The Second summoning

"That Demon King... he was stronger than even me. I was ready to fight him myself—to avenge them—but before I could, Aphrodite pulled me away." 

She fell silent after that, lost in the ghosts of the past. 

"Stronger than even you?" I asked, my voice laced with disbelief. 

Khione was not just a Goddess in beauty but also in power. Despite her ethereal, delicate appearance, she possessed strength beyond mortal comprehension. The only reason I had managed to defeat her was through sheer cunning—exploiting her arrogance and underestimation of me. Had I not outwitted her, had she not been so naive in that moment, she would have crushed me without effort. 

Yet now, she was telling me that someone—even stronger than her—existed. 

The Demon King… stronger than a God?