"They are summoning the Demon God, quickly make the others back away!"
Fisher turned his head, only to see that as the finger fell, Ingrid, the two headless demon corpses, and the treasures all began to emit an extremely bloody glow.
The ground along the entire coast began to tremble, as if something underground was vigorously pounding against the surface, trying to break through, so hot and agitated...
Even though they didn't know what it was, in Fisher's mind and everyone present, an image of a fire pillar inexplicably emerged. Rather, they were quite certain, what was surging beneath the ground was indeed a fire pillar, or perhaps an existence?
Emhardt hadn't flown over yet, but Fisher looked towards the anguished and wailing Ingrid in front of him. Behind her, the scorching seal had pierced her skin like a brand, marking her as if she were a sacrificial offering to a god.
"Rafael, go stop your soldiers from coming over, I'll stop all this."
"Fisher!"
