A few minutes earlier…
Crack—
Regis, who was still in his demonized form, concentrated to the fullest.
His blood red eyes precisely followed the complex network of corruption energy that permeated inside and out of the golden statues.
He made sure that not an ounce of error occurred as he controlled his demonic power down to its very particles.
It was only after a few hours that he was finally able to see the effects of his efforts.
The little fracture he saw earlier slowly spread out as he expelled the corruption energy with utmost accuracy.
Crack—
As Regis heard the breaking sound that was not unlike that of glass shattering, he collapsed to his knees on the side.
The black horns and his other demon characteristics also faded, as he wanted to avoid any misunderstandings.
He felt as if his mind was vibrating due to the stress his mental power had endured.
'This… is even harder than casting grand magic spells…'
