He used "Grafting" once more.
After making the two Sequence 0s attack each other.
The Primordial Demoness raised a raging wave, seeking to engulf Klein.
Just then.
A crimson glow lit up the wave from within, and it rapidly evaporated.
In an instant, it turned into thick white vapor.
The steam blurred the air above the entire sea.
It also brought the fighting between Klein and the other two true gods to a halt.
The eyes at the tips of those python-like tentacles kept searching.
Suddenly.
A crimson figure entered their field of vision.
The figure wore a crimson priest's robe covered in magical markings of various symbols.
A gray hat sat low on his head, its brim concealing everything above his nose.
The robe fluttered in the wind. Through its open front, a suit of black iron armor could be seen beneath it.
The armor was flecked with blood, and some parts bore ragged scratches left by blades.
All those eyes shattered at that moment, spewing crimson flames.
Within the flames, the remnants of the eyes swiftly turned into black smoke.
Then, one after another, the python-like tentacles caught fire.
Like fuses, they carried the crimson flames along their lengths, all the way into the Astral World.
The mask on Klein's face and his transparent cloak withdrew into his body.
He once again became the gentleman whose appearance incorporated Gehrman's features.
Klein looked at the crimson figure, the corners of his mouth slowly rising.
"At last..."
"You've successfully advanced."
"Red Priest!"
In an instant.
A woman's hysterical shriek could faintly be heard from the Astral World.
Then even more tentacles surged madly out of the Astral World, extending into reality.
They brought the collapse of all things, as though ushering in the apocalypse ahead of time.
The Red Priest