As he watched the Beast Tamers in the Desperate Realm try to resist and seize a sliver of life, the clown gentleman became even more delighted. Defying the rules would only accelerate the banquet's Erosion Power, causing them to fall into the Abyss and become mindless Demons, entirely at his mercy!
He savored the disgraceful displays of the guests as if enjoying a spectacle.
The first trial of the banquet was simply impossible to overcome. It didn't matter whether one wore formal attire or not; the ultimate fate was merely to please the Mother of Desire and become nourishment for the banquet's core.
He glanced at the Moon Princess and couldn't help but lick his lips. The true target of this banquet was precisely the authority she held: the Moon Authority!
At that very moment, a black-robed figure appeared out of thin air, startling the clown gentleman.
This familiar figure... could it be that agent of chaos!? The King of Black Robes!
