Raymond stayed silent for a mont, actually discussing it with his other sub-personalities who had more experience in this area.
After a while, he replied, "I can't be certain yet, but it seems to be a very evil energy that awakens the 'evil' deep inside a person."
"You an… soone placed this on them?" Ren asked.
"Of course. Energy like this doesn't appear for no reason, let alone affect several people at once," Raymond nodded.
"Damn it! Who could be so vicious to use sothing like this to harm people!" Ren cursed.
Because of this, three of his n were already dead, and more than ten were injured.
"Have you made any enemies recently?" Raymond asked.
"Well… in our line of work, making enemies is way too common…" Ren gave a bitter smile.
Clearly, he couldn't think of anyone specific. There were too many possible suspects to check one by one.
"It's fine. There's another way."
Raymond didn't push him. He planned to use the Exorcist's divination skill to track the source of the energy.
He had already seen what the Exorcist could do—he had even tracked Dormammu's aura.
There was no way this energy could be harder to trace than that.
"Co with . You can release these n; they won't have problems for now," Raymond said, pointing at the prisoners.
"Better wait until everything is clear. I need to give the others an explanation," Ren refused this ti.
Raymond thought it over—he was right. These n had already committed cris. Even if there was a reason behind it, Ren had to show fairness to everyone before letting them go.
Otherwise, he would be breaking the rules.
With that in mind, Raymond didn't argue further and simply signaled him to follow.
More than an hour later, Ren drove Raymond to a neighborhood in the northwest of Washington.
"Pull over ahead," Raymond said while forming different hand seals with one hand on the door.
When Raymond suddenly told Ren to stop, he quickly pulled the car to the side.
Raymond switched back and pointed forward. "The source of the aura is over there."
"So, it's here…" Ren's face changed slightly.
"What, you already know who it is?" Raymond noticed his reaction ant there was more to the story.
"This area belongs to another gang called the Hell's Angels… Truth is, we've always had trouble with them, but lately things were quiet. I didn't think this would end up tied to them," Ren said darkly.
"Hell's Angels? Isn't that a Canadian gang?" Raymond wasn't unfamiliar with the na.
To be exact, the body's original owner had mories about them. After all, he wasn't so clueless kid new to society—he had at least heard of the bigger nas.
"Their main base is in Canada, but in recent years they've done well in North Arica. They've taken so ground in several big cities," Ren explained.
This gang from Canada was known for being bold and arrogant, never bothering to restrain themselves.
Any city they had influence in, the people there had heard of them.
Those biker gangs that looked exactly like a mob? Every one of them was Hell's Angels, which was why people also called them a biker club.
In Raymond's past life on Earth, Hell's Angels existed there too.
But from what Ren said, the Hell's Angels here were different.
In this Marvel world where super-powered people existed, no gang could expand across both Canada and the U.S. without sothing unusual backing them.
Even the North Arican Hongn, a gang known for acting timid, still had close ties with the superhuman world.
As for Hell's Angels, they weren't just a gang—they were more like a cult.
They worshipped the fallen angel, Lucifer.
Every mber, upon joining, was tattooed with a mark of the "fallen angel."
Their na ca from this.
According to Ren, many of the higher-ups in Hell's Angels were super-powered.
And from what North Arican Hongn's own powered mbers had said, the leaders' strength might really co from "hell" itself.
Of course, Ren admitted this was only a rumor. He was just a normal man, so even if he knew sothing about the superhuman world, it was only surface knowledge.
But when Raymond heard this, he began to form a theory—Hell's Angels might not just worship Lucifer. They might actually be tied to him.
Ren didn't know, but Raymond did. The "fallen angel" Lucifer truly existed in this world, and he was a powerful lord of Hell.
In fact, there weren't that many hell-lords who often showed up on Earth.
The most active was phisto, the Lord of Lies, who often projected himself to Earth just to play tricks on people's hearts.
Not as active as him, but still often seen, were Marduk, King of Hell, and Lucifer, the Fallen Angel.
And of course, there was Dormammu, the Lord of Chaos—the strongest hell-lord of them all, whom Raymond had already offended badly.
Compared to Dormammu, the others were weaker. Even famous ones like phisto and Marduk would need to team up to match him.
But make no mistake—they were all heavenly-father–level beings.
They were weaker than Dormammu, but for anyone below that level, they were unbeatable.
"phisto loves playing with people's hearts. As long as there are lies and deceit in the world, he can't be destroyed…" Raymond recalled.
"But Lucifer—I rember he needs believers. Even before he fell, his power depended on faith. The more faith, the stronger he gets."
"In other words, this Hell's Angels gang might really be his church on Earth?"
Raymond was already close to certain, and the possibility was high.
Just like when he fought Dormammu's servants, he had learned that Dormammu also had a church on Earth, called the Church of Darkness.
Dormammu didn't need faith. His church only existed to brainwash more cannon fodder.
But one thing was the sa—the church also worked as an underground force.
The Red Hood, a cri boss in New York's underworld, was in fact a bishop of the Church of Darkness.
So if Hell's Angels really were a kind of church for Lucifer, it wasn't strange at all.
"If that's the case, then this is trouble. Can the North Arican Hongn really take back their territory from them?" Raymond doubted Ren's people could handle this conflict.
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