Faith (II)

Whoosh!

Within Millstone Fortress, countless demons and Flame Ratmen cheered and leaped for joy.

All the demons and Flame Ratmen fell to their knees.

With voices from the depths of their hearts, they called out Charles's many honorifics.

Lord of Flames · Six-Ring Wizard · Builder of Millstone Fortress · Devil Slayer · Great Lord of the Abyss · God of Fear!

Charles spread his hands, releasing his aura without the slightest concealment.

What an immensely powerful aura it was!

Even Dorkas, a fifth-rank demon lord, knelt devoutly beneath that pressure.

It was a terror born from the heart, from the deepest depths of the body.

As for how demons ruled other demons, Balors were the most skilled at it—using fear and slaughter to conquer the loyalty of other demons.

Charles had made the same choice.

His power and evil, along with the Fear Aura he released at every moment, made the other demons even more loyal.

He summoned all the greater demons under his command.

Inside a towering domed palace, the scene was terrifying beyond compare.

When Charles's dependents had built this magnificent palace, they had taken many factors into account.

In the end, the grand hall had been made brimming with demonic characteristics.

Black was its dominant tone.

The hall soared nearly a hundred meters high.

Upon the dome hung many candleholders with burning candles.

These candleholders were nothing else but devil heads. After these horned creatures had their heads severed,

witchcraft had been cast upon them, imprisoning their souls within their skulls forever.

The heads and souls were set alight, burning with green flames.

Throughout the hall stood metal pillars so thick that several people would be needed to wrap their arms around one.

Images had been carved into these pillars as well.

They depicted scenes of