What Happens When I Devour Myself?!

Vatican.

Church.

The Pope stared fixedly at the great hall ahead as a flash of light appeared out of nowhere.

Light and Gamp stepped out of it!

The Pope lamented inwardly: Dear God, why couldn't You take these two demons away?

The Pope wished nothing more than for Light and Gamp to meet with disaster and die sooner.

However.

Light and Gamp were still alive and kicking, living better than ever.

"Minister, how did it feel to return to the Main World?" Light asked Gamp with a smile.

That was right. Light's phantom had become somewhat more solid, and the outline of his form was now visible.

Although his facial features remained indistinct, blurred into a vague mass, the smile on his face was exceptionally clear.

If Moriarty had been here, he would definitely have cried out: Light had grown stronger!

Gamp, meanwhile, remained as he always was. His silver suit was extravagant without losing its elegance, and sharp glints flickered wildly in his triangular eyes.

"It felt wonderful!" Gamp strode toward the Pope. "I have never experienced anything so marvelous!"

He walked up to the Pope and seized the pontiff by the throat.

The pitiful Pope was lifted by Gamp like a helpless chick!

"My dear Pope," Gamp asked with a smile, "do you think I can read minds?"

The Pope's heart lurched. What a demon!

Gamp's smile twisted into a feral grin. "A demon? You dare speculate that a god is a demon?"

Clusters of black light emerged across Gamp's arm, like black holes.

The pitiful Pope trembled uncontrollably as his body was swallowed bit by bit by the black holes!

At that critical moment, Light gave a soft cough. "Minister, there is no need to haggle with mortals. You should know that you are no longer like