Their hands melted, froth poured into two faces, reshaping their thoughts and flesh, while also opening their heart's doors to Wayne.
With a single glance, Wayne's expression turned even fouler.
All of it was voluntary.
In the memories of the two individuals, Wayne saw numerous ghostly figures, among which one voice was incredibly familiar.
The Lord of Envy!
The Lord of Envy, one of the Seven Demon Lords, extended his gracious invitation, and the two High Priests hesitated briefly before decisively accepting the invitation to Hell.
Once again, the Legendary Mage made a choice for the future, unhesitatingly stepping into Hell rather than the Divine Nation.
"The Demon King is here too, what a hassle..."
Wayne muttered to himself as the fully resurrected two High Priests kneeled on one knee at his feet: "My great faith, is there anything I can do for you?"
Sang Lan stepped back two paces, her scalp tingling, shocked into silence by the scene before her.
