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... yond recognition.
Not just his head—his entire body. Only a mangled mass of flesh, once called the Malevolent Emperor, now lay sprawled on the floor.
The throne itself was already soaked in his blood. And yet, his voice didn't cease.
"Madness and hatred... Looking at you now, you are far more suited for the seat of a Demon King. If you desire it, I will gladly hand it over."
Whoosh.
The ceiling of the main palace shimmered, bathed in a deep, eerie violet. ...
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