Chapter 365
It was a painfully awkward situation. What could he even say here? The truth was that Baal had already made up his mind. The only thing he wanted right now was to declare, “Let’s surrender.” Instead, he could only clamp his mouth shut.
In the chilly silence that had overtaken the meeting, he looked toward Marvas. I have to back him up.
Baal thought he could shift the mood by lending support to Marvas. Looking at the nervous expressions of a few other demons, he believed that with just a bit of persuasion on his part, he might be able to sway the crowd to what he and Marvas wanted. And so, Baal started his operation—pretending to be angry at Marvas’ statement, while treading carefully beneath the act.
“Marvas. Have you lost your mind?” he asked in an icy voice.
“No, Lord Baal. This is neither a joke nor an empty remark. Nor is it for my own personal gain. I speak for my safety and that of our fellow kin, and for the greater good of the Core.”
Baal furrowed his brow like an enraged bull. A wave of thick, ominous energy flowed out of him, causing the lower-ranked demons to flinch in fear.
However, Marvas stood tall, unshaken.
Baal looked furious on the surface, but inside, he was cheering him on.
Regardless, he shouted, “We are the demons who inherited the great Solomon’s power! Our sole reason for existence is to create a world for Solomon, by Solomon, and through Solomon! Peace in the Core is meaningless! In fact, we must pursue its destruction. Therefore, war is our unavoidable destiny!”
Despite Baal’s aggressive response, Marvas didn’t back down one bit. “Lord Baal, allow me to ask you one thing. Exactly what kind of world do you think Lord Solomon desires? Because I... I seriously don’t know anymore. Please, enlighten me. What kind of world does Lord Solomon wish for?”
Truth be told, I don’t know either, Baal thought.
He couldn’t answer that question with certainty. But he knew one thing for sure: Whatever world Solomon envisioned, it had nothing to do with peace. It was undoubtedly a world filled with agony and screams, where blood pooled underfoot, and mountains of corpses towered overhead. A world drenched in ruin, where no one was happy.