Boom!
Right after being freed, the demon king immediately delivered a punch that was like a small explosion right into the middle of Alaric's abdomen.
"Cough!"
Causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood, then slamming hard into the same wall as before.
Same location.
Once again, the dust covered The King.
No one could tell what was happening in that layer of dust.
Maybe he was dead.
Or maybe he was still alive.
But for the demon king, that was no longer important.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
The demon king clicked his tongue as he glanced at his own body.
The obsidian had been completely destroyed.
Revealing his muscular and sturdy upper body.
If it were any other situation, the Demon King would definitely feel proud to show off these abs.
8-pack.
Not a 6-pack.
"Sigh."
Then, he let out a frustrated sigh.
"This is the first time I've worn that armor in battle since I was resurrected… But I didn't expect it to be destroyed so quickly."
The Demon King shook his head.
"Useless."
