The God's projection had never been stunned to this extent before. Even Anthony converting his Angels to demons, and converting energy from one form to another while wielding both Chaos and Faith energy, had not left him this shocked.
If this had been another person seated right before him, he would have attacked immediately without hesitation, without pause, without delay, as his secrets were simply too precious to be known by another who was not himself.
But the person seated here was the Demon King, a being on his own level, an existence that could not be underestimated or dismissed lightly. If the body seated here had been the Demon King's True Body, he might have tried to do something, even if it was only injuring the Demon King's True Body and reducing his combat power, even if just by a marginal and almost insignificant degree.
