WHOOSH—
A terrifying face formed from the gray flames as the will of the Black Orc God descended. Gazing at Isaac, who stood before the ritual, the corners of the God's mouth curled in excitement. After so many years, a fool had finally taken the bait!
Although many new and old Legendary Mages made deals with beings like them every year, there were simply too many Outer Gods. When spread out, it didn't even average one Mad Witch per God.
And for a being like him, who left a massive backdoor in his rituals, the number of fools he managed to hook was naturally even smaller.
But now, it was finally his turn. 'How wonderful~'
HSSSS—
The Black Orc God took a deep drag of the gray flame. While this paltry amount of energy couldn't strengthen him in the slightest, an occasional whiff was good for the mind and body!
In a word: bliss!
'Excellent. I've decided. When I devour this fellow's soul, I'll make it quick. That should lessen his suffering!'
