As they were about to reach Serey, the tar was blocked by Sai Zong's protective barrier, flowing past him with a hissing corrosive sound.
"What are we waiting for? Sai Zong, let's solve the problem once and for all."
The man's body was lifted high by the piled tar, his human form completely disappearing, leaving only those brilliant eyes embedded in the mutated mass of mud.
"Damn, is this going to war with the Devil? Is it really possible?"
Serey suppressed the urge to vomit and came behind Sai Zong. In his understanding, there had never been an example of fighting with the Devil. To be precise, in the eyes of many Debtors, there was no option to fight with the Devil.
These beings beyond common sense, regardless of their Original Sin, always maintained an absolutely supreme posture, never directly interfering with the mortal world.
Oh, this isn't the mortal world; it's the Ethereal Realm.
