Volume 3 Chapter 4 Ruzzel, Moving with the Majin
Demon Lord Zeke is, at that very moment, bathing with the previous Demon Lord.
Meanwhile, Ruzzel, the son of the former, had made his home on a deserted island floating in the northwest region of the continent.
A castle built by enhancing a mountain, [New Demon Lord Castle].
In the underground experiment facility spread a multitude of majin thronging together.
"Sir Ruzzel."
"Ah, Jamael! This [majin army] is quite the accomplishment!"
The old commander of the Demon Lord army, Jamael, bows respectfully.
"It's an honor. These majin were mass-produced from captured refugees, yet they still possess strength that surpasses Demonkin."
"Impressive how you managed to gather so many refugees."
"Indeed! I raided them in bulk from a secret location I recently discovered. The citizens must be in quite the pickle with a fool for a commander... hehehe!"
The number of majin is staggering.
With such overwhelming numbers, this world would fall in no time.
"Now, allow me to introduce ten of my most remarkable creations from the majin!"
Jamael leads Ruzzel to another room.
It resembled a training ground.
Ten majin were sparring against each other.
With incredible speed, each strike carries force comparable to the mightiest magic.
"Everyone! Before Sir Ruzzel! Show your respect!"
The majin kneel before Jamael and the others, going thud...!
with their heads down.
"I see, these ten possess intelligence as well."
"Yes, these [Ten Commandments] were developed by extracting data from that loser hero the other day, crafted from his cells. Their power, speed, and magical energy... are extraordinary."
"Ten Commandments... hehehe, wonderful, wonderful!"
Ruzzel laughs joyfully.
Meanwhile, Jamael proudly declares.
"With the majin army and the Ten Commandments, they shall aid in your path to dominance, Sir Ruzzel."
"Well done, Jamael. I commend you."
"Haha! It is truly an honor!"
Ruzzel gazed over the Ten Commandments.
Among them, there stood a majin exuding a strange aura.
"Well, this one looks particularly strong."
"One of the Ten Commandments, known as the [No Kill] man, he is."
The man called No Kill was wrapped in black armor from head to toe.
Since he wore a full-face helmet, his face was hidden.
"Hehe... I can tell. This No Kill fellow seems to harbor quite a grudge."
'Kill... Demon Lord... Zeke... Kill...'
Like a sleepwalker, the No Kill man kept repeating the word "kill."
"Negative emotions empower us demons. This one is particularly strong among the Ten Commandments."
"As expected of Sir Ruzzel, your insight is remarkable!"
Ruzzel lightly touched the shoulder of the No Kill man.
"I have high hopes for you."
'Kill... Kiiillllll!'
Bwoosh...!
Dark magic surged from the No Kill man.
Bam!
In an instant, it blew off Ruzzel's arm.
"You! What are you doing!? To harm Sir Ruzzel!? Shall I execute you!?"
"It's fine, Jamael. This is nothing serious."
Crack!
Ruzzel's lost arm regenerated fully.
"Without such spirit, we cannot defeat that Demon Lord. Hehe... you've made a fine soldier, Jamael."
"Y-yes! Your generous consideration is truly appreciated!"
The majin army.
The Ten Commandments, and the mysterious No Kill man.
"The time has come. Jamael, unleash the soldiers. The time to seize the world has arrived."
Ruzzel grinned and said.
"Let us unveil the New Demon Lord Army."
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