At the current stage of the battle, Benimaru and Ranga had already reached the point where they simply couldn't intervene anymore.
Milim's strength was just too overwhelming. Even their ultimate techniques couldn't make the slightest difference. In the face of such an absolute gap in magicule quantity, they couldn't even serve as support.
At the moment, Shion gripped her massive blade—Gouryūmaru—and fought Milim in close combat. Meanwhile, Rimuru continuously devoured the magicules leaking from Milim's body using the fusion skill created from Predator and Starved—the terrifying ability known as Gluttony.
As Gluttony swallowed the magicules spilling from Milim, Rimuru simultaneously launched waves of black flames and black lightning, coordinating his attacks with Shion's relentless assault.
However, even though Gluttony kept consuming Milim's magicules, it was nothing more than a drop in the ocean for someone whose magicule reserves were so monstrously vast.
Anyone with half a brain could see the truth.
The only reason Shion had managed to keep Milim occupied for this long was because the Demon Lord found both Shion and Rimuru interesting. She hadn't gotten serious even once.
"Great Sage… how are we supposed to defeat Demon Lord Milim…?"
Rimuru paused, then corrected himself.
"No… how do we stop Demon Lord Milim from continuing this rampage?"
Watching Milim crush everyone present—including himself—with casual ease, Rimuru had no choice but to ask the ever-reliable Great Sage for help.
Originally, he'd wanted a strategy for defeating Milim.
But after remembering the probability calculation Great Sage had previously given regarding a fight between the two of them…
He decisively abandoned that unrealistic idea.
Instead, he lowered the bar and simply asked how they could stop her.
Upon receiving Rimuru's question, Great Sage immediately began running calculations at incredible speed before delivering its conclusion.
"Answer: With the current combat intensity, forcibly prolonging the battle for ten minutes results in the following probabilities—Repelling Demon Lord Milim: 10%Rescue success rate: 50%Successful escape: 80%."
Hearing the response, Rimuru's face instantly froze in utter confusion.
If they could somehow stall for ten minutes, there was a 50% chance they'd be saved… and even a 10% chance they could defeat Milim?
Given their current combat power, if Milim got even slightly serious, she could wipe them all out in less than a minute. Yet somehow dragging things out for ten minutes would save them?
There was no way they could defeat Milim themselves.
But if Great Sage had calculated such a result, that meant something was likely to happen in ten minutes—some unexpected change.
Rimuru had no idea what that change might be.
But they didn't have any other choice.
"Everyone! Stop holding back your magicules! Give it everything you've got and buy us ten minutes!"
After shouting the order, Rimuru drew the long sword from his back, coating its blade in black flames as he stepped forward and switched positions with Shion.
Yet even as everyone surrounded her and attacked together, Milim remained completely at ease.
With one hand she casually grabbed Shion's massive blade.
With the other, she caught Rimuru's sword.
Her expression was utterly relaxed—almost leisurely. In fact, she even had the spare attention to ask Rimuru what exactly would happen ten minutes later.
Because she was curious.
That curiosity was the only reason Milim didn't strike them with lethal force. Instead, she "fought" them while clearly holding back, waiting with amused anticipation for the ten-minute mark.
But about eight minutes into the battle…
Milim's playful expression suddenly disappeared.
Her face became serious.
Then she looked up toward a distant point in the sky.
A blue glow flickered within her pupils.
Even though the distance was still immense, Milim possessed the skill Dragon Eye, allowing her to detect a colossal mass of magicules rapidly approaching from afar.
And the level of that magicule presence?
Milim could only describe it one way.
It was among the strongest magicule signatures she had ever encountered—a level comparable to beings like the Storm Dragon Veldora or Guy Crimson, the Primordial Red.
With power like that, Milim should have recognized the owner immediately.
Yet strangely enough…
The presence felt completely unfamiliar.
"I see… so that's why you wanted to stall for ten minutes."
Milim grinned, eyes sparkling with excitement.
"That's quite an impressive individual. Things are getting more and more interesting. Why have I never even heard of someone with magicules this powerful before?"
Feeling that overwhelming magicule mass rapidly approaching, Milim looked positively delighted.
She was suddenly very glad she had come to the Great Forest of Jura.
Unexpectedly, this place was filled with fascinating monsters.
Meanwhile, the one racing toward the battlefield—Yuto—had originally been following the magical connection linking Shion and Shuna, using it to locate the Monster Federation.
But just as he was about to reach his destination—
Just as Milim had sensed him…
He sensed her.
Near Shion and Rimuru, there was an absolutely absurd magicule reaction.
After becoming an Awakened Demon Lord and gaining the ability Simulated Star Map, Yuto had honestly believed he had already reached an invincible level within this world.
But the moment he sensed that magicule signature…
He went completely numb.
The other party's magicule reserves were far beyond his own.
In fact, even in their current state, the power he sensed was clearly suppressed. If that person released their full strength, their magicule quantity might exceed his by several times over.
"…What the hell."
Yuto grimaced.
"Rimuru's just a slime. Where the hell did he pick up an enemy this terrifying?"
"I just got back and I'm already running into a monster like this…"
He hesitated midair.
"…If I pretend I'm just passing by, will they act like they didn't see me?"
The answer was obviously no.
Milim had finally encountered something this interesting. From the magicules radiating from Yuto, it was clear he was someone capable of actually fighting her.
There was no way she would let him leave so easily.
Thanks to the power of Dragon Ear, Milim had clearly heard Yuto's joking self-talk.
And she had taken it completely seriously.
In order to stop him from running away, she stomped the ground hard enough to shatter it into a massive crater—
Then blasted into the sky at incredible speed, shooting straight toward Yuto's location.
The Ten Great Demon Lords had established a rule:
Demon Lords were forbidden from revealing each other's information or engaging in private battles.
But in this world, those truly powerful were basically just the Ten Demon Lords themselves.
Milim, who spent most days bored out of her mind, loved fighting—but she almost never found opponents strong enough.
She couldn't fight the other Demon Lords.
And most monsters were defeated with a single punch.
So now that she had finally encountered someone as powerful as Yuto—someone not among the Ten Demon Lords—
She was naturally thrilled.
Since Yuto wasn't one of the Ten Demon Lords, fighting him wouldn't violate their agreement at all.