Dekan had finally cast off all moral restraints.
Once again, the tombstones of the Demon Kings flickered with light.
But the frequency of the light was obviously off.
Some Demon Kings seemed to have already become extremely angry, while others were helpless.
However.
Not a single one of the remaining 32 Demon Kings chose to endorse Dekan.
They even started cursing Dekan in their evaluations.
Dekan wasn’t surprised by this; he just scanned his surroundings.
“Alright, you’re great, you’re noble.”
Dekan seemed to still be upset.
“I’ll dig up each and every one of your graves until all the Demon Kings recognize me.”
Dekan had clearly been driven to lose his mind by these Demon Kings.
He no longer cared about the grave-digging affecting his reputation.
Wicked?
It’s the graves of Demon Kings…
So, it’s fine.
Great merits.
“Namu Mogin Guard Bodhisattva, the Buddha would laugh along with me.”
While muttering this, Dekan lifted the hammer identical to Cornelia’s again and chose the grave that had insulted him the most to dig up.
……
Karlst’s eyes twitched.
He was dumbfounded.
There was actually a prison guard attempting to coerce the Demon Kings into approval?
Wasn’t he afraid of death?
Even if this could somehow clear the eighth level, the moment the current Demon King caught him, he would surely meet his demise through the cruelest means possible!
“Stop it! If the Demon King returns and finds out what you’ve done, there will be no place for you in the Demon Realm!”
Karlst shouted.
“Will the Demon King spare me if I stop right now?”
Dekan, without looking back, continued hammering down and asked.
Karlst looked at the tomb which Dekan had already destroyed beyond recognition, and at the black stele lying on the ground like non-recyclable garbage.
He immediately felt speechless.
Looks like you’re already doomed.
So digging up one or two more doesn’t make much of a difference.
!!
Karlst covered his eyes; he has decided to ignore it all.
The rules of this level were set by the previous Demon Kings, and once violated, would suppress and seal him with Demon King’s Power, which could only be altered by the current Demon King.
But the former Demon Kings were all proud and stubborn.
The rules they established clearly showed they were not the kinds who would back down because of simple grave-digging.
Even if Dekan were to destroy all the graves, not a single Demon King would yield.
However, if not even a single Demon King supported Dekan, even if he completely dug out the remaining 32 graves of the Demon Kings, his support rate would still be a 0%.
Unless at least one Demon King recognized Dekan, and he destroyed all the other graves, Dekan wouldn’t be able to reach a 100% support rate.
In that case, he would indeed have an extreme control over the ownerless magic of this level.
Unfortunately, all of this was merely Dekan’s fantasy.
Karlst wasn’t worried about such thing happening.
Each past Demon King was no less than ninth or tenth rank?
Would such high-level beings allow threats?
Under Karlst’s gaze.
Dekan repeated his earlier tactic, cutting the soulmark of the targeted grave with the “Bandit Goblin”.
He then ran toward the entrance of the eighth level teleportation portal.
Karlst felt perplexed, unable to figure out Dekan’s intentions.
Ten minutes later.
Dekan returned.
He used his shopping allowance to buy some party props from the third level.
He arranged the Demon Kings’ graves into a party scene.
Dekan occasionally posed for photos with the ravaged graves, showing arrogant gestures and expressions to the audience in the real world.
Karlst:”…”
His mindset was starting to crumble.
He thought that the succubus before him had transcended the boundaries of evil.
She was utterly crazy!!
This was something demons couldn’t logically do!
However.
Before Karlst could say anything.
Dekan uncorked a bottle of champagne, shook it wildly, and splashed it on the Demon Kings’ graves.
He then placed a sound device-like magical object on the graves and activated it.
Dekan held up the microphone.
Dancin’♫~
Dancin’ is what to do♫~
Dancin’s when I think of you♫~
With the rhythmic and cheerful music playing, Dekan summoned a few “Captains De’Erkan,” and they all began to dance passionately on the graves of the Demon Kings.
In an instant.
The Demon Kings’ graves became a chaotic dance floor.
“What are you doing!!!”
Karlst grabbed his face and pulled on his skin, his emotions completely breaking down.
What act of disrespect had he witnessed?!
He was even worried that when the Demon Kings found out in the future, they would kill him to silence him!
The tombstones of the Demon Kings were already shining with abnormally bright lights.
It was hard to tell what their emotions were.
But under the dazzling light in this dim environment, the Demon King’s cemetery unexpectedly took on an atmosphere akin to a club.
……
In the real world.
Many audiences stared wide-eyed.
Though Dekan’s actions were no longer human.
He didn’t seem like a demon either.
For the creatures of this era.
He was too advanced.
The most solemn and inviolable sacred ground of the Demon Realm had been completely ruined by Dekan.
“Judith, let’s go quickly…”
The Ice Snow Princess instinctively shrank her head.
She felt the stares around her piercing.
Even though they themselves were blameless.
But their producer had serious problems.
They were only relieved now that Dekan didn’t choose to play their new single while dancing on the graves.
At this point, even Judith felt like she couldn’t keep up.
She was very worried that Dekan would play their song in the next round.
Both women hurried away, heads bowed low.
“I’ve never understood why musicals always have characters breaking out into song and dance, but now Dekan is showing us a plausible scenario in action.”
“What kind of sinister opera is this…”
Even though the victims were past Demon Kings, people felt that it was excessively wicked.
At this moment, Professor Arno had already buried his face in his hands, leaning against the chair.
He couldn’t imagine the report Dekan would submit this time.
Just thinking about having to sign the report that needed to be submitted to the Kingdom Union made him want to resign.
……
Inside the Demon King Cemetery.
The music ended, and it looked like Dekan had finally had his fill of fun.
He finally left that particular Demon King’s grave alone and walked towards the altar with the Demon Bracelet.
Karlst was completely numb now.
In the short span of over ten minutes, his beliefs had begun to falter.
He was now genuinely unsure if there would be Demon Kings unable to bear the humiliation and choose to acknowledge Dekan.
