When Andrew and the others went to the central square of the city, they found a horrible scene.

The Jewel of the Extreme Prison had not been broken.
But inside, the demon king and several other demons were all eaten up ( ), with bits of flesh flying everywhere and green bodily fluids spreading on the ground.

The Demon Lord was just about to start cooking the last of them.

The demons were terrified at the edge of the energy field created by the Jewel of the Extreme Hell.
Then the Demon Lord randomly walks up to them.

The Demon Lord's body used to be muscular and built like a human, but now it had expanded monstrously, and he looked like an obese body similar to an orc, covered with muscles and ice armor.
A jet-black aura was emanating from its body.

When Andrew saw this, he called out with a grim expression to his aide, the Chief Court Magician James Glenford, while he was outside the Jewel of the Extreme Prison.

'You've changed your appearance. James, what do you make of that?

'Well, I'm not aware of any precedents, but it's probably the result of cannibalism.

I suppose. It would be nice if it had a bite and destroyed itself... but it looks more like a power-up.'

'Yes, sir. At the very least, we should assume that's the case and rethink our tactics.

'So the result of a half-day-long military discussion is a blank check. That doesn't leave me much time to waste.

While the two of them were talking like this, the Demon Lord was attacking the last of the small demons.

In the end, he rebelled against the demon king and skewered the demon's chest with a single thrust of his hand.
Then, the Demon Lord's hand pulled out the heart-like organ of the demon that was there.

The demons screamed, struggled, and flailed about on the ground.
While stomping on them with his feet, the Demon Lord took the organ into his mouth, chewed it, and masticated it.

The rest was just a brutal slaughter.
Having finished eating the organs, the Demon Lord then tore off and ate the Demon's arms, then the legs, then the tail, then the flesh of the body, and finally the head.
In the process, the demons stopped moving, and the carnage turned into a mere grotesque meal scene.

When he had finished the entire meal, the Demon Lord's body trembled.
Then, his body rose another level, and the jet-black aura on his body increased in density.

Eventually, the Demon Lord turned his gaze towards Andrew.

Between the two of them, there was an energy field created by the Jewel of Extreme Hell.
Slowly, the Demon Lord walked up to the energy barrier and finally stood in front of it.

His huge, swollen body slumped quietly, his fists poised at his waist in a posture reminiscent of a master of bare-knuckle martial arts.
The jet-black aura of the Demon King concentrated on that fist.

'...... James. I think you said that the energy prison created by the Jewel of the Extreme Prison can never be broken by force.

'Yes. I'm sure you've checked all the relevant documents in existence, but there's no precedent in any of them for it being destroyed by force, physical, magical or otherwise.'

'I see. By the way, I have a hunch that you're going to have to add a new page to that history.

Just after Andrew made his prediction...

GOOOOOOOOOOON!

A shocking sound comparable to that of a castle hammer crashing into a fortress echoed throughout the area.
The Demon Lord's fist was striking the energy wall created by the Jewel of the Extreme Prison.

V,V,V,V,......!
The energy prison flickered, but only slightly.
It quickly regained its original shape, but compared to before the fist was struck, its appearance was somewhat unsettling.

The Demon Lord exhaled once and raised his fist again.
The kingdom's elite, who had gathered there, suddenly began to buzz.

Andrew confirmed this, and quickly gave instructions to his subordinates.

I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it. And notify all the heroes in this city. I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it'll help.

After receiving Andrew's instructions, his subordinates ran to send out the message.
As he looked at them, Andrew called out to another aide, Dylan, the Knight Commander of the Kingdom.

I'm not expecting the Demon Lord to be such a formidable opponent, to be honest. Do you think you can win this battle?

In contrast, Knight Commander Dylan, with a face of about thirty years old and a light smile that looks almost frivolous, shines his eyes as thin as a thread.

'Well, I don't know. But if we don't win, it will be the virtual destruction of the country, so we have no choice but to win. Even so, Your Majesty, isn't that not the level of a 'demon king' anymore?

'Oh, you see it that way. Then what is it if not a demon king?

'Well, ......, if it's higher than the Demon Lord, shall we call it 'Demon God'?

'That's a cheap naming sense. But I like it. I'll write it down in the history of our country as the 'Demon God of Ice'.

Hearing this, Knight Commander Dylan shrugged his shoulders at Andrew.

'That's if we can defeat it and get out of here alive.

'What, Dylan, are you trying to lose?

'I can't say until I actually try. The only thing is, I don't know if I'll ever meet an opponent in this lifetime that I can really put my mind to it, much less one that can fight alongside Andrew the Warrior King. I'm going to enjoy this to the fullest.

I've been so busy with national business lately that I've become lazy. ...... Well, I'll just do it.

As soon as the conversation ended, the king and the knight captain began to do preparatory exercises and flexibility exercises on the spot.

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