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Volume 5 Chapter 29

Volume 5 Chapter 29


 (Jamael's Side)


 Zeke's archenemy, Jamael.

 He was suspended high above the continent where Zeke and the others resided.


 A floating fortress in the sky.

 A magical device crafted by Jamael.


 In the heart of the fortress.


 "What in the world are you doing, you fool?!?!?!"


 Jamael, the Ultra Demon Lord, was furiously slapping Grisha, Zeke's father.

 Slap!

 He struck again and again, as if venting his rage.


 "You! Your goal was to hold Zeke back, wasn't it? So why are you letting him get away? Huh, you idiot!!!!"


 The plan was to have Grisha stall Zeke and crush the Demon Lord's nation.

 However, while Grisha had indeed managed to stall Zeke, it wasn't nearly enough, and as a result, they failed to obliterate the nation.


 It was due to Zeke's miraculous power, and more importantly, the strength of the citizens who were on the defense──much greater than Jamael had anticipated...

 All of that failure was now being pinned squarely on Grisha.


 Yet, despite being yelled at unfairly, Grisha held his tongue, saying nothing in response.


 "Hmph... well, whatever. As long as I can take down that damn Zeke in the end."


 For Jamael, killing Zeke took precedence over destroying the Demon Lord's nation.


 "I've already concocted a plan to lure him into my domain... so it's fine by me."


 A plan.

 That meant Zeke's sister, Cino.

 To save her, Zeke would surely come charging into this airborne fortress of Jamael's.


 "With all my inventions within this fortress, that fool will waltz right in... kukukuku! Gyahahaha!"


 Lost in his fantasies of Zeke's demise at the hands of his creations, Jamael reveled alone.


 "Zeke, you think that with those hands of yours, you can save everyone, don't you? But that very belief is what will lead to your downfall!"


 Jamael turned around.

 Behind the throne-like chair, a massive capsule sat ominously.


 "Our forces consist of modified humans, an Ultra Demon Lord, and... this trump card. With these, Zeke... I shall completely bury you!"


 Jamael stares off into the distance, lost in thought.


 "Now, Zeke... it's time for the final round. Let's put an end to this long-standing grudge, shall we?"


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