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He couldn't have come to teach me a lesson because of my report, could he?
With his eyes closed and Azik shielding him, this absurd thought was actually what surfaced in Klein's mind.
"No, no, Klein, of course not."
The Devil's words sounded directly in his mind, teasing and leisurely. "But your thoughts have told me something interesting. So you reported me, too."
...Fuck... Klein began endlessly cycling through the potions for the first few Sequences of the Seer Pathway in his head.
Azik had fallen into a daze upon hearing the other party address him as "Death Consul." He stood rooted in place, an indifference capable of freezing souls gradually surfacing in his eyes. The pale flames grew increasingly cold and sinister. Standing behind him, not daring to open his eyes, Klein felt every hair on his body stand on end and couldn't help drawing a sharp breath.
Suddenly, Azik pinched his own arm hard, finally pulling himself free of the divinity that all but looked down on everything. Countless fragmented images flashed through his mind; the excessively jumbled memories needed time to be sorted out. His voice involuntarily turned cold.
"Move."
The Devil burst out laughing, apparently amused by Azik's words and now in an excellent mood.
The arms holding open the sides of the Spirit World passage suddenly exerted force outward, forcibly tearing apart this brightly colored world. Behind the rapidly expanding rift lay an abyssal darkness. Azik abruptly came to his senses. Only now did he truly realize the difference in their strength.
Under the tremendous pressure, he actually called upon a power that should have been ingrained in his bones, yet now operated entirely on instinct.
Azik Eggers raised his head and opened his mouth, his venomous fangs sharp, the features of both serpent