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FLUOOOOSH!
The huge portal that opened within the Realm of the Underworld quickly closed, as the huge Demon King of Death was quickly thrown back into the Realm of the Dead, with his skull half broken, and the phantasmal core keeping his soul within inside his skull having gained several cracks.
BAAAAAAMMMM…!
His huge body fell over the Underworld, the many Undead and Generals that served him panicked, screaming, and running to his side.
"My King!"
"What has happened?!"
"Have you failed?!"
"That damn Yggdrasil!"
The Demon King was quickly surrounded by his retainers, his family. And his many soldiers. With a pained groan, he slowly sat down and touched his skull, which was falling apart.
"Uuuurggh… M-My Soul Core…!" He muttered, feeling the agony of his crystalized soul having been damaged to this extent. "Damn that Yggdrasil…"
"My Lord! Your skull is…!"
"How horrendous! Call the lesser undead! Become our lord's parts! Repair him!"