A Challenge

"Wrath, your perception is as formidable as the legends say. I come at the behest of our Demon Lord..." Kyle said.

As he spoke, a subtle aura of Corrupted Divinity radiated from him, the final touch to his elaborate masquerade.

The Corrupted Divinity that he showed wasn't too weak or too strong… It was simply enough to remove any possible suspicions of the Deadly Sin.

Well, with his appearance, now infused with demonic essence and corrupted divinity, Kyle believed that his transformation was flawless, even under the scrutinous gaze of Wrath.

"A Demon Saint, is it? You're not among the elite or single-digit Demon Saints that I recognize. A new recruit, then? Ahh… Right… Many of your kind have fallen to the Shadow Immortal…" Wrath remarked casually while turning away with disinterest.

Kyle wryly smiled after hearing this since the Shadow Immortal that the Deadly Sin was talking about was standing in front of him.