The Great Demon Lord's City Development ~The Ideal City Built with Magic, Science, and Monsters

Defeated the Demon King of [Tree].

They were quite good and powerful enemies, but not enough for us to feel the crisis.

The victory in [war] is confirmed by the killing of the Demon King.

Usually I break the crystal in a chase to get my medals and abilities, but I dared decide not to break them.

For a reason. If you break it, or [rule] it, all the dungeons and demons disappear.

Even though he has almost killed demons, [Tree] demon kings have borrowed demons from numerous demon kings in this war.

I want to give it back to you whenever possible.

Being an ace-class demon isn't just an important force for the Demon King, it's bonded. I know the pain of losing them, too.

"Quina, how much magic did you use on your tail?"

"About three thousand and two hundred. Try again and save up!

Quina uses immense magic when she evolves into an empty fox and when she returns, and continues to consume magic while she is an empty fox.

And it's a mechanism of putting the excess magic back into your tail savings again when you get it back.

The magic power of three thousand and two hundred B-rank demons is so irresistible.

In addition, there is a constraint that tail magic cannot evolve without a situation where it is stored in 9999 bottles.

It's a trump card that you can keep for a while once you use it.

"Master, I have a souvenir for Duke. This is the list. Check it out later. Even with Quina's opponent, miraculously [Tree] 's demon king's body remains in its original form. Now Duke might be able to [enhance resurrection] even the Demon King."

"Helpful. There were a lot of pretty good materials. Besides, the demon king's body would be a good experiment. After awakening to [Dragon Emperor] and gaining strength, we have not been able to test whether the resurrection of the Demon King is possible."

"Mm-hmm. Mostly there's always no original form left. Quina's power is too cluttered."

"Quina's not bad! It's like if you lose a little power, you're gonna get hit, 'cause you're just fighting the shit out of them!

Duke is an S-ranked dragon who presides over darkness and death.

He owns the [enhanced resuscitation] of reviving and reinforcing corpses before placing them under his control.

Because of this skill, we are gaining strength every time we fight.

This time, the demon kings of this world were lending their aces to the demon kings of [trees], so it's a huge gain.

I want to return the demons I can return, but even if the dead demons are resurrected, I can't return ownership because they will no longer be demons. Don't hesitate to make the most of it.

And I owe it to the tea rounds, Fortress Brown, to be brought home with the body.

Normally, demonic bodies disappear into blue particles in minutes, but do not deteriorate with tea pseudo [storage].

I mean, I can keep it that way.

We'll go to the crystal room while we chat.

Just in case, look across the whole dungeon from the crystal.

Because there is also the possibility that the [tree] demon king defeated by Quina is a fake.

I saw the whole thing, but there is no difference.

In a few minutes, there will be an end to [the war] contact.

"Don't you have to crush this? Or what your husband said about [domination]?

"Don't. For the future."

On different thoughts, I decided to do so.

There was no abnormality, so Avis Howl from [Storage]. Invoke a metastatic demon.

Abyss Howl carves out the transfer formation.

Once, back to my dungeon.

There's something I need to tell the Syels.

"Looks like you're ready for the transfer formation. We're going back."

"No, it was a good exercise."

"Mmm, happy with the Rounds data"

"I'm a little short."

That's how we escaped the [tree] dungeon.

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As I was telling Syels about the future, the voice of the Creator began to sound.

'The wars of [creation] and [trees] ended with the victory of [creation]. It was an uninteresting outcome, but it wasn't a boring battle. Perhaps this world is not an out-of-the-box either. He entertained me at the end. "

The metastasis begins.

A dungeon called into the white room was about to return to its original space.

Don't you have to go back?

Ask everyone who came to reinforce me.

As it stands, this white room makes it possible to transfer to Avalon. If we go back to normal space, we won't be able to go home.

I can't go back without this dungeon and the people who live there, but it's possible for the Quinas to let me go home here.

"No, it's okay. Quina is with you."

"Mm-hmm. I told Duke and Marco I was going to the master."

And you can go back there in a few days.

"If Duke and Marco have permission, is that okay?"

The loss of the three demons in [Pledge] will hurt militarily, but those two will not misjudge.

It is gratifying that the Quinas will remain, even though they will beat the Demon King of...... [Tree] and will have the authority to administer this world, which could be attacked with resentment by other Demon Kings.

Most of all, what scares me more than that is that the thug I was hoping to get busted today is mad in the end [storage] without its turn.

We'll follow up on this guy later.

If it were a mock fight with Lorono's Rounds, it would be neat. Lorono's would also like to take data on the Rounds that didn't show up today.

"You're back."

The dungeon has already returned to its original location, and me and the three [Demons of the Pledge] will be flown into the Palace Demon King's Dance Hall.

... Ciel's splinter on his shoulder said, 'Why not! Today's date is Ciel. It's sloppy! Piuuuuuuuu!' he complains.

Up to three demons can walk to the Palace Demon King, and the rest are forced back into the original world for each dungeon, but Ciel seems unhappy that he has been returned.

Speaking of which, even though the ultra-small schizophrenia, why is Ciel on the shoulder safe? It's not recognized as a demon because the amount and size of magic is too small? If so, this is a hole in the system. Maybe I can use it for something next time.

The applause was heard and the consciousness was drawn back.

The Lord of applause is the Creator.

I was on the most prominent central stage right now, and the gaze of my sandalwood creator, the Demon King, all over the hall, was gathering on me.

"That's right, the most powerful demon king of the best world. Isn't it a triumph despite all that handedness? For a long time, Prokel entertained me."

"I've never fought enough to entertain the Creator."

"That's not a bad place, either. How much more fun it is to deal with someone than a snarling demon king.... That's a reward. Let's give up this world, as promised."

My right arm had a tremendous fever and a print I had never seen was engraved all over my arm.

Almost unconsciously, uttering a certain word.

"[Book of God]"

Then, the tattoo leaves the skin and folds into a single book.

A book written in golden lettering of an old outfit.

It looked a lot like the Book of the Demon King.

Open the page to be sure. This is the administrative terminal of this world.

It just seems more restrictive than I thought, and there's a price to wield.

"As long as I have it, I can shake it as God. You should use this boring world to your liking. Prokel took the same stage as me. He's a demon king and he's on a stage called God."

"Oh, now I'm on par with you"

"Equally, I wonder if that's too much on the diagram. My world is eleven. More importantly, he has been a senior as a god for about 3,000 years.... Still, if Prokel has been repeating Giant Killing, he could do something about it. Oh, I'm looking forward to it. Peel your teeth off. If you want to entertain me, I'll forgive you too. If you challenge me and defeat me, you will be humiliated and desperate and lost."

Overwhelming margin.

The weight of three thousand years.

I defeated some ancient and powerful demon kings, but a hundred, two hundred years of the world at best.

It's too different in size.

Still, if I were to become this puppet, if I were to be forced into pointless killing between demon kings, I would be challenged to fight.

Look me in the eye and the Creator nods happily.

"I enjoyed it enough. Let's just say we go back. There's still food and booze. Come on, Demon Kings, enjoy a new conversation with God. Ha, ha, ha."

The Creator disappears.

And it was the demon king, including me, who was left behind.

... I'm the god of this world right now, and it's troubling to say I'm the Demon King.

The demon kings of this world do not open a single population.

I'm on guard.

I'm the first person to talk to.

"Guys, I need to ask you something"

They think of me as an enemy, but I don't.

Let's speak in good faith so that you can solve the misunderstanding and help us.

The world and them who said they didn't need a Creator.

That's why I want to be friends with them and work with them.