Hearing William's words, Hans sneered imdiately.
"Deluding yourself into thinking you can talk to dead spirits? How ignorant. These guys are just a mass of intentions..."
He froze on the spot before he could finish his sentence.
"How is this possible!"
He saw the dead spirits actively approaching William and then nodding.
Seeing this, William sighed with emotion in his heart: "The Grim Reaper actually delivers the goods!"
Then he spoke quickly: "I know you have deep resentnt in your hearts, but this has nothing to do with those children."
"Do you want the pain you suffered to happen to them again?"
As soon as these words ca out, the dead spirits seed to recall their past desperate experiences and held their heads one after another.
William imdiately used [Atonent Persuasion] to comfort them: "You were all innocent children when you were alive, and you should rest in peace after death. I am willing to be your guide to Heaven..."
Accompanied by his voice, the expressions of the dead spirits beca much softer.
And William also seized this opportunity to activate the Reversal Array.
Dazzling light filled the backstage, and the evil aura was constantly transford.
"Such vast Holy Power... even far exceeding that of an ordinary Archbishop."
Hans looked incredulous.
He couldn't understand why such a young, unknown priest could have such strength.
"Could it be that he, like Haggai, is a gifted person who only appears in the Church once in a century? Or even..."
Hans's eyes flickered; he rembered the "Sacred Words" from not long ago.
Pure Holy Power purified every corner of the backstage.
The children's expressions changed from pain to calm, and their skin surface returned to normal color.
Only the evil aura around Hans still existed because William had set up multiple layers of isolation arrays in advance.
Ensuring that every child was normal, William lifted the magic array trapping them.
At this ti, only the group of dead spirits remained in the field.
William held the amulet, listening to their respective stories.
A mont later, he frowned tightly.
Nakedness, skinning alive, and even scenes difficult to describe.
These all flashed through the mory fragnts just now.
Those perpetrators were all wearing Church robes.
And the matchmaker for all this was Hans Hermann.
Facing William's indifferent gaze, Hans obviously guessed sothing in his heart.
"Hey, calm down! This is just a corner of the Church; I am not the only one doing this."
"Those are just low-class slaves! It is their honor to die with value!"
"You possess such power; why be the Church's running dog! If we join hands, we can create a great cause..."
While stalling for ti, Hans thought frantically about a solution.
As a mber of the Hermann family, his position as Bishop naturally ca easily.
But Hans never gave up on theological studies.
However, perhaps fate was playing tricks.
Whether it was Holy Power or the Demon God's Pouring, Hans did not receive power from either side.
Just like his faith in the Church and the Demon God.
Seeing that he was at the end of his rope, Hans still felt a desire for "Life."
"Don't! Please let go. As long as you let leave, I am willing to do anything!"
"The position of Bishop! I will even honor you as my Master..."
This once-glorious big shot had completely abandoned his dignity as a "Human."
William didn't want to look at him again at all.
"His soul is yours."
His tone was flat.
"As for the remaining beasts, I will make them pay the price."
After saying that, he walked towards Mila and covered the girl's eyes.
Although the latter couldn't hear the sound, she took Hans's pleading appearance to heart.
She understood that this big brother in front of her had helped her, and finally believed he was a good person.
A mont later.
Heart-rending screams soon rang out backstage.
William had just stood up when he sensed a very strong evil aura.
"Go hide over there."
He gave a crucifix to Mila and pointed to the corner.
The latter nodded obediently and ran over quickly.
In the next second.
Bang!
A figure broke through the wall and smashed heavily onto the ground.
William fanned the air, only seeing a man wearing a black robe.
"Why are the costus of these bad guys so uniform..." He couldn't help complaining.
"What did you do to him?" Samael looked at Hans and said.
At this ti, the latter was lying on the ground with his eyes rolled back, drooling all over himself.
Samael frowned. He didn't detect any wounds on Hans, but this Bishop was indeed dead.
"He won't go to Heaven anyway."
William spread his hands.
"As for where exactly he goes, it depends on who is willing to take him in."
He really didn't know what the outco would be after the soul was seized by dead spirits.
Go to Hell?
But that was Satan's territory, and William rembered that the Seventy-Two Demon Gods didn't seem to get along with Hell.
"Hmph, damn human. You are the mastermind behind all this, right?"
Samael narrowed his eyes slightly.
Outside earlier, he had been besieged by the purified Corrosion Walkers.
After detecting a problem with the sacrificial array, Samael intended to rush over imdiately.
But those beasts actually self-destructed, blocking him with Holy Power fluctuations, which wasted a lot of ti.
Seeing the scene backstage at this mont, infinite anger surged in his heart.
"Hey, don't splash dirty water! Otherwise, others will think I attacked the venue," William said solemnly.
Samael didn't intend to argue with the other party anymore.
Since he destroyed the magic array, this person had to pay the price.
He opened his hands and was about to make a move imdiately.
"Hey! Wait, how do you know the magic array was destroyed?"
William suddenly spoke.
"At least verify it personally, right?"
Samael frowned upon hearing this.
A mont later, he walked to the side of those children.
"Almost, it's this distance."
William imdiately recited the Exorcism Bible silently, releasing massive Holy Power through the arranged Holy Statues.
Samael's eyes widened.
Although he was on guard, he never thought the other party's power would be so strong.
In desperation, he could only protect the most important parts.
Dazzling light lit up backstage again.
"Pity, didn't kill him." William shook his head slightly.
Samael was kneeling on the ground at this ti, a large piece of his arm missing, with so Holy Power still remaining on it.
Sizzle...
A large amount of dark green liquid surged to the wound.
The powers of evil and holiness canceled each other out, and Samael's wound soon returned to normal.
But he was panting heavily; obviously, such recovery ca at a considerable cost.
"You... damn Church lackey, you actually cheated!" He gritted his teeth.
William nodded upon hearing this: "I did commit the sin of 'Dishonesty.' I will definitely repent sincerely to the Lord tonight."
Blargh!
Hearing the other party's words, Samael spat out a mouthful of blood imdiately.
"You will pay the price." He stared fixedly at the priest opposite.
Then Samael opened his hands again. A large amount of dark green liquid spewed out from the cracks in his palms, quickly accumulating into a puddle.
William raised an eyebrow.
Those liquids seed highly toxic; even the air near the ground was corroded.
A mont later, a completely dark green figure erged from the poison pool.
It had a human appearance but had a pair of wings on its back.
Hiss... Hiss.
The monster let out a burst of dense, sharp screeches.
The shock of the sound waves rushed to William's face but was blocked by the invisible barrier.
Seeing this, Samael said coldly:
"Kill him."
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