“Before I bee a Demon King, I gotta survive this battle!”

  Xaren shouted as he jumped at an elf and stabbed his bde through their unguarded back, twisting the bde inside before bringing it out.

  The elf still wasn’t dead so Xaren used his gravity to double the force around his fist and puhe spot where he had stabbed, knog them onto the ground before stabbing the elf again.

  Suddenly, the sound of a horn trumpet was heard and cheers erupted from every demon in sight. Xaren ighem and titag every angel and elf in sight, aually, he ran out of foes as they begareating.

  “What level am I now?”

  Xareioned as he opened his status board and ghrough it.

  |Name- Xaren

  Race- High-Demender- Male

  Age- 12

  Level- 65

  Existence Level- Silver (Superior)

  Titles- Unranked Newborn Demon, Irregur.

  Css- None

  Health– D-

  Energy- D+

  Strength– D

  Agility– D-

  Durability- D-

  Intelligence- D-

  dition- Exhausted.

  Magic Tiers- Fire Tier 1, Darkier 0, Gravity Tier 1, Space Tier 0.

  Skills- Language prehension, Energy trol, Energy Bst, Swordsmanship (P), Gravity Magic (T), Gravity Sphere, Tenacity.

  Unique Skills- Child of Gravity. |

  “Level 65? And my stats are all D-Rank now.”

  Xaren remembered how long it took him to reach Level 65 in his st life and sighed, deg to stop thinking about this otherwise he’d just make himself depressed for no reason.

  ‘Well, most of what I know es from there so there’s no way I just fet it.’

  Still, he uood that most of what he knew might not be accurate, especially about other races and not just the demons.

  ‘I doubt the Demons are the only ones with ‘Kings’. It’d be prudent to assume the other races have ‘Kings’ as well.

  If we use a feudalistic setting, there are usually ‘Lords’ of territories under ‘Kings’, so I’m guessing the Demons have ‘Lords’ as well.’

  Xaren’s guess was correct as there indeed existed ‘Demon Lords’ uhe Demon Kings. He was also corre assuming the other races had Kings as well.

  These ‘Lords’ and ‘Kings’ were all called Race Rulers.

  ‘Are there any other Ranks below the Lords as well?’

  He asked himself this question, but he didn’t have the answer.

  ‘Maybe I find out from Flod the others…’

  Xaren wondered if Floch would remember him, especially sidering there were thousands of unranked demons everywhere.

  ‘It’d be nice. Maybe I get to ask some questions and know more about the hierarchy.’

  As he watched the sky, now mending itself after the Demon King's departure, the thought crossed his mind.

  ◇　◇　◇

  Ielr Operations Spaceship Type 79.

  P Zorix 1I Gravitational Field

  Sector 98

  January 15th

  Year 9025 of the 50th General dar

  ‘Demon King’ Gazer appeared on the elevated ptform with a fsh of lightning. His feet touched down on the floor aook fast steps forward, passing by the rows of demons bowing their heads.

  ““Your Excellency.””

  These Demon Lords bowed befazer and he aowledged them with a nod.

  Just then, the lights of the spaceship glowed and a hologram appeared befazer as he moved.

  [Oy, Geezer. What are you doing in that backwater sector? We’ve got issues on the frontlines here.]

  The figure of a woman with twisted horns just like his appeared, and she asked this question with a raised brow.

  “We had a new batch of demons ing in today so I showed up to give them a morale boost.”

  Gazer replied as he tinued walking down the long hallway and hearing his words the woman responded with a frown.

  [You could have sent any random ‘Peak Rank Demon’ and that’d have been enough. Why’d you have to go yourself?]

  She listed the name of another Demon Rank that was right above the ‘High-Rank’, but below the ‘Demon Lord’ rank in her words, and Gazer replied to her question with a light smile.

  “Wao see if there was anyone promising. There were a few inito Nobles hidden amongst them.”

  That, was a big FAT lie. Gazer had been sc worlds because he was looking for the Singurity Existehat had beeed because of something he did in an Apex World 12 years ago.

  Though the woman oher end of the line doubted Gazer, she didn’t show it and just went along with him.

  [Those guys still do that thing? Seriously, if they waheir kids to learn the reality of life and war, we’ve got better battlefields where noble bloodlines are needed.

  Especially those damned Frost Demons! The Fire Giants of Sector 38 are a fug nuisance!]

  The woman cursed at the fire giants of that Sector who decided to ally with the humans there, unlike in many other sectors.

  [So? You see anyone worth their salt?

  That pce is meant to weed out the useless newborns—that’s why we have the Higher-Ranked demons observe only—so there should have been some few useful ones who showed promise.]

  “I ’t tell that in a sitle, you know? Some might be flukes.”

  [But you at least ‘see’ if there’s some tent power in them, ’t you? They don’t call you Geezer—I mean, Gazer, for nothing.]

  Gazer sighed and shook his head when he heard the urposely miss his name, but he still answered her question.

  “I , and I saw a few. There was one who was really good with wind magid we had a few lightning users.

  Some Straga demons showed promise as well.

  There was one who used gravity in a really intriguing way. He used his gravity magic to pull the darkness element into his fmes, creating bck fmes with stronger firepower.

  The fu part was that he didn’t seem to realise what he was doing.”

  The man chuckled as he spoke and hearing him, the woman oher end of the line had her eyes widen in surprise.

  [He used Gravity to pull in the ‘elements’ themselves? You sure you were looking at an unranked?

  Using gravity to pull in intangible things like elements is some high-level stuff.]

  “Not really though. At least, not for that guy.

  He probably has a Unique Series Skill. You know how Series Skills have passive effects that ma without the user realising it, even if the skill hasn’t been awakened.”

  Gazer calmly spoke on the reason for Xaren’s success in infusing his fire and darkness attributes; a passive ‘attra’ force of his Child of Gravity skill.

  The maered a room and picked up a few items, wrote down some orders on a paper before holding up his right hand to jure a magic circle.

  “Give me your coordinates.”

  [Hmm? You’re ing over now?]

  “Were you not the one who wanted me to?”

  [Oh, yeah, I did.]

  The Demon Queen chuckled as she spoke, before calling out the spatial coordinates of her location fazer who inscribed them into the magic circle he was juring.

  Within seds, a spatial gate was born and the man stepped into it, disappearing from the sector.

  ◇　◇　◇

  The battle was cluded.

  And how many hours have passed after that? Xaren couldn’t tell.

  He was more focused on the reward he was receiving. As for what that reward was, it was armour.

  Actual armour, and not clothes ented for basic defehey even tossed in a on too.

  The Mid-Rank demons had been tasked with the battlefield, so they were able to notiranked demons who had performed particurly well.

  Xaren was one of the ohey noticed as he had a high number of kills pared to his cohorts. He also dispyed far better skill than them.

  He briefly wondered if his skill level, which far exceeded the basic fighting knowledge in the ‘Survival Guide’, would draw any questions. However, it quickly became clear that the Mid-Ranked demons simply didn’t care.

  As for why he had not tried to limit himself to prevent any suspi, that would have been terproductive and might’ve put him in danger.

  Trying to purposely limit himself was quite hard, and given that some Mid-Rank demons already saw him as an anomaly, doing so might’ve been what’d make them suspicious.

  ‘Lastly, if I did that, I wouldn’t have gotten prear.’

  Rewarding him with new gear was their way of saying: ‘If you could perform well with those basic stuff, take this higher-level stuff and perform better. Oh, and as a side piece, here’s ara set of clothes.’