Cyrus and his classmates were summoned by the succubus demon angel not to save, but to destroy the world. However, after passing through several trials, Cy's innate potential was called "supreme trash"... The ability to die and revive stronger than before... The ability to level up and revive dead beings as instant soldiers... the ability of infinite skills... The ability of an immortal demon king... Was called "supreme trash"?
Inside the hospital building where truth was admitted, the female nurses' eyes were all caught at the sight of the ongoing battle happening on the news.
"I just hope most of the freelancers would make the cut," said a female nurse.
Truth, on the other hand, was also watching the news while lying on the hospital bed, all injured and bandaged up with a neck support accompanied by drips.
Inside him, he wanted to participate in this battle. But the position, or rather condition, Cyrus had placed him in was one that damaged his sensory for movements.
The door unlocks and reveals the Necro Demon adorned in a black suit. Truth couldn't move his neck; hence, he moved his eyes as if wanting to reach behind his neck.
"How are you feeling?" asked Necro Demon.
Truth gritted his teeth and coughed before responding. "Have... have you come to the final decision?"