Chapter 333. The Trap (2)
Caron gripped Guillotine tightly as he fixed his gaze on the enemy before him.
He could feel it, just by looking into that endless, abyssal violet. This one was no mere projection, no puppet like before. This was the true body of the Demon King of Sloth.
The power of Slaughter that resided in Caron, and Guillotine itself, both screamed the same truth that the foe before him was no illusion.
A chill ran down Caron's spine, yet he welcomed the sensation.
"It's my first time seeing the real body, isn't it?" he remarked. There was no fear in his voice.
There was only murderous intent and exhilaration in that spot.
It wasn't the Malevolent Emperor, but it was still a Demon King standing before him. It was the kind of wretch whose head he'd longed to sever.
But even if this wasn't the Emperor, then so be it—he could always kill that one later. For now, all that mattered was the enemy before his eyes.
Whoosh!
Azure Mana surged from Caron, glowing a deep oceanic blue. The sea spread out, and greedily, it consumed the surrounding space, swallowing Beatrice and Sloth alike in its current.
"So the mad dog throws himself willingly into the trap." Sloth's voice echoed all around.
And then...