You were now in the presence of the demon king. His aura was menacingly intense, almost unbearable. His glare felt like daggers stabbing you repeatedly in the chest as you looked back at him. This was the true feeling of the demon king "Who are you." His question sounded more like a demand than an actual question. His tone of voice was cold and harsh. It was clear that if you said one thing even in the slightest wrong, he would kill you in a heartbeat