“Kamrusepa, I can understand why you formed a team with Thirteen,” Paimon said with a smile. “But why did you add that weakling, Camazotz? Do you need a cannon fodder in your team or something?”
“You seem to be having a big misunderstanding here, Paimon,” Kamrusepa replied. “I was the one who joined Thirteen’s and Camazotz’s team, not the other way around.”
“Oh, I see.” Paimon nodded. “Back then, I thought Thirteen was the weakest among us, but now, I can no longer think that way. Even so, I still feel like Camazotz is having it easy as of late.
“Thanks to his connection to you, he’s able to access the treasures in the 6th Level of the Treasury of the Apocalypse. He’s such a leech, you know?”
Kamrusepa smiled but didn’t say anything in reply.
Truth be told, she didn’t share Paimon’s beliefs about Camazotz.
Before Thirteen had even joined the Order of the Apocalypse, Kamrusepa had already done a Divination on the Death Bat.
Of course, she didn’t only do this Divination to Camazotz-she had done it to all the members of the Order of the Apocalypse.
She wanted to know which ones would bring her the greatest benefits, and to her surprise, an omen of Great Luck showed when she did a Divination for Camazotz.
Because of this, she paid close attention to his movements in the territory of the Jinns and even placed several spies in his army to make sure that she would be up to date with any news regarding the Death Bat.
When Thirteen appeared in the Order, she also did a Divination for the teenage boy.
But that experience shook her to the core.
A pair of large green eyes stared at her from the darkness, like a God looking down on an insect.
Since then, Kamrusepa felt that the weakest member of their Order wasn’t someone ordinary. So when Camazotz invited Thirteen to form a team together, she didn’t hesitate to approach the two of them to join their alliance.
After that, they named themselves the Trinity of the Apocalypse.
She didn’t hold back and helped the two gain some benefits from her side, which she believed would make them feel indebted to her.
As someone who had already opened the Sixth Layer of the Treasury of the Apocalypse, the treasures she had access to surpassed anyone in their organization.
Thirteen and Camazotz had been very happy to accept her offer, which made her feel that she had succeeded in making the two indebted to her.
She had also participated in the battle of the Arcadia Archipelago, making the two understand how powerful she was.
However, when Thirteen asked for her help in fighting against the Majin King, she politely declined his invitation, for fighting against a Majin King wasn’t a risk she was willing to take.
She had done a Divination beforehand, and all she saw was the symbol of death, which strengthened her resolve to skip this battle at all costs.
As she watched the battle unfold, she couldn’t help but feel that she made the right decision at the start.
But when Thirteen suddenly unleashed a power that surpassed that of a Majin King, she and all the other members of the Order of the Apocalypse couldn’t help but look at the scene in shock.
They watched as the teenage boy treated the powerful Majin King like a rag doll, unable to even offer any resistance to his merciless strikes.
Orochi had been beaten so badly that his regeneration ability was unable to surpass the damage that his body had received.
In the end, the powerful Majin King died a tragic death, which made the teenage boy’s popularity within their organization soar by leaps and bounds.
Paimon continued to talk sh*t about Camazotz, which made the other members of the Order laugh as they shared their disdain for the Death Bat.
As if waiting for that moment, a purple portal appeared, and the Death Bat emerged from it with a smile on his face.
“Speaking of the weakling,” Paimon said with a sneer. “Yo, Camazotz, where have you been hiding as of late?”
The Death Bat smirked and walked toward his friends.
“What’s up, everyone?” Camazotz asked. “I know I’m good-looking. But if you all stare at me like this, even I will feel embarrassed, you know?”
“Good-looking?” Paimon laughed. “Excuse me? When was the last time you looked in the mirror? Haven’t you seen how ugly you are?”
Camazotz chuckled and walked toward Paimon, who always looked down on him in disdain.
“If you call me ugly again, I’ll kiss you,” Camazotz declared.
“You? Kiss me?” Paimon sneered. “Since when did someone as ugly as you have the guts to kiss someone like me?”
Paimon was a Peak-Ranked Majin Princess, similar to Kamrusepa.
Because of this, she enjoyed a good amount of prestige in their organization, for she both had beauty and strength.
But just as she was about to say more disdainful things at the Death Bat, she felt someone grab her chin.
The next second, she felt something rough pressing on her lips, making her eyes widen in shock.
A pin-drop silence descended in the room as everyone looked at the Death Bat in disbelief. The cowardly Camazotz actually kissed Paimon!
‘This guy is dead!’
That was the thought that appeared in everyone’s head as they looked at this scene with eyes
as wide as saucers.
It took a few seconds before Paimon could register what just happened to her.
When realization finally set in, she immediately unleashed a palm strike with her full
strength.
She intended to create a bloody hole in the bastard’s chest, killing him for his insolence.
But she was only able to strike air because Camazotz had already retreated to a safe distance within the blink of an eye.
“Although you speak trash, your mouth is surprisingly clean,” Camazot said before licking his lips. “Your lips are soft too. I give it a ten out of ten.”
“I’ll kill youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!” Paimon roared in anger, as she lunged at the Death Bat with
fury.
Instead of dodging, Camazotz only stood in place with a fearless smile on his face.