The bloody scene made the cultists, who had been seething with anger, fall silent of their own accord.
Some trembled all over, some went pale, and some threw up on the spot.
Of course, they were only a small minority. Most of the cultists were cowed by Fang Cheng's combat prowess and ruthlessness.
This proved a point Fang Cheng had once made to Sato Hayato: when dealing with bad people, you had to be even more despicable and ruthless than they were.
The Big Windmill was a trick Fang Cheng had come up with himself. While training his Steel Blood ability, he had discovered that just before blood hardened, it remained soft, tough, and elastic.
It was perfect for use as a rope. He added two blades to the end mainly to increase its weight, allowing him to swing the line out with ease and inflict cutting damage.
The gruesome deaths of over a hundred Cult Guards had stunned the cultists in the stands.
Archbishop Mizuma Atsushi's face was as dark as water. He had already picked up his Dark Bible and opened it.
The God Descent Ritual was supposed to be led by a newly appointed archbishop, but Mizuma had thought the man lacked experience and needed to be kept in check a little longer, so he had come in person.
He hadn't expected the Ultimate Bliss Cult's Tokyo branch to have so badly underestimated the risks of the ritual.
Aside from a group of cannon fodder, Mizuma had brought only a few key members to conduct the ceremony.
Who would have thought that at his age, when he ought to have been enjoying a peaceful retirement, he would have to get personally involved in a fight?
After killing a group of cannon fodder, Fang Cheng didn't stay where