Chapter 17: Pave 10 Paths and Earn a Penny (7)
“……If that is true.”
While the other executives were mulling over the destructive force the ability to create an epidemic possessed, the wolfman muttered.
“Dantalian may be the Great Demon Lord of Angolmois.”
Great Demon Lord of Angolmois!
It was a type of religious belief that has been passed down for generations in the demon world like a legend. It was similar to the belief of a savior in the human world. One day, a Demon Lord capable of uniting the blood and anguish-filled demon continent will appear and the demons who have always been confined within the demon continent, which is on the back of a dragon that calls itself the guardian of the world, will be able to roam freely under the sun. It was a cliche legend; however, to the demons that have yearned to escape from this world, Angolmois wasn’t a simple legend, but the very desire that contained the hopes of both their pasts and presents.
“You really are an article of nonsense. To make matters worse, it baffles me that some of you even nodded your heads in agreement. Since ancient times, be it a Great Demon Lord or a Great Demon God, everyone who has added ‘Great’ to their names has never been a decent person.”
The goblin smirked.
“For the past thousand years, there have been 4 Demon Lords who claimed to be an Angolmois. Have you already forgotten? You low quality goods that I feel embarrassed to even call my comrades and, honestly, I’d rather not call you my comrades if possible, I’m asking you all if your brains have already spoiled from eating crow meat. The four of them were all swindlers! Either that or dreamers.”
The goblin stood up. He was holding a staff that was twice his height.