BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!
A familiar tremor.
Familiar magical energy—oppressive and terrifying.
"My pillar is the fiftieth of Solomon's seventy-two Demon God Pillars."
"My true name is Furcas."
What stood there was not a human.
In terms of form, it did resemble one.
It was a gray shadow, with scarlet eyes and things like floating eyeballs surrounding it.
Just standing there was enough to make Chaldea's scalp prickle.
Though they had never seen this form before, they knew. They knew without a doubt.
That was a Demon God Pillar.
But—
"Even though I was prepared for it, why do Demon God Pillars still exist?"
"Why are they appearing again? Why are they creating Singularities again?"
"We already—completely defeated all of you in the Temple of Time."
Fujimaru Ritsuka's body trembled as she glared at Furcas, gritting her teeth and speaking with grief and indignation.
It made her feel as though her efforts had been insulted by this—filthy existence.
"I have no obligation to explain anything to you, you loathsome Chaldean Master, Fujimaru Ritsuka, scurrying about like a rat."
"We are seventy-two existences. Seventy-two wills."
Demon God Furcas stood beside Lorenzo, staring coldly at Fujimaru Ritsuka and Lawrence. Rage and killing intent flickered within those scarlet eyes, sending chills down one's spine.
"We are not one and the same entity."
"Chaldean Master, Lawrence Anno Falgao, you did indeed win once. I have no intention of denying that. But victors ought to bear the hatred of the defeated."
"That is... the logic of you humans."
"And so, the Six Pillars of the Envoys were born."
Spreading his arms, Furcas—the Demon God Pillar who governed knowledge—seemed in no way reluctant to speak.
"And I, as one of the Six Pillars of the Envoys, stand here before you, bearing the