"Master, the codex has been preliminarily completed. Please review it!" A giant legal code with black leather cover was placed in front of Muria, and around this massive book swirled grievances visible to the naked eye, "Please see if there's anything amiss."
"How many demons have you killed for this, Mels?" Muria glanced at his devil servant after seeing the codex wrapped in substantial grievances, made from the skin of devils, and showed no change in expression as he placed his hand on the book.
The grievances swirling around the book surged towards Muria's hand like sharks drawn to the scent of blood, but as soon as they touched Muria's skin, a torrent of divine light emerged and crushed them overwhelmingly.
It was merely the grievances of a bunch of slain devils, after all. The idea that such a thing could corrupt him was laughable.