What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?

Then, as if his body had been hit by a steam train, he flew backwards and smashed through the palace.

Looking at Sainsma who was knocked away by him, Scolem's expression remained unchanged, and his figure disappeared from the place again, appearing behind Sainsma who was flying upside down.

He reached out and grabbed a pitch black scythe with the aura of death from the air, and then swung the scythe representing death towards Saiinsma.

Feeling the raging murderous intent coming towards him, Sainsma did not panic because of the sudden incident.

He very calmly used a technique called Armor of Flesh, which caused the flesh and blood on his body to begin to expand. Before the sickle hit him, he quickly formed a hard armor in front of him.

The next second, the scythe accurately hit the flesh-and-blood armor on Saiinsma's body.

Only a loud explosion was heard, and Saiinsma's body was smashed by the power from the scythe and hit the ground at a speed several times exceeding the speed of sound.

In just an instant, Sainsma made a 100-meter-large hole in the ground.

Where the sickle attack had been blocked, there was also a wound deep enough to show the bone.

The power of death began to spread along the side of the wound, causing Sainsma's wound to fester rapidly.

Scolem stood in the sky with an indifferent expression, looking down at the Sainsma standing up from the pit on the ground.

"God says: All things must come to death."

Scolam read this sentence in a calm voice.

As his words fell, pale bone hands began to stretch out from the ground, grabbing Sainsma one after another.

Within a moment, a cage of bones was formed to trap Saiinsma inside, and then the cage of bones continued to shrink inward, as if it was preparing to crush the things inside.

But soon, the cage of bones burst from the inside out.

Saiins immediately stood on the spot, stretched out his hand and wiped the wound made by the sickle.

Without seeing any movement from him, the bloody wound healed instantly, and the aura of death on it disappeared.

Streams of blood overflowed from his body, forming a new set of scarlet robes, replacing the original clothes damaged by the battle.

Sainsma, who was dressed again, didn't seem angry because he was injured just now.

He raised his head and looked at the condescending Scolem with interest:

"You don't seem to be one of the Sequence 2s who are stationed in the church in Intiles. In other words, you came here from the church headquarters?"

"But getting here from the headquarters of the Church of Reincarnation is a very long distance even for people of our level."

"In other words, you set off early, and you attacked me right after I held the ceremony. I have reason to guess that you have been guarding me for a long time."

"I'm curious how you noticed me. I don't think I exposed any information in the early stages of the matter."

"Based on those few natural disasters alone, it shouldn't be possible to determine that this series of events is related to me."

Those natural disasters were the actions of the Abyss Cult, and he was not involved in the whole process. At most, his subordinates would send some ordinary people for the monster to devour.

But that was the spontaneous behavior of his subordinates and had nothing to do with him. Logically speaking, it is impossible to associate it with him based on this alone.

But the strange thing was that the other party seemed to have known that he was in Haidaram for a long time, knew that he was preparing to hold a promotion ceremony, and was staying here to guard him, which made him a little confused.

His original idea was to wait until the church people paid attention to those unreasonable natural disasters.

Then when the higher-ups of the church came to deal with the matter, he would use that opportunity to make the situation even more chaotic.

Although the current situation was in line with the chaos in his heart, it also made him feel unhappy that things were not developing as he expected.

Scolem didn't answer, looking down at Sainsma in the deep pit on the ground with an indifferent expression.

The reason why he didn't interrupt the other party's questioning was because he was secretly accumulating strength, and now he has finally finished accumulating strength.

The purple meaning in his right eye became more intense, and purple eyes began to appear in the sky of this world, covering the entire sky in just the blink of an eye.

The densely packed indifferent eyes all moved their sights to Sainsma, and then streaks of purple light shot out from those eyes, falling towards Sainsma like a heavy rain.

Saiinsma clicked his tongue: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. As for taking such a heavy blow?"

As he spoke, he prepared to dodge, but to his surprise, he found that his body could not move.

It was as if countless invisible hands were dragging him, preventing him from moving.

This is the thread of fear, which can use the fear in a creature's heart to control the opponent's body.

Saiins immediately cursed "Damn it" and quickly manipulated his own flesh and blood to perform a spell called the Wall of Flesh in an attempt to block the attack from the sky.

The purple beam of light fell like a rainstorm on the wall that Sainsma temporarily condensed with flesh and blood in front of him.

In just a short moment, it penetrated the wall of flesh and blood with a devastating attitude and landed on Saiinsma's body.

Saiinsma groaned, and his body was torn apart by the stream of light.

The deep hole in the ground also became larger during this attack. From a distance, it looked like a deep valley created by a meteorite.

If this was not within the realm of the Eye of Terror, the blow just now might not have directly destroyed half of Haidaram.

Looking at the bloody and fleshy pieces scattered in the pit, Scolem swung the pitch-black scythe in his hand again, his voice still indifferent and cold.

"God said: Only death is the eternal destination!"

In an instant, the ground of the entire world of fear began to soften, and large pieces of black and rotten mud began to surge out from the ground, and the power of death gradually filled the entire world.

One after another, illusory souls continued to struggle and wail in the mud, unable to be freed.

This scene was like the abyss of the dead in the underworld in the legend coming to reality.

The pieces of meat that were pulled deep into the ground by the mud quickly expanded outward, and soon turned into Saiinsma wearing scarlet robes.

Every drop of blood and every piece of meat seemed to be a him.

At this moment, he still seemed to have not suffered any serious injuries. He looked up at the scythe and said in a daze:

"A few months ago, a subordinate of mine named Fast died. Vladimir said that he was captured by a remnant of the night."

"When the remnant of the night asked for information, he triggered the restrictions that Vladimir left in his body."

"It seems that the remnant of the night may have known about me a few months ago."

"Did he inform the church?"

Saiinsma became more and more confident as he spoke, not paying any attention to the huge scythe falling from the sky.

Skolem still did not answer the words of the cultist on the ground, and the scythe in his hand fell straight down.

A dark blade light carrying a strong breath of death rushed out from the scythe, slashing towards Saiinsma with endless decay.

As the dark blade light touched the ground, there was no explosion as imagined, but only endless silence.

The entire fictional city was split in two by this knife.