The effect was not average; in fact, it had no effect at all.
Heya had wings that even glowed, a sure protagonist, Wayne couldn't hide his envy. He thought about the Stigmata Hexuno had engraved on him and debated whether he should also undergo a divine transformation.
"Devil, stop acting, you are not an Angel, you can't transform."
"If you say so, then I won't transform!"
Wayne snorted, knowing that the Devil transformed by the Incomplete Philosopher's Stone couldn't defeat Heya, and promptly gave himself a buff.
Externally, he still looked like a Black-winged Devil with long arms and legs, but internally, the Pale Knight logged in.
Buzzing!!
The Black Greatsword hummed and trembled, a strange wave of energy spreading out.
Wayne held the sword in one hand and spread the fingers of his other, materializing the Seven Deadly Sins into physical chains, holding them tightly in his grasp.
