Chapter 774:
The current Demon World was located in the southwestern region of the Tionis Continent, deep under the Tartaros’ Subterranean Mountain Ranges.
They had been forced to retreat after the demon race’s defeat during the Demon War of the past , driven away into the Tartaros’ Subterranean Mountain Ranges. Ever since then, the entire subterranean mountain ranges had been sealed off—with the demons’ hatred towards the human race added in, no trade or communication had taken place between the two races.
The human, Davey O’Rowane, had destroyed the vampires’ scheme and killed the demons who attacked the Tionis Continent. Yet it was not enough for the human, Davey O’Rowane, to drive away the demons—he even usurped the Demon King and took over the role himself. In the end, he completely burned down the barrier that sealed off the path connecting the Tionis Continent and the Tartaros’ Subterranean Mountain Ranges.
But the consequences and implications of his actions did not end there.
When he became the Demon King, the Demon King’s authority was splintered and distributed in pieces. Only a few of the Demon King’s authorities remained with him, while the rest were scattered all over the place. Those who had the authorities were hailed as a Demon King. Faced with such circumstances, the Demon World was left in a continuous cycle of power struggles.
“Explain it right away! You cannot stay silent like that forever!” the balrog shouted, his gigantic figure equally intimidating as his eyes burning with fury.
This furious balrog was the one who took over the throne when the Balrog King died and disappeared in the past. Of course, the balrog was a completely different race from the demons. However, they had already been tied together for a very long time before now.
“Tell me! Why can't we do it?! If I don’t get a satisfactory answer from you, I will bring my army right away to turn your territory into rubble!” the balrog cried loudly.
The blue-skinned demon sighed. “Enough with the vulgarity, Grosche. Use that brain of yours, that’s filled with nothing but muscles, for thinking sometimes.”