Abrasax feared the King of Pride. At the same time, he wanted to run around, showing off his power freely. He was like a thrilled child so anxious to show off his power and the Dungeon Market everywhere.

Bifronz wanted the unification of the demon world. And he hoped he could join in the process of unification. The reason he went under the King of Pride was simple. Under the current situation, he felt the King of Pride was most likely to achieve the unification of the demon world.

Then, what was the reason for Orobas to follow the King of Pride?

Orobas thought at first that it was because he wanted a struggle. He also thought that it was because he wanted to stand on the winning side. But in the end, he had the same reason as Abrasax. He just wanted to use his hard-won strength and overwhelming violence to his heart's content. He also wanted more wealth and power.

Orobas looked at the closed door of the deep flow instead of Karot who had fainted, unable to endure the pain. After taking a deep breath, he swung his clenched fist with full power. Not only the heavy steel door but also the wall attached to it was smashed heavily. The whole dungeon shook as if the dungeon itself was screaming.

Orobas once again felt satisfied. In order to thoroughly destroy the enemy, Samael, he stepped into the deep floor.

***

The Dungeon Market had dominated the commercial dealings of the demon world for the past one thousand years. In terms of influence, it could be called by far the strongest organization in the history of the demon world.

Nevertheless, the Dungeon Market was always fair. They did not act like a bully nor did they pose any threat. They treated customers at a reasonable price. Besides, they even promoted the welfare of the demon world by supplying food at a low price.

This kind of policy lasted over a thousand years. Inhabitants of the demon world became accustomed to the policy of the Dungeon Market. Eventually, they forgot how dangerous an organization they could become. Even the powerful masters of estates were not wary of the Dungeon Market, even though they kept a suspicious eye on their neighbors and their subordinate spirits. Therefore, the sudden hostilities by the Dungeon Market were fatally detrimental to its reputation as much as the betrayal of the insiders.

The King of Envy looked around with an embarra.s.sed expression. Every place was under the threat of the King of Pride's forces.

Even though he was moving secretly, his location was exposed, and many of the reinforcement units who promised to arrive by now did not arrive. Many of the masters standing by him complained about the sudden loss of their mana. Some of them lost almost half of their mana.

Besides, the King of Envy sensed that some of his dungeons had been destroyed. Even the giant castle of Envy, his main base, was attacked.

He needed to know why. Unable to suppress his anger, the king gave out a screech and released his mana. He expressed intense feelings through the seven towering horns on his head.

"The childish King of Pride…"

The King of Envy didn't know how it happened, but he knew clearly who initiated this turmoil.

The intense feelings he released turned into black smoke. It was shaped like a demon.

Faced with the King of Envy, the army of the King of Pride knelt to express due manners. When tens of thousands of troops on the plains lowered their heads to show their respect, it created such a spectacular scene.

The King of Envy felt angry though. The subject of their respect was not the King of Envy, but the sky.

"Leviathan," somebody said in a low voice, which infuriated him all the more.

Currently, the only one who could call his name was the King of l.u.s.t who achieved great things with him over a thousand years. Only "she" was equal to the King of Envy himself.

The King of Envy stared at the sky with blood-shot eyes. The King of Pride, wearing golden armor and spreading his white wings, accompanied by his own royal troops, was watching over the ground arrogantly.

"You, b.a.s.t.a.r.d! What the h.e.l.l are you doing?!" Shouted the King of Envy.

"The Dungeon Market stands by my side."

The King of Pride put it bluntly, and the King of Envy blinked, speechless for a moment.

The King of Pride fully enjoyed the stupid change of expression on his face. Then he descended toward the ground, stepping on the sky like a staircase.

"When a delivery man from the Dungeon Market came to the door, any master opens the door without any doubt. No one thinks that the item purchased from the Dungeon Market contains a deadly magic bomb that will destroy the dungeon as well as its heart."

The King of Envy hastily looked at the house masters around him. Each of them whose strength was reduced by half looked at him with despair. The destruction of the dungeon's heart meant the death of the dungeon. And it caused the death of the subordinate spirits who signed the contract through the dungeon.

The death of the subordinate spirits was special. Some of the masters were consumed with severe stress. Some fell on the floor and wept.

The King of Pride landed on the ground. The ground troops of the King of Pride showed due manners to him with their heads lowered.

"Dungeon spirits are different from subordinate spirits. They are just bound by contacts. If they can sacrifice themselves, they can also act against their masters like the numerous dungeon spirits that you purchased through a secret deal."

The King of Envy could not respond at all. He felt like he was s.p.a.ced out.

'The Dungeon Market is taking side with the King of Pride? The five directors in charge of the secret deal at the Dungeon Market are now the King of Pride's subordinates?'

He couldn't believe it. But the current reality facing him proved it all.

The King of Envy looked around again. Some of his troops showed due manners to the King of Pride. Some of the masters who were with him were seen no more.

The King of Pride did not hold back his laughter. He shrugged ostensibly.

"Oh, don't I have anyone who can sacrifice their lives for me?"

"Consumables that can give their lives for you?"

The King of Envy once again expressed his terrible feeling. The black smoke that spread around them was united to form a giant shape, and the king stood behind it. Then he reached out to his waist in succession and pulled out the "G.o.dly Energy of Pride" in the shape of a sword.

The King of Pride saw the "G.o.dly Energy of Pride." After suppressing his yearning for it with a smile, the King of Pride grabbed the "G.o.dly Energy of l.u.s.t" in the shape of a dagger in one hand.

It was a secret that only the three kings who shared their "great achievement" knew.

Contrary to what was known to the outside world, the three kings of Pride, Envy, and l.u.s.t did not have the G.o.dly Energy paring with their respective Sin. On that day, one thousand and hundreds of years ago, the three kings exchanged their G.o.dly Energy with each other. It was one of the measures to prevent their betrayal amongst themselves.

"We exchanged them too long ago. It's time I took mine back."

The troops of the King of Pride raised themselves at once. At the same time, the king opened up the horns and mana that he had suppressed until then.

The King of Envy shuddered. His original plan to shatter this childish king was shattered. It wasn't just because of the King of Pride's terrifying mana that would dominate the entire battlefield.

"It's a lie."

The King of Envy barely uttered one word.

But the King of Pride smiled brightly. He stepped forward and approached him.

***

The sunset came soon. After talking with Gusion, Yong-ho dismissed his subordinate spirits and sat down on the throne in the demon king's room. Since Catalina and Kaiwan were not there, the s.p.a.cious room was tranquil.

He then rummaged through his pocket and took out a golden key that was a little smaller than his palm. It was the final reward when he defeated Gusion, the last floor master of the arena.

'On the 13th floor, the bottom floor of the Labyrinth of Greed, is Mammon's secret room. And you can open the door of the secret room with only this key. Unfortunately, that's all I know. I don't know what's in the secret room.'

Recalling Gusion's explanation, Yong-ho grabbed the key lightly. After taking his breath, he corrected his posture. He closed his eyes to access the virtual s.p.a.ce of the Dungeon Market.

'Sitri.'

The Queen of Sloth, who was the only one who kept Mammon's side until his final moment on that day, one thousand and hundreds of years ago.

Yong-ho had no intention of questioning why she concealed her ident.i.ty. It was funny for him to comfort her while mentioning Mammon's last moment.

But he thought he should meet Sitri. Whatever it was, he wanted to have a conversation with her. It looked funny, but he thought he would feel relieved when he heard her calling him "My dear customer" like before.

He felt that peculiar sense while accessing the virtual s.p.a.ce. He slowly opened his eyes and looked straight ahead.

There was no one in the white s.p.a.ce. As he already experienced it several times, he looked up a little higher, not embarra.s.sed. Soon he would hear a voice informing him of Sitri's absence.

It would be not too late for him to decide after hearing the voice whether to wait for Sitri or just go back.

[Recognition number: 009]

[Descendant of the man.]

[Yong-ho Cheon, the current master of the Mammon family]

[Recognition has been completed. Welcome.]

[Sitri is currently attending a meeting of the five directors at the headquarters of the Dungeon Market.]

[You can't chat with Sitri at this time.]

Given that there was no mention of his option of waiting, it seemed that the meeting would not end anytime soon.

Right at that moment, the voice of a lively and cheerful girl echoed in his mind, contrary to the rather low and hard voice of a woman.

[Master.]

[Gardimundi, the messenger of the Queen of Fury, has come to see you. Currently, she is waiting at the entrance of the dungeon.]

It was Lucia. Since she became strong thanks to her repeated growth, she could exchange a short conversation with him even when he was connected to the virtual s.p.a.ce.

[Master?]

At Lucia's repeated call, Yong-ho nodded slowly. Somehow, he felt heavy, but he decided to go back instead of waiting in the white virtual s.p.a.ce.

He looked straight ahead for the last time before leaving. It seemed that Sitri, who was asleep, appeared and said h.e.l.lo to him in a hurry.

[Master.]

"I am coming."

Maybe he could rea.s.sess the virtual s.p.a.ce tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

He closed his eyes and got disconnected from his dedicated virtual s.p.a.ce.