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"Zhou Ye! I don't care who you are! I don't care what your relationship is with Rias!"
"I, Seraogbali, hereby challenge you!"
boom!
The entire banquet hall erupted in chaos.
challenge!
Seraogbali, the undisputed pinnacle of pure power among the younger generation, has actually launched a direct challenge against that mysterious human!
Everyone's blood boiled at that moment.
This is the most exciting part!
"Cousin!" Rias grabbed Zhou Ye's arm nervously.
Zhou Ye simply smiled and gently patted the back of her hand to reassure her.
He looked at the fiercely competitive Theraog like an amusing gorilla trying to flex its muscles.
"Challenge me?" Zhou Ye tilted his head. "Sure."
"But are you sure you've thought this through?"
“My opponents usually don’t have a good ending. He’s not dead because of the current Demon King Beelzebub. If he keeps jumping around, he’ll still die (before he’s even caught the bait).” He glanced at Diodora, who was still groaning on the ground.
"I, Theraog, never fear any challenge!" Theraog pounded his chest, producing a dull thud like the clang of metal. "Come on! Let me see your strength!"
Zhou Ye shook his head, a helpless expression on his face.
"alright."
He sighed.
"Since you're so eager to play, I'll play with you."
He didn't make any move.
It neither unleashed magic nor struck a pose.
He just stood there quietly.
Then, the whole world changed in Thera's perception.
No sound.
There is no light.
Time and space have lost their meaning.
He felt as if he were no longer standing in a magnificent banquet hall, but had fallen into an endless, cold, and deathly void.
His prized physique, his strength capable of shaking mountains, and his indomitable fighting spirit were as insignificant as a speck of dust before this void.
He saw it.
At the edge of the void, a pair of eyes, beyond description, were indifferently watching him.
That's not looking down.
Instead, they ignored it.
Just like humans, they wouldn't care whether an ant under their feet lives or dies.
The fear of death, like billions of tons of icy seawater, pressed in from all directions, threatening to crush his soul, his will, and everything about him into dust.
"Pfft."
Seraogbali, the man whose mere presence could make the earth tremble, suddenly collapsed to his knees, unable to control himself.
Cold sweat instantly soaked through his back.
It wasn't just Thera'org; other young demons shared the same feelings as Thera'org.
They were panting heavily, as if they had just been pulled from the water, their eyes filled with unprecedented horror.
Zhou Ye slowly walked up to Seraug, who was kneeling on the ground, and gently patted his strong shoulder.
"I already told you to think about the rain."
"See? This has gone awry."
After saying that, he ignored the Baal family heir, whose worldview had collapsed, and turned to pull up Rias, who was still in a daze.
"Let's go get some drinks over there."
Rias looked at the other young people of her age at the banquet. They were all like her cousin, no longer having the same attitude towards Zhou Ye as before, but instead being subdued and obedient.
The devil truly believes in the power of fists.
Chapter 255 Sona's Dream
The air in the banquet hall was almost frozen by the deathly silence.
The host, a seasoned butler from the Baal family, was covered in cold sweat.
He looked at Seraug kneeling on the ground, then at Zhou Ye, who looked completely innocent, as if he had only done something insignificant, and his mind went blank.
This party was a complete disaster.
"Cough, cough!"
A dignified voice broke the silence.
Rias's brother, the current Demon Lord Lucifer, Sirzechs Gremory, rose from the main seat.
He didn't look at his nephew, who was so devastated he was questioning his existence. Instead, he gave Zhou Ye a gentle, yet somewhat helpless, smile.
"Brother-in-law, that's enough fun. Let's give the young people some face."
He personally walked down the steps, which flattered all the demons present.
"This way, please."
Sazex gestured an invitation, leading Zhou Ye to the most prestigious seat in the entire banquet hall—the guest seating area.
Several important figures, whose mere stomp of their feet could shake the entire world's mythological system, were already seated there.
On the left is Michael, the Seraphim, a representative sent from Heaven. On the right is Azazel, the governor of the fallen angels. Upon seeing Zhou Ye, they immediately stood up and bowed, like subordinates meeting superiors, to which Zhou Ye simply nodded in response.
The demon lords, including Sazex and Seraphlus Leviathan, sat on either side.
Sazex clapped his hands and addressed the young demons below, who had risen again but looked like quails, "Let the gathering continue. Let's hear what the dreams of the younger generation of the Underworld are."
The atmosphere finally eased a bit.
Several pure-blooded noble heirs went up hesitantly, spouting nothing more than clichés about bringing glory to their family and winning honor for their clan.
Zhou Ye was getting sleepy listening to this, and his fingers were tapping idly on the table.
Finally, it was the turn of Sona Shiki, a bespectacled woman with a capable demeanor. She spoke frankly.
"My dream is to build a school."
Sona's voice wasn't loud, but it was clear and carried an undeniable firmness.
"A [Ranking Game] school specifically for reincarnated demons."
Her words silenced the entire banquet hall.
"Here, regardless of background or bloodline, as long as you have talent, you can receive the best education and resources."
"I want all reincarnated demons to have the opportunity to realize their value and gain the status and respect they deserve through the [Ranking Game]!"
As soon as the words fell, the whole place fell silent.
A few seconds later.
"Pfft!"
I don't know who laughed first.
Immediately afterwards, harsh, undisguised laughter erupted from every corner of the banquet hall.
Especially some of the older, veteran pureblood demons who came as guardians, laughed so hard they almost fell over.
"Hahahaha! What did I just hear? Opening schools for those lowly demons?"
"Has the little girl from the Sidi family gone mad? This is utterly absurd!"
"Wasting precious resources on those impure bloodlines? This is shaking the very foundation of our pure-blooded nobility!"
"What a naive and laughable dream!"
Vicious and harsh words, like knives, were shot at Sona on the stage.
Sona's face turned deathly pale instantly.
She clenched her fists tightly, her body trembling slightly with anger and humiliation, but she still stubbornly straightened her back.
In the guest seats, Sona's older sister, the Demon King Seraph Leviathan, had lost her smile.
Her adorable magical girl outfit looked completely out of place at that moment.
Zhou Ye picked up his wine glass, gently swirled the red liquid inside, and then glanced at Seraflu.
A look.
enough.
boom!
Seraf slammed her hand on the table, and the entire table, made of magic crystal, instantly became covered in cracks.
"Noisy!"
She stood up, and the terrifying pressure of the Demon King instantly swept through the entire banquet hall.
Those old fogies who were just laughing loudly suddenly stopped laughing, their faces filled with fear, like ducks being choked.
"Who gave you the audacity to mock my sister's dream?!"
Serafru's voice is no longer that of a sweet "magical girl," but rather the chilling wrath of a demon king.
"You bunch of fat, bloated good-for-nothings who only know how to live off the achievements of our ancestors!"