"My giant friend, it's time to get up, too. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Fried walked straight up to Naha, raised his left hand, and fired an arc of lightning at the giant.

"Ah..." Naha, who was chained and almost dying, shuddered all over his body after being hit by the lightning arc, opened his eyes and shouted.

"Y-who-is!?-" The giant struggled as soon as he opened his eyes, pulling at the chains around his wrists and screaming at the swordsmen. As Naha struggled, large clouds of dust and small pieces of rubble fell from the wall behind him.

"I am your master. Firid looked into Naha's eyes and replied unhurriedly.

"What!?Uncle Ben heard me right!?--Just because you are a little bit, you dare to call yourself the master of Uncle Ben?Come here! Let Lao Tzu stumble on you!" Hearing this, Naha struggled even more violently, and stomped on the ground violently with two feet. The floor of the dungeon trembled. Bang...

"Calm down. Don't you want to know who I am? don't you want to know why you're in this place?" Fried continued to ask quietly.

"I don't want to know!--Uncle Ben just wants to trample you little mouse to death right now!-" In the face of Fried's cold and arrogant attitude, Naha felt that his majesty had been greatly violated, and his irrationality became more and more violent.

"Okay then. Since you don't want to know anything, let me come back tomorrow. In the meantime, you guy can think about it. Seeing this, Freid turned around and began to walk back.

"What does Uncle Ben need to think about!?--What do you want to do!?-" Faced with Naha's frantic rhetorical questions behind his back, the Twin Swordsmen ignored it, and arrived at the center of the teleportation spell circle without looking back, and then disappeared.

The next day, Freid went to the dungeon again.

"Tell Uncle Ben!-Uncle Ben wants to know everything, about you, and why Uncle Ben is in this place?" Naha yelled as soon as he saw Firid in sight this time.

"First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Firid. You should have heard Shapa mention it before, right?" Firid paced unhurriedly and walked in front of Naha's eyes.

"What!?You're Firid!Seven Hundred and Five!" Naha, the giant, couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the word Firid.

"Yes. I am number seven hundred and five, but not without a name, and now I am working for His Majesty Memphis. Firid added with a smile.

"What!?Your Majesty Memphis?Uncle Ben heard you right?When did that old immortal become Your Majesty?" Naha became annoyed when he heard Fried call Memphis His Majesty.

"Redseus and his gang attacked the city of Klein, after the death of Clovence. Memphis took over the city of Klein and was proclaimed emperor not long after. The reason why you are locked up here is also an order from him. Freid raised his right arm and brought it to his mouth, and raised his right index finger to his nose.

"What!?--Why did that old immortal in Memphis catch Uncle Ben!?-" Naha continued to roar angrily.

"To transform you into a demon god. And I'm the one in charge of doing it for him. That's why you're able to see me here. Firid continued to look into Naha's eyes and smile.

"What? Transformation into a demon god? Ha, ha. It's the first time I've heard of such a thing?"

"Transform you into a demon god, and you have unrivaled power. In this way, Memphis will be able to conquer the world through you. Fielde explained lightly.

"Oh, ha-you're cheating. The old immortal in Memphis has a bitter enmity with Uncle Ben. He ruined Uncle Ben's reputation, and he ruined Lao Tzu's life. He dared to let Lao Tzu have unrivaled strength, and Lao Tzu was the first to kill him. Naha continued to laugh.

"It's simple. In order to become a demon god, you must sign a contract. Each demon god has its own master. As long as the master is alive, the demon god will absolutely obey the master's orders. So, as long as Memphis signs a contract with you and becomes your master, you will obey him.

He sent me to make you a slave by signing a contract. Fried continued to explain quietly.

"Don't even think about it!! Uncle Ben - Naha will never become anyone's slave! No one dares to be Lao Tzu's master! - Lao Tzu is the most powerful! What is the demon god Tamar's!?" After hearing Firid's words, Naha immediately put away his smile and became furious again.

"The Demon God is much stronger than you. Look at your current bear appearance, like a sick cat, and dare to say big things. Hmph—" The Twin Swordsmen sneered at the giant with disdain, contemptuously mocking the giant.

"Uncle Ben is the most powerful !! - Lao Tzu is going to kill you, kill Memphis, pinch you all to death!-" Naha began to struggle violently again, pulling the two chains to a clatter, and pounced on Firid in order to break free.

"Okay. I'll come back another day. Look at you, the chain that will break even if the demon god touches it, and the sick cat that can't break away after being hungry for a few days, what strength do you have to continue to pretend?" Fried sneered, turned around and left.

"Bastard!—as soon as Uncle Ben breaks free of these two chains, you Tamar's will wait to die for Lao Tzu!" Naha still roared behind him. A week later, Fried stepped into the dungeon again, carrying a package behind him.

Seeing Naha, the swordsman did not let out that loud and terrifying roar again, but walked straight up to the giant, and found that the other man was sitting on the cold ground with his back against the wall, his eyes closed, his head hunched, and he looked almost dying.

The only difference between the scene and the first meeting was that there were many small stones and thick dust on the ground. Apparently, Naha had been dying in this place.

"My little giant friend, don't play dead, get your master up!" Firid stretched out his left hand and unceremoniously sent another lightning arc at Naha. After the giant's body was hit, he trembled with electricity and barely opened his eyes.

"How? I don't like Memphis either. As long as you sign the contract, let me be your master. You and I can join forces and deal with that old immortal in Memphis. Firid told Naha directly.

"No way. Although Naha didn't even seem to have the strength to stand up, he stubbornly refused the Twin Swordsmen's questions.

"Why?" questioned Fried, puzzled.

"Because Uncle Ben doesn't believe you. If you want to join forces with Uncle Ben, why don't you untie the chains on Uncle Ben's hand first?" replied Naha with a sudden head raised. It seems that after being teased by Firid several times. The giant finally used his brain to think about it.

"Ha, ha. It's ridiculous. Do you think the key to these two chains is in my hands? They are all in Memphis's hands, and with the old man's personality, will he give them to me?, but once you become a demon god, it will not be a piece of cake to break free from these two chains?" Fried laughed heartily when he heard this.

"Give Uncle Ben something to eat! Give it to Uncle Ben quickly..." After smelling the smell of food, the giant leaned over and asked for the double swordsman.

"I, Firid, don't like to use violence, and I don't like to force people. But why should I feed a useless waste?" said Firid as he pulled out a fragrant crispy chicken from the package he was carrying and swallowed it in front of Naha's eyes.

"It's delicious! This shiny, fragrant chicken with a brown and crispy rind rind. Even the chicken bones are crunchy and refreshing, as delicious as crispy chicken skin and white chicken..."Fried munched on it and praised it.

"Uncle Ben begs you—" Seeing this, Naha completely let go of his stinky face, bent his legs, and knelt down with a puff at Firid.

"What? Whose uncle?—I didn't hear—" Fielded asked, putting his left hand to his ear, and his right hand continuing to hold the grilled chicken as he nibbled on it.

"My master. Naha is willing to sign a contract to be your slave. Just give me food now. Naha finally changed his words, knelt on the ground and began to burst into tears, completely convinced. As the saying goes, people are iron, and rice is steel. Giants are no exception.

You just have to recite the words written on the contract in your heart, willingly, and put a handprint on it. Firid handed a contract document to Naha.

"O supreme god of power and authority - witness the sincerity of this servant, and make him one of my strongest ambassadors, so that he can evolve into a demon god that fears everything in the world...", Fried closed his eyes and chanted a incantation. A dark glow instantly enveloped the entire dungeon.

When this dark phosgene gradually subsided. Naha's body began to expand violently. Numerous thick, long, black manes grew from the skin. The full mouth of teeth also began to become sharp, thick, and long. The palm of his hand became as sharp as the claws of a beast. His eyes burst into a bleak cold light.

"Oh!-ah!ah!ah!-ah!- The giant pulled the two chains attached to his wrists out of the wall at once, then tore the chains into several pieces with his claws, and finally opened his bloody mouth, and directly bit the chains into pieces and swallowed them.

"Calm down—my slave. Firid stood in front of Naha, stretched out his right arm, and his palm released a stream of white light towards the giant. This white phosgene gradually enveloped Naha's body. Then the giant fell silent and regained some of his senses.

"The hosts. Slaves listen to you. Next, Naha bowed his head and replied to his master.

"Good. You've evolved bigger than your master expected. Demon gods don't need food, and hunger doesn't make you lose your strength. On the contrary, each demon god has become more powerful and violent because of some kind of paranoid desire that cannot be satisfied.

Naha, I think you're probably the demon god who goes crazy with his appetite. Is it true that hunger drives you to the best of your ability?" asked Firid.

"And more importantly, kill Memphis!" Naha roared as he heard Fried's words.

"Very well! There are two reasons why you became a demon god: first, hunger. Second, slaughtered Memphis. The hosts will satisfy you. Friede was very happy to appreciate.

"Go now, kill Memphis!" Naha continued to scream with a blood-red murderous roar.

"It's not time to kill him yet. Can you stay here?" asked Firid, in a calm tone.

"Naha listens to his master. The giant leaned against the wall of the dungeon and sat back down on the ground.

"I didn't think an idiot like Naha had much grudge, but I didn't expect his grudge to be much worse than the three gods of destruction of the Demon Slayer War a thousand years ago. It seems that the gains of this trial are not small. Fred calculated in his heart and left the dungeon.