The void-like flame flickered for a few more seconds before eventually dying down. Saito's body soon became visible as the flame decreased and Ezekiel and Elizabeth felt the force pushing against them gradually weaken.

When the flame fully went out they turned their attention to the new and improved Saito.

The thing that immediately stood out was his wings. Yes, he now had wings and honestly, they looked how one would imagine an angel's. The only difference was instead of them being a pure and unsullied white, they were black. Their feathers were comparable to that of a crow.

That wasn't the only new thing about him. Whether for practical or aesthetic reasons it seemed the fat he possessed was entirely gone. It left him looking quite imposing instead of his previous appearance which looked like an athlete who over-ate before a big competition.

He had also acquired horns. They were pitch black and had the sheen of a beetle. They were somewhat skinny compared to a bull's horns. While his irises did turn black his sclera remained unchanged. And finally his skin. His skin had gone from the average easterner to a very pale skin tone that contained the smallest hints of blue.

Worryingly his arm and every other wound on him seemed to have fully healed after his transformation. Was this a part of his new transformation or was it a one-time deal, those present wondered.

He observed his body and seemed to be lost in thought.

("What happened? I always heard you'd die if you ever took more than three times the regular amount of the powder. So why am I alive?")

He then pointed his finger to the sky and after a few seconds, he fired a beam with a darkness similar to the one he came out of with his fingertips.

The pair close to him tensed up when he did this. They then began slowly inching towards the monster that had appeared before them.

He didn't seem to notice as he kept thinking to himself.

("Although this was an accident, it seems I am favoured by my lord. If others die when they ingest this much divine powder yet I have not, priest is too small of a title for me. Bishop? Nah, maybe I might even be considered for a new position. Maybe a Saint? Saint Saito, now that has a nice ring to it. Surely they wouldn't mind if their Saint kills that bastard, Daniel?")

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A grin slowly formed on his face. He had gained a new power and there was no better place to test it out than here. That bitch who cut open his arm and that fast bastard would make excellent punching bags to test his new limits.

As soon as the grin came to his face Elizabeth rushed towards him and aimed her sword to his neck. He responded by sending out a punch. It was just a simple punch yet she sent flying into the forest with this simple punch. A loud thud was heard a few moments later.

("Tch, did that bitch really block that?")

The punch felt more like punching a boulder than a bag of meat, so she was presumably able to get her arms up in time to block.

He then dodged Ezekiel's knife, who did his best to launch a surprise attack and was surprisingly grazed by it a few times.

He continued dodging for a few seconds to confirm something.

("I see. It seems I can no longer use my own magic. Has the powder overridden my own magic or was it not compatible with this form?")

While paying little attention to the fight he half-heartedly kicked Ezekiel. Yet he missed. And Ezekiel used this opportunity to stab his foot.

He didn't seem bothered by this in the slightest.

("Has my sense of pain been reduced? Also, has this form reduced the size of my limbs in some way?")

Thankfully for Ezekiel, he reached an incorrect conclusion as to why his kick had missed.

Saito grew bored of dodging his blade and simply grabbed it. He pinned it with two of his fingers and Ezekiel seemed to be powerless against his strength. He then moved to punch the man yet missed by a few centimeters. When he looked back to his fingers the blade had been removed.

Saito then tried to negate his footwork by performing a leg sweep. However, in his current state, a leg sweep would be akin to a guillotine made exclusively for feet. Yet he still missed although the man before him had looked like he had just jumped out of a river with the amount of sweat pooling on him.

("Is he causing this? No matter, he'll slip up eventually")

This was of no concern to Saito. Honestly speaking, the longer he could use this man to test his current capabilities, the more convenient it would be for him. Having an opponent who wouldn't instantly die yet could do no meaningful damage in return would be hard to come across in his new form.

Ezekiel kept trying his best to stab the demon yet all he could get was miniscule scratches on his that wouldn't even draw blood. Eventually, the demon attempted another punch and Ezekiel was fooled by its speed. He immediately moved himself back and attempted a counterattack. However, the punch by Saito was simply a feint yet Ezekiel had not realized. Within moments he was about to receive a punch from that monster but there was nothing he could do. Even if he did notice there was not enough time for him to get out of Saito's range before the punch landed.

Amazingly, Saito's punch did not land. He soon found himself flipped horizontally. He looked behind himself and soon found the answer.