Although he was a step late, he knew exactly what had happened.
After all, this was his Revenge Maze, and he was the master here.
Everything here was constructed from hatred.
The abnormal hatred raging within the divine nature incarnation of the King of the Jackalweres was not unrelated to this.
"Indeed... they must pay for their shamelessness..."
"No... he's the true form, I was born for him, to die for him is only natural, I shouldn't harbour resentment because of that..."
"This is not the reason for his betrayal, it's not..."
This incarnation of the King of the Jackalweres fell into a state of mental confusion, stumbling towards the depths of the Revenge Maze, driven by instinct to distance himself from the King of the Minotaurs,
Baphoment trotted closely beside him, swinging his battle axe, bringing various pains and torments, while incessantly instilling thoughts of hatred and revenge.
Killing him now would be too easy on the King of the Jackalweres.
