The degraded divine blood of the True Creator that Sno had sold to Klein had been made into three Blasphemous Language charms. One had taken out Master Roselle, one had been used on the outskirts of Bayram, and now, the target of this final one was not Ince!
Even with the Goddess's misfortune curse, Klein was not confident he could hit the now-wary Ince Zangwill.
However, that was not a problem!
As the black iron charm turned into a streak of light, Klein's spirituality touched the Crimson Star representing Leonard. Leonard in the real world immediately understood. He pressed his left palm against his forehead while pulling out a "Fortune Stealer" charm. With Old Man's assistance, he pushed the charm's effect to its limit—
"Fate!"
An ancient supernatural language echoed through the air. Countless blinding silver-white bolts of lightning descended from the sky, striking Leonard one after another. At the same time, another Ancient Hermes word came from within the lightning—
"Light!"
The dazzling flames of the sun even eclipsed the silver-white lightning. Under Leonard's suicidal assault, all the damage was reflected onto Ince!
Ince was immediately struck by lightning and then roasted, his entire body charred black. Endless ravings in his mind caused dense, dark body hair to begin growing over him.
His deep blue, nearly black eyes were full of confusion, because with Leonard's strength, it was simply impossible...
Just then, from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of 0-08, which had somehow begun writing again. A string of words faintly emerged on his already scorched cleric's robe—
"Oh, poor Ince Zangwill. He actually tried to use Dream Invasion on a young man parasitized by a Thief Angel! Poor Ince Zangwill. He only noticed that his dream invasion had succeeded, yet failed to notice that the