The figure that had transformed into a Horror Demon moved among the pile of corpses.
In its eyes, countless runes formed indecipherable patterns, as if containing forbidden knowledge that countless scholars craved—formulas, algorithms, and truths.
As it moved, it manipulated its fingers. The Spiritual Power Threads silently flirted with the atmosphere of this area, sketching sacrilegious runes.
On the battlefield, the originally manifested Chaos Ritual was silently modified.
It was so serious and dedicated that even if stray bullets pierced barriers and penetrated its flesh, it remained unwavering.
It decisively switched bodies, continuing to roam the battlefield as either a human or a Horror Demon.
"This fun is just too much!" It was filled with joy and excitement.
A Chaos Three Gods Chosen who deceived the All Gods while longing for humanity had already excited it.
