The bronze coffin.
That was how the bronze coffin, which contained the Devil Lord's heart, was bound.
Kieran had no idea where the Shepherds had found the magic circle.
Maybe they had gone to Alcatraz Prison, or maybe they had inherited it.
But there was one thing he could see: [Devil Transformation] had turned gray, entering a temporarily unusable state.
Everything was going as he had expected.
"Master Bird of Death, you are even more reckless and ignorant than I thought!
Did you really think that we wouldn't be prepared after knowing that you have the devil's blood?
This is the Devil Sealing Circle. Even a real devil would not be able to escape, let alone a descendant of the devil!
"Are you ready now?"
Rainer had obviously misunderstood the reason for Kieran's shock. He could no longer hold back his laughter.
The Shepherds behind him tore off their long robes.
Leather armors with fire-resistant magic circles and blessed weapons were revealed.
There were daggers, longswords, spears, and even halberds.
Their pale faces were filled with disgust for the blessed weapons.
However, when they looked at Kieran, their disgust was replaced by a bloodthirsty ferocity.
After the two completely different expressions intertwined, it caused the greenish-white face to have a strange feeling of distortion.
When they slowly surrounded Kieran, the scene became even more bizarre.
The dead were slaughtering the flaming devil with the holy blade in their hands.
It was inconceivable to the common people.
However, the people in the hall were looking forward to it.
The West Coast mystics were no longer trembling. They were all staring at Kieran, who was about to be minced into meat paste.
Barry, who was on the verge of collapsing, regained his footing.
Once again, a black aura appeared in Evil Spirit's hand.
He stared at Kieran like a hungry wolf.
He was ready to devour Kieran's flesh at any time.
It wasn't just "Evil Spirit" Barry. Many more people with ulterior motives had joined the ranks.
One had to know that a corpse with Abyss Devil bloodline was a very precious material.
Especially the heart and brain.
It was something that they would give their all for.
The former represented the power of the bloodline.
The latter represented the inheritance of the Devil.
Although the chances of extracting it were not high, it did not mean that they could not do it.
That's right, others might not be able to do it.
But they would definitely be able to do it.
Everyone became so confident under the support of greed.
Even the West Coast mystics, who were shivering a moment ago, felt the same way.
In fact, it was even worse.
Under the pressure of the Goddess of Earth, they were the ones who yearned for power the most. Rationality became fragile in the face of power.
Rainer saw everything with his own eyes.
He let out a low, cold laugh.
From the very beginning, he would never hand over Kieran's corpse to anyone else. Including Kieran's soul, everything would become a collection and a source of power that he could not obtain.
As the leader of the Shepherds of Death, Rainer knew the value of a demonic descendant very well.
That would be his only chance to surpass the Goddess of Earth.
How could he give it to someone else?
The next moment, Rainer raised his left hand and twisted the little finger of his left hand with his right hand.
Creak!
It felt like he was twisting the cork of a bottle.
The little finger on his left hand was forcefully twisted off.
It was still on the floor.
Pak!
The moment his little finger touched the floor, it turned into a pile of meat paste.
The pile of meat paste started to move rhythmically. The death aura in the hall was devoured by the pile of meat like it was food.
However, the putrid smell did not disappear. Instead, it became more and more pungent.
The source of the putrid smell was the pile of meat paste.
Even after devouring so much death aura, there were no changes on the surface.
However, other than the Shepherds of Death, everyone in the hall felt an extreme sense of danger.
"Rainer, what are you doing?"
"Evil Spirit" Barry shouted as he dodged to the side.
The floor beneath his feet started to melt, and a small pile of meat started to crawl out of the ground.
In fact, it wasn't just under Barry's feet.
It was under everyone else's feet.
Including the Shepherds of Death.
Rainer had never trusted anyone.
He only trusted himself.
The soles of his boots were corroded without any resistance.
A cold, slippery, and greasy feeling spread from the soles of his feet.
The meat paste stuck to the soles of everyone's feet.
Everyone shuddered in fear.
The hair on their backs stood on end.
They did not doubt that the thing beneath their feet was deadly.
They glared at Rainer.
"I'm just trying to make things a little easier.
Look, this is a fight between me and the Bird of Death. You guys are just spectators, so just do your part as spectators!
Of course, if you don't want to … "
Rainer did not back down from everyone's gazes.
He did not finish his sentence, but everyone could hear the threat in his tone.
Then, he turned his head.
He looked at Kieran as if he had already won.
"What do you think, Bird of Death?"
Rainer's tone was like a cat playing with a mouse.
"What do I think?
To me, you or any of you are the same!
"Because everyone here is my enemy!"
Kieran said slowly.
His body was tied up, but he was as calm as ever. His eyes did not show any signs of panic as he glanced over the crowd calmly.
No one knew if it was an illusion.
Everyone felt a sense of mockery in his eyes.
Especially Rainer.
The leader of the Shepherds of Death felt like he had been insulted.
"You're about to die, yet you're still so stubborn!
Do you really think you can deal with all of us without the ability to transform into a demon?
"Or are you confident in your companions?"
Is it him? Is it him? Or is it her? "
Rainer raised the crystal ball high, displaying the situation inside to Kieran.
Raul, Cidney, Simones, and Ellie Jones were not in a good or bad situation.
None of their lives were in danger.
Still, they could not count on reinforcements.
Or do you think he can save you?
"Our famous Chief Schmidt!"
Rainer looked mockingly at Schmidt, who was standing behind Kieran with a silver shield flag. Rainer's eyes did not stop for even a second before he turned to Kieran.
In Rainer's eyes, Schmidt was a clown.
A police officer?
He might be a threat to commoners.
But to him?
That would be a joke.
"Waiting for reinforcements is not how I do things!
I prefer to solve everything myself! "
Kieran's lips curled into a smile.
Rainer's instinct told him that something was wrong.
He shouted at Kieran.
"Kill him!"
But it was too late.
Lust, Greed, Gluttony, Sloth, Wrath, Envy, and Pride. Seven different evil auras burst out of Kieran's body.
His ferocious aura was even fiercer than an erupting volcano.
The chains that bound Kieran rattled loudly, and the lights in the hall flickered, flickering between light and dark.
Pak!
The hall was plunged into darkness.
PS Second update ~
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