Only the strong deserve to own the vase

The palace of the demon king is brightly lit, just like the golden age hundreds of millions of years ago, where the high-level demons held a feast and carnival all night long.

They are extravagant and dissolute, lighting magic wind lamps burning expensive magic crystals around the palace, throwing beautiful glass wine bottles everywhere, pouring champagne-colored liquor on the dark red velvet carpet, leaching a piece of wine Traces of incense.

The demon king leaned on his throne, where he and his nightmare had spent more than ten hours of happy time just two days ago.Holding the crystal cup, he casually looked under the throne, where the high-ranking demons were still celebrating his waking up.

This is 337 days of jubilation.

The latter is in the story~