The Dead Soul Demon King stood in the cold winds, allowing his black flames to burn more intensely bit by bit.
As God's Might was talking, it had silently lowered its body to enter an attack stance.
It could sense that of the two prey in front of it, one of them was ready to fight while the other had fallen into despair and was ready to die.
God's Might issued the attack order.
All that's left is------
One second before it attacked, the Dead Soul Demon King suddenly stopped.
『 Wait a minute, the [Demon King Order] is speaking to him 』the Dead Soul Demon King said.
"What!?" God's Might exclaimed in shock.
He wasn't willing to accept that and pulled his weapon, wanting to do it himself.
Without a sound or warning, a sharp black claw that smelled of putrid death had appeared right in front him.
This was one of Dead Soul Demon King's fingers, no, to be exact, it was a nail on one of its fingers.