The legend of the Crimson Demon clan started from Suqing.

Chapter 629 The Demon King Slides to His Knees
I never expected him to say that.

I thought Kazuma Sato would choose the easy way out—that is, never to provoke trouble, to run away if things go wrong, and to choose the easiest option if he can't run away.

However, he also has other advantages.

That is, when faced with a problem, one must truly take it on.

Anyway, we're about to fight the Demon King, it would be too cowardly to run away now. That's true, even Kazuma Sato has grown since then.

"Because this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

"……what?"

"With Zun Zun here, we're sure to defeat the Demon King. I just need to watch the show from the sidelines! And when the Demon King is defeated, I can tell others that I also fought the Demon King. That way, when everything is over, I can get the reward as a hero, and my life will be secure for the rest of my life!"

Retract the preface.

His true nature remains that of a scoundrel.

"Phew... As expected of you, Kazuma." Zun Zun rolled his eyes at him. "But the idea is good, just don't mess it up at the crucial moment, since it's almost always like this."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm very lucky."

"…Are you serious?"

If Kazuma Sato's luck were truly effective, he wouldn't always be tricked by Aqua and the others, and every time he gets carried away, even worse luck awaits him.

We arrived at the top floor.

"so big……"

Kazuma Sato slightly raised his head, gazing up at the double doors that finally appeared before him. The gray stone surface of the doors featured a terrifying relief of a grim reaper wielding a massive scythe, its dangerous aura seeming to warn others that danger lay ahead.

But that's to be expected.

Behind this door lies the Demon King's room, where the world's strongest monster may be waiting for them. No amount of caution is excessive.

However, Zun Zun was concerned about something else entirely.

"Can this door really be that tall?"

"what?"

"Kazuma, we should be at the very top of the Demon King's castle now. Logically speaking, the gate shouldn't be this high—a gate exceeding 10 meters is completely illogical. In other words—"

"Magic that expands or enlarges space?"

"Probably."

It looks no different from the floor guarded by the Demon King's daughter.

Very normal.

He's supposed to be the Demon King; how cramped would it be if he were confined to a small room? Besides, the final battle between the Demon King and the Hero isn't suited to such a confined space.

"By the way, isn't it a bit cold?"

Kazuma Sato shuddered.

It wasn't the temperature that had dropped, but rather the constant oppressive aura emanating from the room that made him feel stiff and tremble slightly, a deadly threat at play.

"Kazuma, it's not too late to turn back now. Do you really want to come along?"

"Yes, yes, I know I can't be of much help, and I might even be a hindrance. But this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and shouldn't I get a chance to participate in the final battle?"

"……Right."

Zun Zun placed his hands in the center of the door.

"—I'm leaving!"

After saying this briefly, he pushed the door open forcefully.

"Wait, wait a minute, let me prepare!" Sato Kazuma quickly drew his short sword from his waist, assuming a blocking stance while shouting, "What if they attack us from behind?! Don't tell me they wouldn't, I would definitely do it if I were them!"

But it didn't.

Zun Zun is not afraid of ordinary magic.

He was now just like the hero he once was, perfectly capable of soloing the Demon King's castle, and wouldn't even need to dodge or block if attacked first. However, the expected magic didn't land on him; it was as if no one was in the room.

This is impossible.

The Crimson Demon's eyes, capable of sensing magic, told him that deep within the room lay an immense, viscous, and powerful magical force, constantly radiating immense pressure.

The Demon King is right here.

There was no sneak attack; they probably wouldn't bother doing that... probably.

"Kazuma, let's go... Hey!"

When Zun Zun turned around, he didn't see Sato Kazuma behind him. This guy had used his stealth skill at some point and disappeared completely.

This old six!

Walking slowly into the room, I found myself in a rectangular space that stretched deep into the interior. It was about 30 meters wide on the left and right, and the walls from the entrance to the back were about 100 meters long.

In his memory, the outer side of the Demon King's Castle shouldn't have been this large; it seems magic was used to make the depth here far exceed the calculated figures.

It seems the Demon King has quite the air about him.

As if in response to Zun Zun's thoughts, the simple torches on the left and right walls of the originally dark Demon King's room suddenly burst into flame with a "pop." Then came a series of popping sounds, and the number of torches continued to increase towards the inside.

Are they torches?

That's really retro.

No, perhaps it was because the magic stone wasn't as oppressive as imagined. The torches, for example, provided some light, yet their dim glow created a dangerous atmosphere. —The Crimson Demon Clan excelled at this, and thus, in less than a second, Zun Zun understood the Demon King's intention.

With the light source in place, the interior brightness naturally increased. At this point, the cracked stone floor and walls, as well as the skulls decorating various places, became visible.

They are all demons and animals.

Moreover, each of them had a ferocious appearance, clearly indicating that they were formidable beings when they were alive.

A dark, deep red carpet, seemingly stained and settled with blood, rolled from the depths of the room, ending right in front of Zun Zun.

Is she inviting him?
Without hesitation, Zun Zun stepped onto the red carpet and walked deeper into the room—as he walked, the torches behind him went out, as if he himself had cut off his own path to survival.

If you were a timid person, you would probably be so scared that your heart would pound, and your legs might even tremble so much that you wouldn't dare to move forward.

But Zun Zun wasn't afraid at all.

After walking about 100 meters, we finally arrived at the deepest part of the room.

The torches illuminated the space brightly, but the simple yet enormous throne at the far end of the room, and the figure sitting on it, were shrouded in darkness, with red light shooting out from the eyes.

He didn't look at the Demon King first, but instead focused on the monsters lined up below the throne.

50 monsters...

Zun Zun could sense that there were many monsters in this space, and they were not of the same race.

Some were horned, ghost-like monsters; others were skeletal figures draped in cloaks and wielding large scythes, resembling the Grim Reaper; still others were half-bodied ghosts emanating thick black mist; and still others were liches, their bodies shriveled and resembling walking zombies.

Arranged in two rows, they exuded a powerful aura.

Almost all of them were at the level of officers in the Demon King's army.

There are only 8 officers in the Demon King's army, that much is certain. In addition, the Demon King's army cannot replenish so many officers in a short period of time, otherwise the Demon King's daughter would not have been able to go to the forbidden area of ​​the Crimson Demon Village to liberate the evil god.

In other words.

These powerful monsters have all been amplified by the Demon King.

Anyone who sees 50 monsters whose strength is comparable to that of the Demon King's army officers would feel despair, and might even wonder why the Demon King's army is so powerful, and why humanity is still struggling to hold on.

It's already a miracle that the defenses that humanity has held firm have not been breached.

However, Zun Zun is going to tell the Demon King today that quantity is never as good as quality. He will be like the Demon King's ancestor, the hero, and conquer the Demon King's castle by his own strength!

Finally, look at the Demon King who has hidden his face under his hood.

With unwavering confidence, Zun Zun declared, "Demon King, today is your death day!"

However, the Demon King was not angry. Instead, he slowly spoke, "You've finally come... I've waited for so many years, I'm already impatient... Finally...!"

Ok?
Judging from his tone, he seemed impatient. Could it be that he thinks the human camp is too weak and has no opponents who can fight him, which is why he said that?

Isn't that a bit arrogant?

...Although I really want to say it like that, it is an undeniable fact that the Demon King's army is overwhelming humanity. If it weren't for Kazuma Sato bringing Aqua down and the intervention of the Venerable Ones, humanity might have already been defeated by the Demon King's army.

"But this situation will be changed today! Demon King, you will be defeated today, and I will become the new Demon King!"

"A new Demon King... are you serious?"

"Indeed. It seems a bit strange for a human to want to become a demon lord, but this is my goal and my wish, and I will achieve it no matter how difficult it may be!"

"Is that so? You want to become the Demon King?"

The Demon King did not ridicule Zun Zun for this; instead, he nodded seriously, seemingly acknowledging his ideal—and it was precisely because of this that Zun Zun did not kill the Demon King with overwhelming force.

"To become the Demon King, one must overcome numerous obstacles, and the first thing to do is—"

The Demon King suddenly stood up from his seat.

He was very tall.

He was at least 2 meters tall, and his wide cloak was stretched wide, seemingly proclaiming his strong physique.

The Demon King is strong, but unfortunately, the Venerable One is even stronger.

“I understand.” Zun Zun slowly assumed a fighting stance and said, “The first thing to do is to defeat the Demon King, right?”

As the final boss, the Demon King, Zun Zun did not intend to kill him instantly. Instead, he wanted to give him a dignified exit while still allowing him to express the original personality of the Crimson Demon Clan.

of course.

If the Demon King doesn't want to be dignified, Venerable One can force him to be dignified.

The Demon King, upon standing up, did not order the guards on both sides to swarm him. Instead, he spread his arms as if to unleash some kind of magic. Zun Zun also assumed a defensive stance, waiting for a counterattack.

Sudden--

The Demon King pounced down from above!
"There are too many flaws!"

Zun Zun snorted, but unexpectedly, just when he was about to hit the Demon King with a single Piercing Heart Fist, the Demon King's figure suddenly disappeared—and then appeared in front of him, kneeling on the ground and hugging his leg.

"Your Excellency! You've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for so long!"

"……Um???"

Not understanding why things were like this, Zun Zun subconsciously shook his thigh, and at the same time, the Demon King's cloak fell off, revealing his face.

"You...you're the uncle who frequents the succubus shop, aren't you?!"

Zun Zun pointed at the Demon King and shouted.

(End of this chapter)