, his hands covering his face.

He couldn't have imagined the report Dekan would submit this time.

The thought of having to sign a report that needed to be submitted to the Kingdom Association made him want to resign.

In the Devil King Mausoleum.

After the song ended, Dekan seemed to have finally had his fill.

He finally spared the demon king's grave and, holding the Demon Bracelet, walked towards the Altar.

Carster was numb.

In just over ten minutes, his firm belief began to waver.

He's really unsure whether the Demon King, unable to bear the humiliation, will choose to acknowledge Dekan.