Chapter 161: How Could You Possibly Be That Demon God King...
The world in their vision twisted without warning.
It was like viewing the world through a shimmering soap bubble—bizarre and surreal.
This phenomenon was extremely brief, vanishing in an instant as their vision returned to normal. But what replaced it was no longer the original world, instead an equally abnormal space.
They now stood in a temple-like plaza without a roof.
This temple appeared to have neither sky nor ground, as if floating in the dark silence of cosmic space.
Then, Hazyirus's expression shifted slightly as it recognized this place.
Though it appeared much smaller than the bizarre space shown in the images it had been shown—perhaps it was just a tiny fragment of that alternate space.
But there was no mistake, however—
"H-how is this possible...!"
It couldn't help but let out a raspy, mechanical sound like rusty machinery.
The reason the Lord of Mechanical Lifeforms, the Evil God Melbazoa, paid special attention to this world's King Solomon was the fear of encountering a similar accident, the emergence of a being of the same caliber.
Previously, Hazyirus had no idea what or who King Solomon was, nor did it even know what Earth was. Its master didn't seem to know either.
They only knew to attack whichever world their master commanded, to destroy whichever world their master designated.
But after discovering this world, their operations had changed somewhat.
Instead of launching direct assaults, they chose to investigate thoroughly first.
Wasn't such behavior a lack of trust in their own power?
They'd never acted like this before.
It wasn't until recently that Hazyirus learned some more concealed information.
Above their master existed a Creator, and this Creator was currently preparing to attack a world.
Correction—it should be said the Creator was preparing to reclaim a world that originally belonged to them, and that world bore striking similarities to the one they were currently targeting.
The mythological systems were similar, and the history called "humanity" was also quite alike.
Especially since a special human-deity confrontation had occurred there, where an extraordinarily abnormal existence emerged among humans, possessing unimaginable power. Thus, they were ordered to investigate whether similar figures in this world were abnormal.
Fortunately, that human from the Primordial Creator's side had mutually annihilated with their opponent; otherwise, it was said even Hazyirus's creator, the Evil God Melbazoa, would likely be no match for that power.
As for the similar figure investigated here, they appeared vastly different and posed no threat.
Even if resurrected, Hazyirus didn't believe he could truly be that formidable.
If he were as powerful as the one on the other side, would he need to act so covertly?
Clearly, it was the lack of capability that prevented King Solomon from taking such action, so Hazyirus directly engaged with him, intending to forcibly capture him.
However, it never anticipated the situation would abruptly turn out like this.
Although this appeared to be a parallel world, if the two worlds were unrelated, it would be impossible for someone with identical abilities to exist.
Yet, what was it witnessing now? Could it be dismissed as an illusion?
Its pupils contracted, and cold sweat trickled down its face—assuming it possessed sweat glands, otherwise it would truly be drenched in cold sweat.
It stared in even greater disbelief at this figure, for his appearance had slightly altered, perfectly matching that person.
"How is this possible? How could you be the Demon God King—Solomon? You clearly perished together with Satan in the final battle between humans and gods!"
Hazyirus's voice trembled, laced with fear!
As his subordinates, the Four Generals, though unaware of the details, grew panicked upon witnessing their master's terror.
For their master to be afraid meant the opponent's power surpassed his own.
"Lord Hazyirus, what does that King Solomon mean?"
The more intelligent one immediately realized that their master's words contained crucial information.
However, the master seemed too shocked and terrified to hear its words.
"All forces, full power!!!"
As the leader of the Four Generals, it immediately issued this command.
In the next instant, all Four Generals including itself unleashed their full power without hesitation, as if determined to exhaust all their energy in a single attack.
Each of them released massive laser beams or fired volleys of missiles.
Simultaneously, the Four Generals charged forward with all their might...
They were launching a suicidal assault, intending to rush close to the enemy and self-destruct!!!
They wanted to buy time for their master, hoping their self-destruction could destabilize this space and allow their master to escape.
"What in the world!"
A bewildered voice escaped from the lips of the twin-tailed girl Ravel.
How did the situation reverse so suddenly?
Just moments ago, they were the ones trembling in fear before these terrifying interdimensional beings.
Now these interdimensional beings suddenly discovered King Solomon was different from what they imagined?
They seemed to recognize who King Solomon was, but didn't they already know from the beginning?
This must be a joke, but the current situation was anything but funny!
That was the genuine King Solomon!
Yet the latter part of their words confused Ravel, something about King Solomon perishing together with Satan in the final battle between humans and gods?
She had never heard such a story.
And what was this final battle between humans and gods anyway?
Suddenly, the terrifying aura of death snapped Ravel back to reality. She stared in horror at the overwhelming attacks coming their way.
Any single beam, any single missile, if even one hit her, she had no doubt she would die instantly.
She equally believed her brother couldn't withstand a single attack either, he would be killed immediately.
The power required to kill her brother would need to be at least a full-power strike from an Ultimate-class Devil.
Which meant these dense attacks were equivalent to hundreds of Ultimate-class Devils attacking at full power?
It's over. We're doomed!
Ravel was about to show a despairing expression.
Not just her, even Rias and the others revealed somewhat hopeless expressions.
Although the enemy showed fear toward the person behind them, right now they were genuinely experiencing the terror of death from the enemy's attack.
Therefore, everyone instinctively believed they would be annihilated in this wave of attacks.
But just as destruction was about to descend, space-time seemed to freeze!