Before their disbelieving eyes, a towering figure emerged from the raging flames.
Lava formed his armor, and flames formed his wings.
Horns thrust skyward from his brow, and blasphemy shrouded his body.
"A demon!"
The uncontrollable cry burst from Angsilanko and the First Count Wayne.
With their learning, experience, and extensive knowledge of the mystery side, they could be absolutely certain that this was a demon.
Neither could spare a thought for how Qin Ran had managed to transform into a demon.
Because at that moment, only one thought filled their minds: Run!
Yes, run!
Although the First Count Wayne had just been proclaiming himself supreme among mortals and praising Angsilanko as a resurrected god, what was the reality?
Supreme among mortals-the supreme mortal of a declining mystery side.
A resurrected god-a resurrected god without a divine office or godhood, whose divine fire was on the verge of going out.
Of course, even so, facing a demon would not have been difficult for them in their prime.
But now, they were simply no match.
At this thought, the First Count Wayne and Angsilanko involuntarily exchanged a glance.
Both saw a trace of horror in the other's eyes.
Premeditated!
Everything had been premeditated!
While they had been plotting, Qin Ran had been making arrangements of his own.
And he had caught both of them in his trap.
Just think of that "prisoner" thrown into the chapel.
At first, the First Count Wayne had still been able to comfort himself with the thought that Qin Ran was merely cautious, had noticed something suspicious and refused to let it go, wanted to investigate further, or simply intended to use the prisoner he was disguised as to extract more concessions from Angsilanko. But now...
The First Count Wayne realized that he had stepped into