The Troubles of a Top-Tier Demon Lord: Too Strong Not to Celebrate, Too Scruffy Not to Dress Up
Smoke and dust filled the sky, and rocks flew everywhere.
Rimuru floated lightly in mid-air, landing steadily on the ruins.
There was no deliberate pressure, but the pervasive atmosphere had completely changed.
Previously, he was at most a powerful outsider.
Standing here now, one feels an overwhelming sense of oppression, as if looking down upon all living beings from beyond the realm.
Thor, standing outside the valley, was completely stunned.
He was just worried that the other party would fail to break through and need help.
Upon emerging from seclusion, the overwhelming aura made it difficult for him to breathe.
As the Thor, he has the most acute perception of the energy of heaven and earth.
However, he couldn't understand the levels of power flowing through Rimuru at this moment.
It was neither Asgard power nor the brute strength of giants, nor ordinary magic.
It was a power unique to the Demon Lord, profound, weighty, all-encompassing, yet capable of devouring everything.
Thor instinctively gripped Mjolnir tighter, only one thought remaining in his mind.
What outrageous level did he break through to in those seven days?
Frigga, standing to the side, slightly widened her gentle eyes.
Her predictions have never been wrong; the inability to foresee what would happen next wasn't due to a problem with her breakthrough.
Rimuru's life leap this time was on a very high level, directly jumping out of his original destiny line.
The trajectory of the future has been completely altered because of this newborn Demon Lord.
She gently raised her hand, suppressing the restless Asgard energy around her.
His eyes held a mixture of amazement and relief.
Asgard has truly gained another trump card, enough to defy fate.
The most touching moment was with Odin.
He stood there, his one eye fixed on Rimuru in mid-air, his mind churning with emotions.
Having lived for countless years, he had witnessed the birth of gods and the reign of giants.
I've seen extraordinary beings from outer space and ferocious beasts from beyond.
But I've never seen anyone achieve such a revolutionary transformation in just seven days.
The energy that Rimuru previously released was almost enough to destroy Asgard.
Now the opponent has completely stabilized their realm and withdrawn their power.
Odin then truly realized just how terrifying this little guy's true potential was.
The slight fluctuation he just emitted was not even a fraction of his true strength.
At this moment, Odin completely let go of most of his concerns.
Ragnarok, Surtur, the army of the underworld, and extraterrestrial enemies.
These karmic calamities that had weighed on his heart for millennia seemed to have been resolved just like that.
He nodded silently, a sense of relief emanating from him.
I guessed right.
Entrusting the future of the Asgard and the vitality of the Nine Realms to this person was truly the right gamble.
The entirety of Asgard was utterly silent.
All the citizens of the Asgard who were watching from afar cheered.
The worship of the strong is deeply ingrained in their bones.
They cannot understand the realms of power, but they can instinctively sense strength and weakness.
A tiny figure hovering above the ruins.
At this moment, he is the supreme powerhouse capable of protecting the entire Asgard.
Thor stared at Rimuru, who had shed his childishness and become much more relaxed, and couldn't help but cheer loudly.
It's genuine happiness for my friend getting stronger; it's pure and passionate.
This also perfectly aligns with the Asgard character, who are inherently inclined to admire the strong.
Rimuru looked at Thor, who was even more excited than himself, sighed softly, and nodded with a smile.
Having such an honest and straightforward friend is truly a blessing.
No need to guess what others are thinking or guard against scheming; the relationship is straightforward and easy.
He raised his hand in celebration, genuinely relieved.
After seven days of intense preparation, I've finally reached a new level.
Thor, in high spirits, grabbed Rimuru and lifted him into the air.
The two slowly circled the skies above Asgard, surveying the Asgard's landscape in rounds.
The scene looks very grand, like two kings inspecting the territory they are guarding.
The Asgard on the ground all looked up to watch.
Cheers rose and fell, echoing throughout the entire Asgard.
Everyone was celebrating, for this land had welcomed a new top-tier powerhouse.
After circling around a few times, the two landed steadily and walked in front of Odin and Frigga.
The two elders gazed quietly at the completely transformed Rimuru, their eyes filled with satisfaction.
For them, whose lifespans are often hundreds of millions of years, seven days is but a fleeting moment.
But in just a few short days, the changes have been astonishing.
The person who once looked like a tiny child has grown into a teenager in his late teens or early twenties.
His strength has skyrocketed, becoming so formidable that it draws attention.
A tender feeling welled up inside me, like my own little cabbage had finally grown up.
His thoughts drifted uncontrollably to Hela.
If only their belligerent and paranoid eldest daughter hadn't been consumed by power and violence.
There was no gradual madness or descent into extremes.
Asgard as it is now should be at its most perfect state.
The family lived together peacefully and harmoniously in the Asgard, enjoying a joyful and harmonious life.
Thinking about past regrets, a pang of heartache and sorrow quietly rose in their hearts.
Odin spoke first, his tone solemn yet gentle, offering his sincere congratulations.
In just a few words, I congratulated him on his successful breakthrough and attainment of the Demon Lord realm.
Frigga was much more straightforward and gentle, immediately stepping forward and reaching out to grab Rimuru.
His actions were natural and affectionate, just like how he would treat his own child.
The warm touch sent a slight shiver through Rimuru's heart.
This atmosphere is so heartwarming.
A stern and composed father, a gentle and considerate mother, quietly watching him grow stronger.
He couldn't help but mutter a complaint to himself.
Looking at it this way, Thor and Loki were probably just freebies when you topped up your phone credit back then.
I feel more like the child these two elders raised with such care and honesty.
Loki was indeed found.
Rimuru's smile faded, his expression turned serious, and he took the initiative to make a promise.
He will keep his promise and remain in Asgard throughout the entire process.
Help the Asgard withstand the inevitable Ragnarok.
Before Thor truly matures and is able to shoulder the responsibilities of a god-king, he will protect this fertile land of the Nine Realms himself.
Odin listened quietly and nodded slightly.
There was not a trace of doubt in his eyes; he completely trusted this promise.
After a brief silence, he announced in a calm tone.
According to Asgard's long-standing tradition, the rebirth of the strong is a cause for national celebration.
We must hold another grand banquet to celebrate Rimuru Demon Lord status and his perfect growth.
Upon hearing this, Rimuru's lips twitched violently.
He was truly at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated.
In his own perception, those seven days were nothing more than taking a nap and breaking through to a higher realm.
It all happened in the blink of an eye.
Turning around, I realized that the banquet had already been arranged once, and now they wanted to hold another one?
He couldn't help but mentally rant and rave.
The Asgardians must really love throwing parties; their lives are so leisurely.
Frigga smiled gently beside her and nodded in agreement.
The Asgard has always been like this; it never takes joyous occasions lightly.
Her gaze then fell on Rimuru, her eyes filled with scrutiny.
He spoke slowly, reminding everyone that formal banquets in Asgard have many rules and regulations.
You can't go on stage dressed so casually and carelessly.
Rimuru then looked down at the clothes he was wearing.
The original set of clothes had long since dissolved completely in the seven days of violent energy, merging into the world.
The clothes he's wearing now are just a makeshift outfit he casually pulled out from his stomach space after his breakthrough; they're incredibly simple.
Seeing the way Frigga was scrutinizing his outfit, Rimuru's heart skipped a beat.
It felt strangely familiar.
That look, that expression, that obsessive focus on her outfit.
She looks exactly like Pepper from Earth.
They are all gentle as they are, but they have a keen eye for detail, and they are the perfect counter to anyone who dresses carelessly or haphazardly.
She is considerate and warm-hearted in ordinary times, but when it comes to image and etiquette, she cannot be careless in the slightest.
The thought had barely formed when an extremely ominous premonition instantly crept into my mind.
broken.
This is definitely going to cause trouble.
It's obvious that what follows will be a complete makeover of my outfit from head to toe.