"There are ten Gods in reality."
The Demon said something strange and Pablo evidently shook for a second upon hearing that.
"Haha. I saw that. You really didn't know that, right?" The Demon asked. He enjoyed Pablo's reaction.
"Yes. I didn't know that. Tell me more." Pablo accepted his lack of knowledge.
"I won't tell you anything more. Stay in suspense." The Demon burst into laughter.
"Suit yourself. I will take it on my own."
Pablo raised his right hand towards the Demon.
The Demon frowned.
"Don't forget, Demon. Right now…"
Pablo clenched his fist.
"I am the Eleventh God."
Demon didn't understand Pablo's intentions but before he could think, he held his head with both of his hands.
Pablo and the Demon were both in the air and the people could only see them. Their voices couldn't be captured by the eye camera. They were talking in a way so that only they could hear.
"Why is he holding his head?"