I am the emperor of Mengwang

“Hahahaha, then let me, a distinguished demon king, have some fun with a lowly devil like you! Dying at the hands of Clayman may be the most glorious thing in your life!”

Clayman looked at the three-tailed fox and the puppet being led away by Xiao, and couldn't help but curse inwardly.

But who am I!? Clayman, one of the ten elegant and noble demon kings, known as the 'Puppet Master', must always be elegant!

Guy, who was outside the field, looked at the divided battlefield and cast his gaze towards Diablo, his eyes full of interest in Diablo.

Compared to Rimuru and Clayman, he was more interested in Diablo.

Black, a special color spectrum.

Freedom and individuality are the symbols of this color spectrum.

Other color spectrums may have class divisions, but black does not. Except for the original black, no matter who you are, even if you are the original, I will not care. I love whoever you want! I don’t care about anyone!

"I didn't expect this guy to recognize his master? That slime? How interesting!"

The interest in Guy's eyes grew more intense.

Clayman on the field looked at Milim who was standing opposite Rimuru without moving, and couldn't help but curse.

“Milim, what are you doing, you idiot? Hurry up and kill that damn slime! Damn, you’re a piece of shit!”

After receiving Clayman's 'order', Milim took a step forward and disappeared in an instant, raising her small fist that was shining with the sun magic element and smashing it hard at Rimuru.

The force and brutality were so great, and somewhat influenced by personal grudges.

Rimuru looked at the punch coming towards him, and had to rely on his intuition and Raphael's thinking to speed up and finally dodge it.

As for why he didn't just fight back, Rimuru is not stupid. Only a very stupid person would fight with Milim with fists!

However, thanks to Mo Li's special training for Rimuru and his special skill "Intuition" plus Raphael's assistance, Rimuru did not suffer any loss at the hands of Milim this time.

After fighting with Rimuru for more than ten rounds, Milim couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Rimuru has become stronger!

Then I will use one more ten percent of my strength, and just thinking about this, Milim’s speed and strength increased a bit.

Rimuru felt the sudden increase in power and became more cautious.

The battle between the two immediately fell into a stalemate.

When Clement saw this scene, he couldn't help but curse inwardly.

“Damn, Milim is such a loser!”

“Haha, you should take care of yourself first! After all… you insulted Lord Rimuru. Even if I can’t kill you, I will torture you!”

Diablo smiled and stretched out his black claws and started rubbing them.

"You damn devil, go to hell!"

Roaring like this, Clement used all his best methods, dark magic, hexes, and mental magic to attack Diablo.

Diablo, who couldn't kill Clayman, could only leisurely counter Clayman's moves. When he got tired of countering them, he would cast a weak magic on Clayman to create the illusion that he was not strong.

Just like that, Clayman fell and stood up again, fell and stood up again, and Diablo had a lot of fun.

"What a bad taste! Black."

How could Guy, who was outside the field, not see Diablo's tricks? Looking at Diablo teasing Clayman, Guy couldn't help but reveal a playful smile.

Rhine and Misalie, who were standing by, looked at the miserable Clayman and not only did they not feel the slightest bit of sympathy, but they even felt a little... comfortable! Yes, comfortable!

Who made this damn guy call Hei a lowly demon? Isn't this insulting all of their original intentions?

Live it!

The other demon kings present were not shaken at all when watching this scene, and some even showed contempt.

"That's... the original black, right!?"

Velzard, who was hiding in a certain space with Mo Li, looked at Diablo who was playing tricks on Clayman and said with some surprise.

"Aura... Devil Lord! Has he been given a name and incarnated?!"

Velzard said this with some disbelief.

“Aren’t you shocked? He’s one of the original demons, along with Guy and Misali, the Original Black!”

"Aren't you curious about why the Original Black would help your little slime?"

Velzard turned his gaze towards Mo Li who was still drinking tea nonchalantly at the side.

“Not curious, nor shocked!”

Mo Li shook his head lightly. He had expected the Original Black to be here, so of course he was not curious.

"Haha, you have such a big heart!"

"Alas, I don't know when my precious little brother will be able to come out!?"

Velzard propped up her chin and said something in a boring tone.

"It will be soon. Veldora will definitely come!"

Mo Li said lightly, if he remembered correctly, Rimuru seemed to have a skill to summon a storm dragon, and when Rimuru could no longer hold on, the storm dragon should come out.

"Forget it. Anyway, it's worth coming out today. I didn't expect to encounter so many interesting things!"

"Hey, that blue-haired kid is pretty strong!"

At this time, Velzard was attracted by Xiao’s agile skills and couldn’t help but praise him.

Listening to what Velzard said, Li Qiye couldn't help but turn his gaze towards the direction of Xiao's battlefield.

Great progress indeed!

Mo Li couldn't help but nodded with relief.

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At the same time, compared to Rimuru's barely able to maintain himself and Diablo's playing around, Xiao's situation is much easier.

He directly took out his own Hepu Kite and brutally abused the mechanical puppets of Jiu Mo Luo and Clayman.

He didn't even wear a Yaksha mask, and was directly crushed.

The attacks of the three-tailed fox and the mechanical puppet were either useless or dodged by Xiao.

From the beginning of the battle until now, neither of them has hit Xiao once, and has been suppressed by Xiao the entire time.

If we talk about combat experience in Tempest, apart from Mo Li the wall-hanger, Rota the dragon king, and Diablo the original who has lived for who knows how long, I am afraid that even the current Bai Lao and Rimuru may not have as much combat experience as Xiao.

The many demon kings outside the field couldn't help but show admiration when watching Xiao's battle.

"Not bad, this blue-haired guy is as powerful as any ordinary human saint!"

Guy couldn't help but praise Xiao.

"Indeed, the strength is not weak, and the offensive is also fierce!"

Dagu Shulu also admired Xiao's martial arts.

"Yeah!"

Ramiris agreed.

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After a moment, the mechanical puppet was turned into some scrap metal under Xiao's fierce attack.

The three-tailed fox, which would later become Jiumo Luo, was beaten back to his original form by Xiao.

"That's it!"

Xiao put away the Kabuto in his hand, glanced at the three-tailed fox that he had knocked unconscious, and turned his gaze to Guy who was still sitting on the Demon King's throne outside the arena.

"That guy? The devil who murdered the emperor!"

"You are indeed very strong, but I won't let you go!"

Xiao's cold gaze instantly aroused Guy's interest.

"Oh, what an intense gaze, and filled with so much malice! Is it that little fellow?"

Guy turned his gaze back to Xiao on the battlefield.

"Haha, this is interesting!"

What a malicious intent, and this little guy is definitely hiding something! What is it! It's really bold and interesting!

The corners of Guy's mouth rose slightly. At this moment, he felt that this Demon King's Banquet was becoming more and more interesting.

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