Raphael sat quietly in a chair inside the Dark Hut, sensing the increase in power he had gained after his advancement.
First, the Lord of Evil Desires had gained a wider range of abilities, including curses and magma.
Unfortunately, these abilities had not undergone a qualitative transformation. Their power approached Sequence 2, but had yet to reach that level.
Of course, that was Raphael's assessment of the level of the Lord of Evil Desires' abilities.
To others, the Lord of Evil Desires' abilities seemed to have already surpassed Sequence 2.
In other words, although the Lord of Evil Desires now had a few more tricks, his main strength was still bluffing.
Saints and Angels could definitely be bluffed. True Gods, however, would certainly see through Raphael's true strength. As for Kings of Angel, it was still hard to say.
For Raphael, that was more than enough!
If I run into a True God, I'd better run. Even with the Dark Hut's protection, getting beaten by one would still hurt badly.
At that thought, Raphael smiled. Whatever the case, his ability to protect himself had improved considerably.
Then he looked around, intending to give the part of the Dark Hut under his control a little renovation for now.
At present, the scenery inside the Dark Hut consisted of volcanoes and a valley filled with the smell of sulfur. The moment Raphael first entered, he had felt that the design had no aesthetic appeal whatsoever.
Now that he had some control over it, he naturally had to "redecorate."
First, Raphael removed the pavilion and replaced the wooden chair beneath him with a high-backed chair made of dark crystal. He transformed the entire courtyard into a towering Crystal Palace, shutting out the view of the magma and valley outside.
Raphael sat on a