Bab 323: Chapter 323: Desperation

"He's gone, and I can't even trace him back now," Lucifer said coldly, his words laced with frustration as he addressed the other Demon Lords.

"Gone? Just like that?" Beelzebub, a burly humanoid figure with the head of a hound, muttered mockingly. His tone was edged with disbelief, though a trace of amusement lingered in his voice.

Leviathan, the embodiment of envy, leaned against one of the glowing rock pillars, a sly smirk curling his lips. "Oh, How the mighty Lucifer falters," he sneered softly, clearly taking pleasure in Lucifer's misfortune.

Belphegor, the ever-lazy Sin of Sloth, let out a long yawn, barely managing to keep his eyes open. "Are we done here? This was far too much effort for nothing," he muttered, his voice as lethargic as his demeanor.

The Sin of Lust, Asmodeus, sighed, her tone exuding disinterest and mild disappointment. "What a waste. I had hoped to see this 'Heir of Ruination' for myself."