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

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

Looking at Saiinsma who was knocked flying by him, Skolem's expression remained unchanged. His figure disappeared from the spot again and appeared behind Saiinsma who was flying backwards.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a long black sickle with the breath of death from the air, then swung the sickle representing death towards Saiinsma.

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

He very calmly used a technique called Armor of Flesh and Blood, causing the flesh on his body to begin to swell, and before the sickle hit him, it quickly formed a hard armor in front of him.

The next second, the sickle accurately hit the armor condensed from flesh and blood on Saiinsma's body.

Only a sonic boom was heard, and Saiinsma's body was cut by the power of the sickle and smashed to the ground at a speed several times faster than the speed of sound.

In just a moment, Saiinsma smashed a hundred-meter-wide hole in the ground.

A wound deep enough to see the bone appeared at the place where the sickle attack had just been blocked.

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

Scolem stood in the sky with an indifferent expression, looking down at Saiensma who stood up from the big pit on the ground.

"God said: All things shall die."

Scolem said this in a calm voice.

As his words fell, pale bony hands began to stretch out from the ground, one after another rushing towards Saiinsma.

In just a moment, a bone cage was formed and trapped Saiinsma inside. Then the bone cage continued to shrink inward, as if it was ready to crush the things inside.

But soon, this bone cage was blown up from the inside out.

Saiinsma stood where he was and wiped the wound on his body caused by the sickle.

Without him making any movement, the bloody wound healed instantly, and the aura of death it carried disappeared.

Strands of blood flowed out from his body, forming a new scarlet robe, replacing the clothes that were damaged in the battle.

After getting dressed again, Saiensma didn't seem to be angry about the injury he had just suffered.

He raised his head and looked at Scolem, who was looking down at him, with interest:

“You don’t seem to be one of the Sequence 2 members of the church stationed in Intiles. Does that mean you came here from the church headquarters?”

"But the distance from the headquarters of the Church of Reincarnation to here is very far, even for people of our level."

"That is to say, you set out early, and you attacked me just after I performed the ceremony. I have reason to guess that you have been waiting for me for a long time."

"I'm curious, how did you guys notice me? I don't think I revealed any information in the early stages of this incident."

"Based on those natural disasters alone, it should be impossible to determine that this series of events has anything to do with me."

Those natural disasters were the actions of the Abyss Cult. He did not participate in the entire process. At most, his subordinates would send some ordinary people to be devoured by the monster.

But that was the spontaneous behavior of his subordinates and had nothing to do with him. It would be impossible to link it to him based on this alone.

But the strange thing is 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 waiting for him here, which made him a little confused.

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

Then, when the church's top leaders came to deal with the matter, he would use that opportunity to make the situation even more chaotic.

Although the current situation was consistent with the confusion in his heart, it also made him feel unhappy that things did not develop as he expected.

Scolem did not answer, but looked down at Saiensma in the deep pit on the ground with an indifferent expression.

The reason why he did not interrupt the other party's questioning was because he was secretly accumulating strength, and now he had finally accumulated enough strength.

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

All the densely packed indifferent eyes shifted their gaze to Saiinsma, and then purple streams of light shot out from those eyes, falling on Saiinsma like a rainstorm.

Saiinsma clicked his tongue and said, "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. Why do you have to use such a heavy hand?"

As he said this, he prepared to dodge, but to his surprise, he found that his body was unable to move.

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

This is the thread of fear, which can use the fear in the living being's heart to control the other party's body.

Saiinsma cursed "Damn it" under his breath, and quickly manipulated his own flesh and blood to perform a spell called Wall of Flesh and Blood, trying to block the attack from the sky.

Purple beams of light fell like a rainstorm on the wall that Saiinsma had temporarily condensed with flesh and blood in front of him.

In just a short moment, it pierced through the wall of flesh and blood with a crushing force and landed on Saiinsma.

Saiinsma groaned, his body torn into pieces by the stream of light.

The deep pit on the ground became even bigger in this attack, and from a distance it looked like a valley created by a meteorite.

If this was not within the realm of the Eye of Terror, the previous attack would have probably destroyed half of Haidaram.

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

"God said: Death is the only eternal destination!"

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

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

This scene was like the legendary Abyss of the Dead in the underworld coming down to reality.

The pieces of flesh that were being pulled deep into the ground by the surging mud quickly expanded outwards, and soon turned into Saiinsma wearing scarlet robes.

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

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

"One of my men named Fast died a few months ago. Vladimir said he was captured by a remnant of the Night."

"When the remnant of the night was asking for information, he triggered the restrictions that Vladimir had placed in his body."

"It seems that the remnant of the Dark Night may have known about me several months ago."

"He informed the church?"

Saiinsma became more and more confident as he spoke, not caring at all about the huge sickle falling from the sky.

Scolem still did not respond to the cultist on the ground, and the sickle in his hand chopped down directly.

A pitch-black blade light carrying a strong breath of death rushed out from the sickle and slashed towards Saiinsma with endless decay.

As the pitch-black blade light touched the ground, there was no explosion as imagined, only endless silence.

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