It was the moment when everyone held their breath, waiting for the dust cloud at the collision point to settle.
Amid the billowing gray dust, a pair of lights flashed—lights that radiated madness.
It was at that moment that both of Elthea’s hands, clutching her spear, tensed involuntarily.
As the dust cloud completely settled, the owner of that fierce gaze emerged.
“How dare you touch my sternocleidomastoid…!”
KWA-AANG!
A figure—with blood trickling from the nape—impaled a gigantic black goat. He was none other than Lord Hispenril.
“I will devour you to replenish my muscle loss!”
<Kreh-eok!>
In his rage, Lord Hispenril’s fists pounded Tezrihal with a rapid “chak-chak” sound.
In response, the others also regained their composure and resumed their attacks.
Thus, after 30 minutes, the demonic Archbishop Tezrihal finally fell.✠
Binchester Kingdom, Edenrose Barony – a medium-sized church.
The colossal, reaper‑like demon occupying this place, Grim Reaper Lord, seemed to have taken a liking to the bride presiding over the funeral.
By always carrying the skull bride—dressed in a wedding dress—as if she were a mere doll in one…