Reynolds moved the boulder on André's body away, giving him some strength to speak.
Andre wept bitterly on the spot and begged him for mercy.
"Please, I beg you, spare my life! I'll tell you everything. I'll give you all my wealth. "
How could he dare to resist? The stone grinder that fell from the sky had instantly shattered his hopes. The trump card in his plan had been crushed into powder before he could even say three words …
He could not figure out how this person could accurately smash the stone roller into the Tyrant Devil's face from such a deep rock formation.
In fact, it was not that Reynolds was accurate. It was just that Divine Might Mountain, a Divine Art that could destroy enemy fortifications, had a simple guidance function. It would automatically head to the key area inside the building, which was the Black Stone Arch. The Tyrant Devil just happened to be standing in front of the door.
Reynolds was not in a hurry to ask. Instead, he looked at the statue beside him.
He had a strange feeling that the statue seemed to be alive and was looking down at him from above. It was as if a powerful existence from afar was observing and sizing him up through the statue.
Reynolds remembered that the old bishop had once explained to him that this was a method called the Descent of Consciousness. Those powerful beings could divide some of their consciousness and vision, and through the medium of sculptures and tokens, they could observe, peek, and communicate from a distance. They could even use part of their power.
Reynolds looked up and met the gaze of the statue. He felt that there was a strong anger in its cold eyes, as if it was warning him.
Reynolds was frightened. He hurriedly sprayed a stream of Holy Flame on the statue's face.
The consciousness that descended through the air instantly disappeared, and the originally sturdy statue instantly turned into a sand sculpture, disintegrating into a pile of powder on the spot and dissipating with the wind. Even the black stone arch behind it collapsed, and the entire ancient altar was completely destroyed.
In fact, they had been crushed by the Divine Art's gravitational distortion. They were barely holding on by relying on the Demon King's consciousness.
Reynolds was slightly relieved. He sighed softly in a voice that only he could hear.
"These demons are indeed ferocious! Its gaze just now was as if it wanted to kill my entire family! "
"I only have the old bishop and the kitten at home. I have elders and children to take care of. How could it not let me go?"
"But I, Reynolds, will not be afraid. I swear to fight it to the end!"
"When I get back, I'll write an anonymous letter to the three major churches and expose the crimes of this Devil King!"
André, who was lying on the ground, was scared witless. This strange and terrifying Cranium Crusher was actually able to disperse a strand of the Demon King's consciousness?
Although that wisp of consciousness wasn't powerful, it originated from a genuine Abyssal Demon King, the descendant of an Evil God. Its status was extremely high, and it wasn't something that could be dealt with by brute force. When ordinary powerhouses faced it, due to the difference in status, they would instinctively kneel down and worship it, not daring to resist at all.
But not only was this Skull Crusher not afraid, he even dared to resist?
Just what level of expert was he? Legendary? Was it some archbishop of the Orthodox Church?
André quickly tried to recall which sect's archbishop would be so free as to come to the Sinless City to play a role-playing game.
However, Reynolds did not give him much time to think. After dealing with the statue, Reynolds immediately turned around and said to him,
"Tell me everything you know."
In order to survive, André endured the pain on his body and told Reynolds everything he knew.
He wasn't an unyielding member of the Evil Cult. Instead, he was a typical fence-sitter who went with the flow. Before he started working for the Evil Cult, he often considered himself a devout member of the Holy Light. That was why he was able to survive in the upper-class circle of the Sinless City.
However, when he discovered the ancient altar during the archaeological process, he betrayed his original beliefs and began to act according to the will of the Demon King.
As far as he knew, the Demon King Cyrus and the Evil God Tree of Moroes seemed to be planning to prove their worth to their mother and lover, the Child Mother of Desire, Eas. They were planning to make a big news in the Sinless City.
The two of them secretly developed their strength and cultivated believers. They actively responded to the prayers and carried out their respective plans.
Sending out Evil Cult members to rope in and collude with the low-level officials of the Sinless City, as well as reactivating the ancient altar, were all part of the plan. They were the preliminary preparations.
However, a Cranium Crusher suddenly appeared and killed all of Moroes' believers. Then, he destroyed the ancient altar, completely ruining their plans.
André couldn't figure out who leaked the information to the Cranium Crusher, allowing him to know so much about the plan. Every time he made a move, he would destroy the key points of the plan.
He didn't dare to ask, but the Cranium Crusher took the initiative to ask.
"Why are you looking for trouble with the Shining Sword?"
"The Shining Sword?"
André was stunned. It took him a while to remember what was going on. He quickly explained.
It turned out that interfering with the Shining Sword's bidding was just a small interlude in the process. The Evil Cult members needed a large amount of funds for their activities, so they set their sights on the Shining Sword. The Shining Sword's business was booming day by day, but they didn't have any backing. They wanted to force the owner to submit to them. They took the initiative to bribe the owner and even split the high profits of the order with them.
However, the owner, Bart, was a righteous man and didn't submit. Just as they were planning to kidnap the owner's family and teach him a lesson, the Cranium Crusher suddenly appeared and killed an important adorer. The Evil Cult members thought that their plan had been exposed, so they quickly dealt with the officials that they had recruited and prepared to lay low for a while.
In the end, they still couldn't escape the Cranium Crusher's clutches. The newly established Evil Cult was uprooted overnight.
André never thought that the Cranium Crusher would kill over such a small interlude.
If we knew that the Shining Sword was your property, we wouldn't have dared to do anything to it.
Speaking of which, aren't you a clergyman? Why are you so violent?
Renault then asked.
"Why did you kill George?"
"George?"
André thought for a while before he remembered the name.
"That little foreman accidentally discovered the secret of the altar. To silence him, I had no choice but to kill him."
In his eyes, George was just a small fry, an ant-like existence. It didn't matter if he killed him.
He also didn't think that this person would be related to the Cranium Crusher.
André then realized that the Cranium Crusher probably didn't even know about his plan. Why did he come looking for trouble over such a trivial matter?
No, as a powerful and influential figure, why would you pay attention to such trivial matters?
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