Chapter 609 – Ruler of the East -1-

“Let’s go!”

As I pulled the chain around his mouth, Gabor began to fly, moving his tail left and right in displeasure.

Roman looked down at the scene of hell, holding the reins with one hand.

Well, there was nothing special about it. There is nothing but barren land that continues.

“Hmm, there’s nothing worth seeing.”

─···.

Although it was disappointing that there was no eye candy, the feeling of flying and moving around like this was actually not bad.

A demon without wings but capable of high-speed flight, as if swimming, is surprising whether it is in the water or in the air.

“Demons are eating people. Where are they airlifting them from?”

When the interrogation began, the devil held his breath.

I don’t know where Roman came from, but I know for a fact that he is a person whose appearance is beyond compare.

Gabor confessed that as he continued to worry, he remembered the pain the blade had caused him.

─ If you truly worship the Demon God, he will periodically reward you…!

“For food?”

─···.

Gabor closed his mouth and fell into trouble again.

This or that is not his business, and he only asks one last question, pulling on his chain with the intention of tearing the corner of his mouth.

“For food?”

─ That’s entertainment…

“There’s no problem with demons living even if they don’t eat humans, right?”

─ Wow, that’s right.

“That’s what the devil does. That’s understandable.”

Even though he knew the truth, Roman was not particularly impressed.

This is because his true nature is not that of a righteous hero who would be indignant and angry at the devil for preying on helpless humans.

This was simply a confirmation of information.

Since I was tired of seeing warlocks and demons even on the continent, I checked to see if the home ground of hell would make a difference.

But.

Was the silence that came at the right time a fear for the devil who confessed?

Gabor rolled his eyes to check the mood, and Roman kicked him in the head.

“Look ahead.”

─ Yep···.

The gaze of the fish and devil fell and Roman continued his thoughts comfortably.

Where do demons get so many humans?

Actually, answering this question didn’t require much thought. Roman has an answer that is more than powerful but close to certainty.

‘It’s a different dimension.’

How many foolish creators are there who have been deceived by demons?

With what kind of heart do they dedicate the creations they created?

As long as there exists a hell called Pandemonium in the world.

Perhaps tomorrow, the continent of the goddess where Lee Geon-Roman lives with his wives.

So that there is not even a successor who can drop the demon’s head and carry on its will. This is a future that could come at any time if we don’t clean up this dirty world.

‘Now I will never see tears in the goddess’ eyes.’

Isn’t it true that we were promised true names?

I just want to hear my true name as soon as possible and get rid of titles that feel distant, like ‘goddess.’

Self-motivation and organization in your head.

After finishing them, Roman tapped the flying devil with his heel.

“Hey, go Bobo.”

─ This is Gabor…

“It’s fun question and answer time again. Isn’t it good?”

The body that was swimming in the air, languidly, hardens in a way that is easy to understand.

Roman asked a question while resting his back comfortably on the fin rising from the devil’s back.

“Who is the highest ranked person in Pandemonium?”

─ Baal and Amon.

“Seeing as the answer comes out quickly, it looks like there is a big difference in power between those two and the other great devils?”

─ Still, Agares rules the eastern part of Pandemonium…!

“What should I do?”

Roman, who suffered both bruises and bruises, continued to answer questions.

“If the Great Devil dies, what is the probability that another Great Devil will come looking for revenge?”

─ I don’t think that will ever happen.

“Reason.”

─ Yes?

“Ha, you clueless bastard. Tell me why you answered that way.”

Roman continued to ask questions afterward.

In this way, I gradually built up my knowledge about Pandemonium.

Maybe it’s because this guy even has his own name and holds a place under the Great Devil.

It had information that could be evaluated as being of good quality.

However, Roman himself does not have eyes like Rike, so how can he believe everything?

In order to determine the authenticity of this information, it would be better to catch another devil and cross-verify it.

What you need to pay attention to right away is whether it is clearly guided to the owner by flight.

You’ll have to see that.

“Okay, now tell me about your master. What are Agares’ specialties and abilities?”

─ ···It is impossible to run away from Agares.

“What are you talking about?”

Roman maintains a light mood and continues to be suspicious.

Is this guy really taking me to his master? He might be pulling a trick called suicide by dropping a bomb on another great evil.

Any direction will kill everyone, so it doesn’t matter in the end.

But I hate wasting time and twisting the route.

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─ Arrived. Agares’ last name is ‘Goshawk of Immorality’.

It was literally a real castle. It is bigger than the palace where the emperor of the empire resides.

However, it was only a moment before the castle came into Roman’s field of vision, and then his attention was drawn to the huge presence located deep in the depths.

‘Oh?’

It was clear that there was a devil who fell into the category of transcendence.

The corners of my mouth naturally rose.

‘Are you going to use your hand first?’

Roman stood up on top of Gabor, held the Rakshasa, and looked down at the castle from above.

I’m sure they’ve read this one too, but it’s quiet even if I wait.

“Let’s go down.”

─ I understand.

Only then did Roman turn his attention to the castle and see a pure white tree growing on the terrace of the highest floor.

Roman narrowed his eyes as he had never seen anything other than human bones in Pandemonium.

“Bororo. What is that tree?”

─ This is Gabor… Well, Agares loves art.

Roman laid down the Rakshasa and struck Gabor’s head with the blade.

The huge body trembled, as if remembering the pain of being pierced between the eyes.

“No, what is that?”

─ ···This tree is made from only the bones of human ring fingers.

“What kind of art is this? It’s like an asshole.”

Roman moved Gabor near the white tree and settled in the highest spot in the castle.

“Stay still. It’s good manners to park properly.”

─···.

Roman attached a chain to Gabor’s fin in the form of his leash and roughly tied it to a pure white tree.

Since this fish is so big, I felt like the line was short, but what can I do?

It is a condition that you must endure.

“I think this chain is my lifeline. If it breaks, I die?”

─ Yes…

“If you ever wondered how dirty my temper was or how fast my legs were, why not run away?”

Since Roman seemed dissatisfied with the treatment, he did not listen to the answer and entered the castle.

Jeez. Jeez. Jeopuk.

There was no need to kill its presence. Roman’s footsteps echoed in the dark hallway.

Go straight inside where the devil is.

Because it was an overly large castle, the roads were complicated, so Roman walked in a straight line, breaking down the walls.

The door we faced like that.

The huge door through which the ogre would enter and exit is white. It was obvious even without asking what it was made of.

The devil who appears to be the gatekeeper booms! Thud! It came making a sound.

A large muscular figure who can tell why the ceiling is high, a huge battle-ax in his hand, a helm with eyeholes and horns.

It looked like it had been painted as a gatekeeper.

─ The human, Agares, is waiting inside.

Do you see yourself as food?

Roman clicked his tongue when he saw drool dripping from under the helmet that covered his face.

“Tsk, when did you see this dirty bastard?”

As Roman shoots, the devil flashes his eyes and approaches his face.

And then, as if warning, his voice growled lowly.

─ Agares is in front. Don’t be arrogant about human subjects.

“Hey.”

─ Remember, in front of Agares, put your head on the ground and do not raise your eyes. This is the last warning before you tear it to death.

“Do you like shotguns?”

A situation where each person only says what to say.

Roman reached into his inventory and pulled out his gun.

A double barrel shotgun purchased in the shadows of Korea and bullets given divine power by Atra.

Regardless of whether the devil was making a fuss or not, Roman recalled his past life and loaded the red gauge with familiar hands.

─ Don’t forget the honor of meeting Agares, a lowly human. If I were to be reborn as a devil, this body would teach me etiquette…

As Roman continued to preach, drooling, he shoved the shotgun into the mouth exposed under the helmet.

Taang! Taang!

Atra’s divine power spread like a firework, blowing away her gatekeeper’s head cleanly.

The devil’s flesh stuck to the wall, and silence fell in the hallway as the large figure fell, kicking up dust.

“Hmm! That’s cool.”

It seems easy to get to this level.

Roman fired two powerful shots, throwing the broken shotgun to the floor and kicking down the door.

The bone door collapsed, revealing Agares sitting ignorantly on a large crocodile.

The Agares that Roman sees is a blonde man.

However, his size and appearance are slightly out of human form.

His dull skin and horns protruding from his head contain obscene mana, and his eyes are all red.

And.

‘Wizard?’

Colorful orbs are floating around.

Roman took his stride with his observation, and Agares smiled and opened his mouth.

─ I had a lot of questions, so I wanted to start a conversation, but it doesn’t matter if you accept it kindly even after losing a subordinate like this.

One of the orbs floating in the air flashed.

At the same time.

Roman’s body explodes! It shattered the castle with a sound and crashed into a red mountain located far away.

Attraction and repulsion.

This was Agares’ specialty as he did not tolerate runaways.