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"If you refuse to reveal the identity of the mastermind, then I can only send you to your death."
Seeing that Clayman stubbornly refused to cooperate even at the very end, Rimuru no longer felt any desire to continue questioning him. There was no point anymore.
After all, his current strength was no longer comparable to what it had once been.
Even setting aside how much the Monster Federation's overall power had expanded after Rimuru became a Demon Lord, Veldora alone was enough to make anyone think twice. The Veldora of the past had merely ranked among the weakest of the Catastrophe-class powerhouses. But the current Veldora had awakened an Ultimate Skill after Rimuru's ascension.
With him around, the Monster Federation had an unshakable pillar of support.
There was no need to be overly concerned about the schemes of other factions.
Moreover, Rimuru now had Milim as a younger sister, and Emiya Shirou as an older brother.
The present Rimuru had nothing to fear.
He was no longer worried about what the mastermind behind this incident might do next. That was why the information Clayman possessed had lost its value in this moment.
"Hahaha, kill me? Do you even have the ability?"
Looking at Rimuru's cold gaze, Clayman-already battered and covered in blood-still chose to provoke him.
"I am a Deathman!"
"Deathmen don't truly die."
"When I resurrect, I'll come back and settle the score with you, Rimuru."
Rimuru listened without reacting. Calmly, he raised his palm and aimed it directly at Clayman's head.
"Resurrection? Don't make me laugh. You won't resurrect."
With the Lord of Wisdom at his disposal, Rimuru was well aware of Clayman's abilities and methods. He had already prepared a countermeasure.
"What?"
Clayman's expression finally shifted.
Even though he tried to hide it, Rimuru clearly perceived the panic through the Lord of Wisdom. Clayman's thoughts were in complete disarray.
"I said you can't resurrect, Clayman."
Rimuru repeated himself. His lips curved upward slightly.
"I've already seen through your plan. You were trying to provoke me into killing you, weren't you?"
"As long as your physical body is destroyed, you can pretend to die and escape using your astral body."
"As a Deathman, you can merge with the earth veins through that astral body, preserve your consciousness and personality, then recreate your body and resurrect."
Hearing this, Shion, who had been standing nearby, finally realized that Clayman had such a method of escape.
Her expression darkened.
She stepped forward and kicked him several times.
But Clayman showed no reaction at all.
At this moment, his eyes were wide open, his breathing uneven, and his composure completely shattered.
"Hahaha... what nonsense are you talking about? It's meaningless."
"Is that so? Still refusing to admit it?"
Rimuru's voice remained flat.
"Then go die."
"I'll devour your body and soul. Everything about you. Just like I devoured your attacks before."
"But since you have no intention of surrendering, I'll simply destroy your soul directly."
As a vortex slowly formed in Rimuru's palm, a powerful suction spread outward.
Clayman finally lost control.
"Wait! Wait a minute!"
Seeing that Rimuru truly possessed the ability to annihilate him completely, Clayman could no longer keep up his act. Panic flooded his face.
However, his earlier resistance had already drained the last of Rimuru's patience.
Without sparing Clayman another glance, Rimuru turned his head toward the gathered Demon Lords.
"Judging by his state, I won't get anything useful out of him."
"So I'm going to execute Clayman directly."
"What do you think? Does anyone object?"
"I'm prepared to go all the way."
Rimuru spoke calmly.
He had already grasped the general personalities of the Demon Lords through prior interactions.
As expected, Guy responded on behalf of the group, his tone indifferent.
"Do as you wish."
Hearing this, Rimuru gave a small nod and turned his gaze back to Clayman.
"Wait-don't! Wait!"
Realizing that there was no escape left, Clayman screamed hysterically.
But Rimuru remained unmoved.
Without hesitation, he placed his hand on Clayman's head.
"Since you're not going to confess anything, don't expect a peaceful death."
Rimuru and Emiya Shirou had discussed many ways to deal with Clayman.
If Clayman had cooperated, they wouldn't have minded letting him die cleanly. Respecting the dead, at least in form, was something they could afford.
Unfortunately, Clayman had rejected that option himself.
"So you'll die painfully."
"There's still some time before your soul is completely destroyed."
"Use it to reflect."
"No! Don't! Stop-hey, stop!"
"Don't do this! Please, stop!"
"Save me! Save me, Footman! Tia, save me!"
"I can't die yet. I can't die here!"
"Please... please help me, Lord Kazalim!"
Rimuru ignored the desperate cries.
So did Emiya Shirou.
So did everyone else.
They watched silently as Clayman was rapidly consumed by the King of Gluttony.
Under absolute power, the Demon Lord who had meticulously orchestrated countless schemes met his end.
There was nothing left.
No body.
No soul.
No trace of existence.
He was simply devoured.
"So... in the end, strength really is everything."
Watching Clayman's complete annihilation, both Rimuru and Emiya Shirou couldn't help but sigh.
"What a beautiful battle."
Once everything was over, Guy manipulated the surrounding space. The vast battlefield quickly reverted to its original state, as though nothing had happened.
"With this, you can now act as a Demon Lord."
Guy looked at Rimuru and smiled as he spoke.
"What do you say? Does anyone object?"
As soon as the announcement was made, Milim and Ramiris rushed over, celebrating Rimuru's ascension with visible excitement. Their approval was immediate and wholehearted.
On the other side, the remaining Demon Lords showed little resistance.
Only the Demon Lord Valentine of the Vampire race raised an objection.
She claimed that Rimuru, as a slime, was unworthy of being called a Demon Lord.
Her objection didn't last long.
Veldora immediately exposed her.
"Hah, you brat. You dare insult my friend?"
"Hey, Luminous. Your subordinate is getting out of line."
"Should I teach her a lesson for you?"
Veldora spoke bluntly, his gaze fixed on the maid standing behind Demon Lord Valentine.
The other party hurriedly tried to defend herself.
But Milim interrupted without hesitation.
"Hey, no! Valentine's been hiding her real identity!"
"Veldora, you can't just reveal someone's secret like that!"
Hey.
Milim.
You just revealed it far more thoroughly, didn't you?
The maid's lips twitched.
Realizing there was no point in hiding anymore, she stopped pretending.
"Tsk. You hateful evil dragon."
"All you do is ruin my plans."
"And you even forgot my real name. How infuriating."
"Never mind. Just call me Valentine."
Her tone was clearly irritated.
In the next moment, an immense wave of magic power erupted from her body.
Her appearance changed instantly.
The maid uniform vanished, replaced by a magnificent black Gothic dress.
A devastatingly beautiful girl stood where the maid had been.
At that moment, all of the true Ten Great Demon Lords had gathered.
And all of them acknowledged Rimuru's identity.
From this point on, Demon Lord Rimuru officially stepped onto a new stage.
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