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“Youngest?” Yeon-woo frowned, not understanding the man with the lion’s mane before remembering what the diary said. 

The Great Sage is another aspect of the Heavenly Demon, and he’s quite a popular being. Luciel caused trouble in the heavenly world, Allforone in the lower world, but the Great Sage is the only one who has caused a ruckus in both.

I heard he has six sworn brothers who are his seniors, but they don’t get involved in the Tower’s affairs like the Great Sage does, so no one knows anything about them.

When the Great Sage was the Monkey King, stories described how beings traveled from the heavenly world to help him. What if one of the Seven Demon Kings had appeared? The appearance of the man with the lion’s mane called to mind a name.

“Hm? You don’t know me? I suppose we have been living quietly for some time. Hahaha!”

Boom! The man with the lion’s mane thumped his fists together and roared in laughter, making the ground shake. “My name is Hyul.” He curled his lip and growled fiercely. “When I was still alive, I was called the Lion King, and after dealing with the scumbags of Chan Sect and the bastards of Jie Sect, the gods called me the Mountain Moving Sage.”

Yeon-woo stiffened. Waltz and Tom, who had been watching Yeon-woo and the man with the lion’s mane at a safe distance away, were also shocked. 

The Devil Army was a clan that served the Heavenly Demon. The trait that the Heavenly Demon gave them already made them hard to deal with. If they also served other Demon Kings, that made them truly formidable competition.

However, the Lion King, who descended into the Head Bishop’s body, didn’t seem to care about the politics of the lower world and asked Yeon-woo, “I’ll ask again. Who are you to have our youngest? Well, looks like it’s only a part of him. But still, I don’t like it.”

He was talking about the exuviae of the Monkey King that Yeon-woo had absorbed at the Five Mountains of Penances. Yeon-woo pondered whether he should explain.

“Whatever, it doesn’t matter.” The Lion King spoke before Yeon-woo could answer and grinned, baring his teeth. “I’m not actually curious about that stuff. I’m just trying to find a good reason for your death. Hahaha!”

Yeon-woo gritted his teeth at the spirit and pressure the Lion King emanated. The wing of fight wouldn’t be enough to deal with someone like him.

[The King of Seven Hells glowers at the Lion King.]

[Nergal bares his teeth.]

[Ksitigarbha smiles ferociously.]

[Osiris is with you.]

[Hel is with you.]

[All gods of death support your will.]

[All demons of death prepare to descend.]

“Looks like a lot of fun things are following you. Hehehe. Seems like it was worth it to beg my eldest brother to send me.” The Lion King smiled even more widely as he looked at the gods and demons of death observing them. It seemed like he wanted Yeon-woo to summon them.

The Lion King was famous for being the most violent of the seven brothers, and he was known to enjoy fights. It had been a while since he’d descended into the lower world, and it appeared that he wanted to cause some trouble before returning.

Yeon-woo gritted his teeth and prepared for manifestation. With the holiness of the Throne of Death, he judged he wouldn’t suffer as badly from the penalty as before. The Lion King began running towards Yeon-woo, only to pause.

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