"You think the Twelve Kizuki are powerful. Indeed... to you, they are very strong. But... that is only true for you!"
"Before, I wasn't here. But now that I am, they are nothing to fear!"
Facing Sakonji Urokodaki, Keqing's words brimmed with confidence, even... giving Sakonji Urokodaki the impression that she was extremely arrogant.
Sakonji Urokodaki had fought the Twelve Kizuki before. Not to mention the Upper Ranks, even the lower-ranked members of the Lower Ranks were far stronger than other demons. After all, they were the twelve strongest among all demons.
Yet the girl before him did not seem to take them seriously at all. Should he call her arrogant or conceited? He had seen far too many people who thought themselves invincible just because they possessed a little strength.
And their ends were often miserably tragic, so he could not help shaking his head and sighing.
Though he did not wish to interfere, considering that she had saved Makomo, Sakonji Urokodaki felt it necessary to teach this arrogant and conceited girl a lesson.
In truth, however, Keqing was not being arrogant, nor was she exaggerating. She was merely stating what she believed to be the reality.
From the scenes she had loaded, aside from certain particularly abnormal abilities, demons could only be considered low-level martial threats.
Even more laughable was Muzan Kibutsuji, who had lived for nearly a thousand years. Although he could only remain in this world and could not leave it, Keqing still felt that he had wasted those thousand years living like a dog.
Even a dog that lived for a thousand years would be more formidable than him!
This Demon King feared death more than anyone. Even the Twelve Kizuki he had created himself, he feared they might betray him. Though he controlled their