The Goat-Man Devil hovered high in the air, looking down at everyone. When it saw the giant stone crack apart and sensed the aura seeping out from within, its expression changed drastically at the sight of that red glow.
An aura it knew all too well was emerging from it—an aura it had loathed for countless ages and never wished to encounter again. It was the aura of imprisonment.
"Damn it, where did you find this thing?!"
"I clearly banished it completely into an unknown space and destroyed it! How could it appear here? How is that possible?!" The Goat-Man Devil cursed furiously at the sudden appearance of the object.
At the same time, it flashed away, turning into a streak of black light as it shot into the distance, trying to escape.
It had plenty of chances. There was no need to fight that thing which had disgusted it for countless ages here.
The middle-aged man in the suit, whose head had been twisted 180 degrees, raised the skull-topped cane high into the sky under the control of Lucifer's face on the back of his head.
The flames winding through the area within a one-mile radius surged from several dozen meters high to hundreds and thousands of meters in an instant. It was as though monstrous waves had risen across the entire region, burning with white fire.
The ghost clouds in the sky, formed from countless evil spirits, were instantly swept away beneath the towering white flames.
The blazing sun reappeared.
Under the intense light, everyone's vision turned deathly white, as if someone had suddenly switched on a blinding lamp. It was difficult to adjust for a moment.
It was as though the sun itself had focused upon this place. Its surface flashed, and countless sparks frozen in white