“Th-that man…!”
“Hah…!”
Staggering alone out of the gate from the divine realm was none other than Reed.
Kuuung.
“…….”
He stood with his back to the closing door of the Pantheon, taking three slow, lurching steps. Despite his momentary loss of composure, the dignity and grandeur of his existence had not faded in the least.
“H-how… how could this be?”
“He actually made it out alive from in there…?”
Shock and fear clouded the eyes of those watching.
They found it unimaginable that an evil being, having entered the Pantheon and returned, could still maintain bodily form.
But even Reed was far from unscathed.
“Cough, cough…!”
After only four steps, his body collapsed.
That lofty villain—on one knee and one hand pressed to the ground—coughed up dark red blood.
Desperate to keep his flesh from shattering, he was burning through his lifespan, aura, and demonic energy to propel his body to its very limit.
Veins bulged across his form, pulsing as though they might burst,…