The Baptizer Who Broke In

After seeing Immacrada agree, Baphomet found it somewhat strange. It had been too straightforward. Still, he trusted in his own strength even more.

In this world, he was the only one who had dared to challenge Heaven during its strongest era.

Though the outcome had been somewhat unfavorable, he believed he would eventually take his revenge.

God's "secret" absolutely belonged to him!

At the thought of this power, a surge of heat flowed through Baphomet's body and enveloped Immacrada.

Just as Immacrada was preparing to open the passage, she suddenly found herself in an unfamiliar wilderness. The temperature around her abruptly dropped.

The scorching heat, as though she had been standing beside a bonfire, was gone.

"That guy let me go?"

Just as she was wondering about it, the ground ahead began to shake. A massive, dark body like rubber burrowed out from beneath the earth.

It was an enlarged version of Baphomet.

Through the fiery gray mist forming its intangible chest, she could see the charred flesh within its abdominal cavity, as well as countless Nightwalker Clan figures moving through it.

"So... this is its true body!" Immacrada suddenly understood.

The place where she had previously been imprisoned had actually been inside Baphomet's abdominal cavity.

Clearly, it had merely sensed their battle at the time and used its power to snatch them into its abdomen. Only after those cenobites and Blood Floss Demons were sacrificed

had the last trace of the Lord of Hell's remaining seal been completely removed.

Even without the cenobites' sacrifice, this Lord of Hell would likely have broken free in the coming days. Their deaths had merely been the icing on the cake.

The enormous figure before her continuously shrank. Its limbs retracted into its body, while its head and torso began to melt away.