It didn't matter anymore...
Since the moment smoke started pouring out of Lange after he was doused in the Water of the Gods, the citizens and the devout who felt the chilling aura emanating from him, no longer needed an explanation.
All of Lange's actions to protect the hero before that spoke for themselves!
"Die!" The cornered Lange didn't hesitate, and he was surrounded by a ghastly white fog as he clawed at Kol, the closest to him, "You cannot resist my power!"
Kol, who was planning to grab Ai and flee, was suddenly paralyzed and couldn't move. He could only watch as Lange lunged at him.
"Wall of Verdancy!"
A tender cry came from not too far away, and Lange's claw, which was almost about to descend on Kol's head, was intercepted by a green magic barrier spinning in mid-air. At the same time, strands of elemental vines were furiously coiling around his arm.
