Chapter 190
The ominous temple had a domed interior.
Adorning its walls were stone masks resembling the Demon King.
The masks emitted a faint light, serving as both decoration and illumination. As the light grew brighter, the dimness of the dome began to dissipate.
"......!"
In the center stood a massive statue in humanoid form—or was it truly a statue?
While its body was partly made of stone, the varying colors of its material suggested it had been pieced together, as though stone fragments were fused onto an existing body.
I recognized the kind of being created through such grotesque fusion.
"A chimera."
From the moment we encountered the mid-bosses, I had anticipated this.
The statue knelt in a posture reminiscent of prayer, its form unmistakably angelic. The half-exposed face bore a striking resemblance to the stone masks adorning the ceiling.
Was this the face of the Demon King from the past? No. At first glance, I had assumed it was, but something was different.
Most notably, it had only one wing. And it wasn’t the black wing associated with fallen angels—it was a pale gray, interwoven with the dull color of stone.