This was where the King of the Jackalweres held the advantage.
He bore a dual identity, being both a Demon Lord and a Demon God.
Veen, on the other hand, was only a Demon Lord; although he possessed Strength comparable to a Weak True Gods, there were some abilities that belonged exclusively to a Divine Power Presence, which he did not have.
For example, the Divine Nature Incarnation, and the unique ways of wielding Divine Power.
The terrifying giant claw went all out in Speed, and grabbed right down on Demon Lord Veen's head.
"Die!" The King of the Jackalweres bared a ferocious grin as his Strength erupted in an instant.
With a wet pop, Veen's bald head was crushed in his hand.
Only, what spurted out was not scalding blood, but green radiance, exactly the same as those Psychic Mucus.
"Idiot, I'm over here!" A disdainful cold laugh came from the side. Veen's pale, slender figure was standing there in plain sight, a mocking smile on his face.
