บท 617: Holy Tool: Anguis

Lenny's desperation echoed through the void, resonating with the cosmic forces that lay dormant within the fabric of reality. 

In response, a profound hum permeated the nothingness, announcing the arrival of a formidable artifact into his grasp. It had appeared from the storage unit, a radiant glow cut through the darkness, revealing the manifestation of salvation: Anguis, the sacred pitchfork.

In his hand, Anguis materialized with an ethereal brilliance, a mesmerizing interplay of red hues that danced along its length. 

The pitchfork exuded an otherworldly aura, pulsating with an energy that repelled the encroaching malevolence within the void. Runes adorned its surface, a dynamic tapestry that seemed to writhe and twist as if possessed by a life force of its own. Each glyph told a silent tale, an ancient script that whispered of cosmic power and divine purpose.