"Oh, Carmine Temple, did you gather all these noble saints here just to welcome me?" Eldritch threw his head back and laughed.
Black energy began to exude from his body. Beneath the crimson moonlight, he looked like an evil demon who'd just walked out of hell.
The terrifying power he radiated was enough to make over a hundred weaker munks freeze on the spot. They were so scared that they forgot to chant and even forgot their anger.
Zansam and other noble saints raised their heads to look at Eldritch. They didn't need to look. Just from the power the enemy was exuding, they knew that Eldritch was no longer the same person from last night.
"Start the Demon Summoning Mantra!" Zansam roared.
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