Klein's Fear?

After successfully Grazing the Shaman King in the pale world, Luther returned to reality.

"Your Excellency Ishmael."

The Red Gloves immediately gathered around him.

"Mm."

With a raise of his hand, Luther threw a bloody mass of flesh onto the ground. It glimmered with flowing light as it separated into various materials rich in Spirituality. Without a doubt, it was the corpse of Kisma, Saint Tenebrous.

The Red Gloves immediately erupted into an uproar.

"This is..."

"That Demigod?"

"As expected of the deacon!"

They spoke in astonishment, looking at the corpse before repeatedly glancing at Luther, their eyes filled with respect and fear.

As an action force representing violence, they had always spoken through strength. This new deacon not only taught excellent courses on dealing with cultists, but was also extraordinarily powerful. Not long after becoming a senior deacon, he had already killed two Sequence 4 cultists in succession.

That was Sequence 4. That was a Demigod!

Even as elites of the capital's Church, they had never seen anything so thrilling before!

"Take the corpse and the separated Beyonder Characteristics back, and deal with them according to protocol."

Luther issued the order, then asked, "What about the other cultists?"

"They've all been brought under control. Most were killed, while a small number were captured alive." Soest stepped forward, looking slightly embarrassed. "Only Mr. X himself nearly escaped."

"Nearly?"

"Yes. We failed to kill him in time. After the effects of your ritual ended, he directly used Travel to pass through the Spirit World and leave... We initially thought he had escaped, but unexpectedly, we found his corpse not far away."

Soest answered as he led Luther forward.

Before long, they arrived at a dark alley. Daly and Leonard stood uneasily at the entrance with several others, apparently protecting the scene.