"Alchemy Plants"
As the Disease Spreader fell, the remaining Evil Spirit Remnants and Walking Dead scattered in every direction like monkeys fleeing after a tree fell.
Before long, the gray-white ritual ground had fallen silent.
Clap, clap.
Gelman picked up the triangular hat from the ground, brushed the dust off its brim, and put it on.
He closed his bloodshot eyes and gently massaged the skin around them, easing the tension in his muscles and slightly relieving the dryness in his eyes.
When Gelman opened his eyes again, most of the bloodshot veins in the whites had disappeared. His cold, dark eyes had returned.
So had his reason.
However, the Dark Crown suspended above Gelman's head was a sign that things weren't so simple.
"Are you all right?" Ging was the first to reach him. With his hands in his pockets, he asked from a short distance away.
He had already prepared himself for the possibility that Gelman might lose his reason and that he would have to fight with everything he had.
Gelman waved a hand to show that things weren't that bad, and Ging relaxed a little.
Biscuit, Shizuku, and the newly awakened Menchi arrived a beat later and asked Gelman how he was doing once again.
They had all seen that Chaos Roar just now. Its sheer destructive power had been unbelievable.
But Gelman's current state showed that he had paid a price for using that power.
They were glad to have defeated the Disease Spreader, but at the same time, they were worried about Gelman's health.
"This is an evolved ability I just mastered," Gelman explained. "I can't fully control it yet, so it has some side effects."
Biscuit pointed at the Dark Crown above his head. "That's not just 'some side effects,' is it? There's