The two of them cleared out all the walking corpses in the cave. Quite a few souls, accompanied by strange auras, burrowed underground.
Those souls all carried the power of "agitation."
They passed through the underground gateway and entered the source. They were all Satan's descendants who had sought to possess walking corpses but had not fully developed.
After Naoko finished modifying the two of them, she paid them no further attention. She turned and left, heading for another location in the United States.
At that moment, inside Saint El Church in northern United States.
A priest with sharply defined features, graying sideburns, and a neatly trimmed short beard was constantly flipping through scripture. He looked exceptionally neat and capable.
His brown eyes held a trace of confusion. Something he could not understand seemed to fill his mind, driving him to seek answers in the scripture.
"No... How could this be possible? God, I am devout. Please forgive Your follower, Ron."
His voice was crisp and efficient despite its weariness, carrying a deep, magnetic quality.
But the dark circles beneath his eyes showed that he had not slept for a long time.
In the end, he simply closed his eyes and began to pray.
His low, crisp, yet weary voice echoed continuously through the church.
Crack!
The statue at the center of the church suddenly split apart. The sound of shattering rang beside the priest's ears and filled his heart.
That ominous premonition was drawing closer and closer.
A chilly yet scorching sensation spread from his palm. It was evil—evil carrying the scent of sulfur.
He opened his eyes.
The scripture in his hands had begun to burn on its own. Within the green flames, a ghostly face emerged.
The savage face was lined with fangs.
The instant he opened