Use the power of the Demon King to destroy those reincarnated in another world

Renault put his right hand on Yuyi's head where she was wiping her tears, and stroked it gently.

"What God gives is skills. And the difference with the abilities I have is whether there's a price to pay. Because the abilities are gained in this way, I thought the skills were different from the original concept, but they are actually somewhat different."

Renault removed his right hand from Yuyi's head and stared at the palm of his hand quietly: "The essence of my ability is to connect to the world through the connection with the humanity you possess, thereby eliciting that power."

"...What does it mean?"

"To put it simply, my power is the will of the world, the desire of the world. It is the ability derived from the 'labyrinth core' where good deeds have been accumulated."

The flickering darkness enveloped the outstretched right hand. When the darkness disappeared, a dark sphere appeared in his hand.

"Is this the nature of your ability?" Ryan's question was answered by Renault: "That's right."

Then, Renault turned to the man named "Grim": "Do you know why the 'Devil' suddenly mutated?"

"No idea, no scholar in the past has ever arrived at the truth."

"Indeed. After all, the will of the world, which was suspected of being suspicious, created the 'Demon King' in rebellion against God."

Grimm frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"That's what it means." Renault laughed evilly. The sphere in the right hand was surrounded by darkness and disappeared. Renault put down his right hand and glanced at everyone again. Everyone was waiting for his words.

Although slightly skeptical, everyone believed Renault and waited for his words. Even the shaken Grimm looked him straight in the eyes, and Renault laughed happily.

"Okay, that's it for the preface." Renault said slowly, looking at everyone's faces: "Let's talk about it. What I saw. What I'm going to do. The story of all of this."

Renault looked directly at everyone, unabashedly telling the truth, and everyone felt that way.

A young man once dreamed of the future.

Although people around him have things that are taken for granted, he is destined to embark on an unfortunate and ridiculed life path, but he does not despair of his helplessness and is still dreaming of the future.

What about misfortune?

So what if I have nothing?

Isn't it enough that I at least have a sound body?

If strength is no match for your enemy, use wisdom.

If wisdom is no match for the enemy, take up strength.

If neither can contend, gather your partners and face it together.

Misfortune does not exist in this world.

why? Because misfortune is only something attracted by one's own weak will.

Just as the rain will never stop falling and the night will never last forever, in any era and world, there are possibilities to create a better future.

Just complaining about inequality won't change anything.

Have a firm will.

Have a strong mind.

A teenager who never gives up has been confident since he was a child and believes that he can do anything.

Why does he think so? He never thought about it.

If he had time to think about this boring principle, he would rather keep thinking about how to change the status quo. At some point, the boy lost his parents and met a slave trader.

It was then that the boy first learned about the concept of a businessman and was deeply shocked by his methods.

This is it. In this unequal world, a person without power can only rely on businessmen to survive. Businessmen are the support for powerless people to survive freely in the world.

He believed this firmly.

To do this, he accumulates knowledge.

To this end, he sharpened his gaze.

He spared no effort and devoted himself to pursuing his dream future. As time passed, the boy gathered friends and achieved impressive growth.

However, everything that the young man has accumulated can easily collapse in front of one person.

Years of hard work had been wiped out in a matter of minutes.

Almost all of the city where the boy lived collapsed, and the streets were filled with fleeing people.

The young man was lying on the ground, with his life in danger, when a man appeared in front of him.

Is it an accident, a trick of God, or the inevitable guidance of the world? Only God knows the truth.

But what is certain is that the man is standing in front of the boy.

The man looked down at the boy with a pair of eyes that seemed lifeless but could be mistaken for death. In a place where the smells of blood and gunpowder smoke intertwined, facing a man with immeasurable power, although the young man bowed his head, he kept staring at the man.

"How dare a dying child stare at me like this?"

"......I am going to kill you."

"Ah?" The man frowned and smiled: "Unfortunately, we call guys like you 'Villager A'."

When the boy frowned, the man said mockingly: "Don't you know yet?"

"A game character who didn't even have a name." The boy looked away from the man. He saw people screaming and helplessly buried under the ruins of the collapsing building.

There was a cry of despair. With everyone crying and screaming, only the boy looked at him firmly.

"Don't think that you are like everyone else. Except for me and my partners, everyone else is insignificant and insignificant." The man laughed at the boy, showing an evil smile.

“No matter how much resentment you have, no matter how strong your words, those who have no power are not worthy of barking.”

However, the man's words seemed not to be heard by the boy, who experienced an unprecedented anger. This fury was enough to transcend the wrath of heaven and bring silence to the boy's ears.

That evil smile was deeply engraved in his eyes. It contained anger that dulled his mind, but the boy didn't know why, but he slowly moved the corners of his mouth.

His expression lightened, as if he were imitating a man, his face turning into an evil mocking one, and the man frowned at the strange sight.

He didn't notice the boy's confusion, and the boy was in silence and paralysis, chewing on the emotions that arose in his heart.

Unlucky.

For the first time he felt unlucky.

But it wasn't the inferiority complex he felt himself.

This is the misfortune of the world.

It's not a difference in skills or magic power.

It is clearly an anomaly.

Men possess a power that is simply unattainable among the inhabitants of this world.

How is this going?

As given as birth?

negative.

If that was the case, he should have heard of this person long ago.

Did you get it the day after tomorrow?

If so, that kind of ability is too extraordinary.

In any case, it is impossible for humans in this world to possess such great power.