Morcant felt humiliated after Verc matched his mana release and cancelled it out.
He felt like he was being looked down on.
Even though he was the only demon king with no army—the other demon kings didn't dare to look down on him. After all, he was strong.
That's why—this fledgling of a demon king in front of him—was hitting all his nerves and making him angry.
He was surprised with the sudden wave of mana Verc released earlier to match his, but he already knew that Verc was much weaker than him way before. He felt it and sensed it as soon as he walked through the castle gate.
'He probably overexerted his body just to match my mana release earlier. Trying to throw me off by making himself appear stronger than he actually is.'
Morcant thought to himself.
'After all, there's no way he became stronger in an instant.'
He added, flexing his hands and making dark, sharp claws extend from his fingertips.
"LET'S SEE HOW STRONG YOU REALLY ARE WITH THAT ARROGANCE OF YOURS!!!"
BAM!
