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    I unfolded the Lemegeton and pulled out the source of the demon power.

    The source of the demonic realm was unusually not material, but something close to spiritual, and could only be recognized as inspiration.

    For a moment, I touched the source of the demon realm and looked into it with my essence’s magical eye.

    And the sight I saw was everything in this world.

    Even myself looking into the sky and the sea, the mountains and the desert, the kingdom and the source.

    I felt the gaze on myself and was amazed.

    “Is this the devil’s view of reality?”

    By observing the source of my essence’s magical eye, I was able to look around the entire world.

    For a moment, I lost interest while watching the Kishidan march out from the church’s headquarters, a large hollow underground, and the Kingdom of Palos.

    There were too many restrictions.

    It was difficult to change the viewpoint according to my intention, perhaps because the place I observed was on the ground, or because I did not absorb it directly.

    I couldn’t see anything like fate.

    “Of course, it is best to absorb it directly.”

    I went through the process of absorbing the source of the demonic force using Absorbing Great Technique.

    In this way, the source of the demonic power that is contained, permeated, and blended into the divine demon soul in my soul.

    However, the speed of integration was very slow, as if becoming a demon king was not that easy.

    There was also a strong aversion to the source itself, as if it were a foreign body.

    Maybe the newlywed part of me was still refusing to play the devil.

    ‘It’s going to be quite a long game.’

    Anyway, I had nothing to do for a while.

    I forgot about time and fell into meditation for 16 days, trying to melt the source of the demonic power into my soul and subspace.

    At the end of 16 days of meditation, I was able to feel a connection between my being and the demon realm, and my soul was deeply connected to the demon realm.

    The world, a part of the universe, is directly connected to me.

    And then I realized.

    What is the existence of demonic forces?

    The Demon Station was the sound dimension itself.

    The space of reality is a positive dimension, and the demon realm is a negative dimension.

    Just as life in this magic universe dies and the soul is abandoned in the demon realm, all the vital, mental, and spiritual by-products of reality are thrown away in the demon realm, and these abandoned things become food for the demon realm and become magical power.

    And converting this abandoned thing into magical power is the source of demon power.

    The source of the demonic realm was itself the essence and part of the sound dimension.

    I felt the small sound dimension in my soul stir and generate infinite magical power.

    At the same time, I felt that the sub-space was becoming more spatially stable.

    I noticed that the subspace had changed and looked around to confirm.

    A sub-space that has become a more proper space under the influence of the sound dimension.

    The spatial intensity increased slightly, and the space itself became stable.

    ‘If it becomes more stable like this… maybe we can put a proper life in it?’

    I saw the development of subspace and thought about the future.

    If I gather the sources of demonic power and develop further, wouldn’t I be able to not only move people to other universes, but also create a world inhabited by people in this subspace?

    ‘It’s my own world…’

    If I create my own rules as I thought before, the world will be like my own universe, right?

    I warmed up while thinking about that.

    I felt that my spirit became stronger than before.

    The soul greatly assists the body and mind, and was able to foresee and gain insight into reality through the sound dimension.

    ‘There is no big problem like when you look at the source with the magical eye of the essence. Fate… I’m not used to it yet. I’ll have to take some more time.’

    Anyway, now that I have become the Demon King, it is time to build up my power.

    I went to see Floris and Decarabia.

    During my 16 days of meditation, many things had changed in Khorne.

    As grimoires were recognized by the Magic Round Table and received official support, Babel Code spells became mainstream.

    With official recognition and support, magicians learned the Babel code and their power doubled in an instant.

    Naturally, my name overcame notoriety and spread throughout the Imperial Homeland.

    And the reputation of my Babel Code has reached a point where many magicians living outside of Khorne come to see the grimoire.

    However, as so many people flocked together, unexpected side effects arose…

    “What? Do you think there are hundreds or dozens of people who died after seeing the grimoire? Didn’t you restrict viewing?”

    I had doubts about Floris and Luisi’s reports.

    Although the spiritual attack caused by the grimoire was dangerous, it was not enough to kill a magician who had reached a certain level.

    Since magic is power contained in the soul, a soul with such magic becomes resistant to spiritual attacks.

    “Well… According to what Dekarabia said, Grimoire grew on its own by imprinting magic on people.”

    Floris speaks to me in the posture of a kneeling sinner.

    I experienced a small surprise at those words.

    “Growth?”

    Growth?

    I thought again about the identity of the grimoire.

    A self-willed magic that was created by combining the mental imprint of magic and the spiritual imprint of Jinbeop.

    Although it was created by combining mental and spiritual power, a grimoire is a being without a proper soul.

    Even growing?

    ‘Are you saying that grimoires are similar to spirits?’

    I remembered the case of spirits thinking with their souls, and hurried to visit Decaravia.

    The upper floor of the tower where Decarabia resides.

    “Uhihihi. This guy eats people and becomes more beautiful?”

    “Kaaa! help me! A crazy magician catches people!”

    What I saw there was a screaming person wearing a prison uniform and Dekarabia stroking a blood-soaked grimoire.

    There were already four corpses near Decarabia.

    “What are you doing? Decarabia.”

    “Hmm? Are you here? Solomon! Look at this handsome kid! You can tell at a glance! The potential blooming in this child!”

    Showing an innocent smile like a child,

    Dekarabia unfolds the grimoire to me.

    And then I was hit by a spiritual attack unleashed by a grimoire.

    A spiritual attack that seeks to dye me with red flames.

    “No, where can you just spread that to people… hmm?”

    This attack didn’t cause any damage to me as I reached the level of the devil, but I was in a bad mood and was about to say something harsh, but something I felt from the spiritual attack stopped me in my tracks.

    Isn’t this… a one word spell?

    But it’s not even a two-word spell.

    “What is this? Did you do it?”

    “Ah no! This is an achievement that this child achieved on his own! I just caught some violent criminals and fed them!”

    This crazy bitch calls people food.

    But it was definitely an interesting result.

    It is clear that a grimoire that has only one word spell imprinted on it grows on its own to produce a more powerful spell, and that the stronger spell is not even a one or two word spell.

    To be exact, the spell cast by the current grimoire was two spell words combined into one word.

    To put it simply, a grimoire spell is something similar to two spells combined.

    “This is fascinating. It’s a spell that resembles logic. If this grimoire grows further, will it contain complete logic?”

    “That’s it! This is a revolution! It’s an object that can serve as a guide and store the principles!”

    Decarabia ran out with the grimoire in hand.

    And knowing that I was not an ally, I approached the man in the prison uniform who was holding his breath and started hitting the grimoire with my weapon.

    “Eight! Okay! Die as a sacrifice!”

    “Kaaa! You crazy bastards! I will curse you even if I die…! Ugh?!”

    The prisoner, whose bones and flesh had been shattered into pieces by a single attack with a book, eventually collapsed and died from an attack that caved in his head.

    What is he doing again?

    “Let’s see… The results of the fifth experiment are…”

    “What are you doing? Is this really the way to grow a grimoire?”

    “To be precise, we are looking for the most efficient way to grow! The normal way for a grimoire to grow is to kill or seriously injure the opponent through spiritual attacks…”

    Afterwards, Dekarabia started talking about Grimoire’s growth for over ten minutes.

    In summary, the fact that grimoires grow by injuring or killing the life, mind, and soul of the opponent.

    “…I mean! Ah, I’m so sorry. There are so few executions in this city of Khorne.”

    As Decarabia said that, he began to pay attention to me.

    This bitch…

    “What kind of people are you trying to prey on to grow your grimoire?”

    “No! Don’t you want to see it too? This child has grown up to the end! The law of the grimoire!”

    Well, I miss you too, but…

    “No. That’s such an inhumane way.”

    “Eh…?”

    Decarabia is very disappointed with my answer.

    But my words are not over yet.

    “Instead… In war, it is inevitable even if people die.”

    “I believed it! Damn it!”

    Dekarabia jumping up and down.

    This guy was so good that he even shed tears.

    “Let’s start with Walpurgis and the Autumn Palace.”

    The entire imperial homeland is consumed.

    That was the purpose of this Madou universe.

    “But Walpurgis and the Autumn Palace? Then there are a lot of demon lords who lose the favor…”

    Decarabia muttered as if he was worried about what would happen later.

    “You were the only one at the back of the magic round table. Are the cases different for other guys?”

    “It’s different… It’s only been 300 years since I became the Demon King, so I still have a lot of influence left in the world, and the Magic Round Table, the force I created during my lifetime, is still intact, but Walpurgis and the underlings of the Autumn Palace are old Demon Lords who have been tied up for at least a thousand years. . Almost all of the forces they created have collapsed, and other than the contractors, there is little influence left in the world. Those two forces were created by combining the few remaining influences.”

    “So to speak, Walpurgis and the Autumn Palace are the only influences that the demon lords have on earth.”

    Although there are cases of demons under the control of demon lords, demons cannot remain active on earth for several years.

    The reason is that a huge amount of magical energy is required to maintain the life of the demon.

    I didn’t have much physical deterioration, so the amount of magical energy required was small, but a typical demon needed a lot of magical energy to maintain a body reorganized by magical energy.

    So much so that the amount of horsepower consumed is greater than the production of its own horsepower.

    That is why demons swear allegiance to the Demon King, the being who will supply them with magical power, and live by receiving magical energy.

    This was the reason why demons stayed in the demon realm instead of on the ground,

    For the same reason, it was difficult to remain active on earth for a long time.

    And this was also the reason why the hundreds and dozens of demons who descended to attack the old empire disappeared on their own not long after the empire fell.

    “What! Solomon, you will do the rest! …It looks like he has become a demon lord this time.”

    Decaravia moved his pentagram pupils and smiled at me.

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