Since Benjamin and his group were aware that John had left the hotel, others were similarly inford.
When they learned that John had headed straight for the Immortality Organization, everyone was astounded.
They had seen the fearless, but never soone quite so indifferent to their own life; it was as if he was joking with his mortality.
Yet, so chose to watch the spectacle unfold, seeing it as a rare opportunity.
The Immortality Organization was a force they too could potentially benefit from.
If John really ended up clashing with them or weakening their power, the scenario would change significantly.
Whatever happened, they could find a way to profit, which was all that mattered to them.
The people at Immortal ssenger were also aware of this developnt and their initial reaction was one of disdain.
After all, a gold-tier awakener daring to challenge a branch of the Immortality Organization seed laughable to them.
However, their amusent turned to concern when they learned that John had already defeated two supre-tier awakeners in the arena.
Though he had won by leveraging the strength of others, a win was still a win.
Given this situation, they realized they must closely monitor John for any irregularities.
"This matter must be brought to Lord Godson," the priest said with a grave expression, making his way to the deepest part of their church.
The place was solemn yet adorned with extravagant decor that made it impossible for anyone not to be moved by its opulence.
In a world where so could barely afford a al and had to sell themselves to eat, others enjoyed the utmost luxuries.
"Lord Godson, John and his group are heading this way. Do we need to send soone to intercept them?" the priest asked respectfully.
On the raised platform ahead, a young man in a white robe sat enshrouded by a large cloak that concealed his face, making it impossible to discern his expression.
"A re gold-tier awakener, and you co to with this? Have you all been having too easy a ti lately?"
His words, light and dismissive, made the priest tremble involuntarily.
"Lord Godson, I understand your point, but the High Priest is not here at the mont, and the highest-ranking among us are only two supre-tier priests."
Though their High Priest was a transcendent-tier powerhouse, he was currently absent from their location.
Godson is rely a diamond-tier, after all.
His special status largely stems from his ability to hear the divine will and convey God's intentions to them.
Although sotis they could sense so differences between Godson and the High Priest, these were beyond their capacity to address.
All they needed to do was ensure everything was managed properly.
"Do as you must. You know well enough that if that man manages to reach this place, you might as well not bother living," Godson's words were light, yet they carried a chilling implication that made the priest shiver uncontrollably.
With a tentative nod and a clenched jaw, the priest rushed out.
After all, if that man truly reached this location, they would be left with no other choice but death.
John and his group did not hesitate and headed straight for the Immortality Church.
Their approach had already been disclosed, so many were aware of their arrival.
Those at the entrance were taken aback upon seeing the trio and couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.
To be honest, they had seen reckless people before, but never soone so utterly oblivious to danger; it was as if they were joking with their very lives.
"Who are you people to dare storm the Immortality Church?"
Two believers at the entrance pointed at John and shouted their rebukes.
John simply chuckled and with a swift gesture, he launched a skill from his staff.
Boom!
Crash!
A fireball exploded at the entrance of the so-called church, instantly igniting the adjacent wood and creating a sea of flas.
The two believers were burned, their eyes wide with disbelief as they stared at John.
They couldn't believe he would actually attack them here—it was sheer madness!
But what John did next was even more astonishing.
Without any hesitation, he unleashed one skill after another in rapid succession.
Simultaneously, Silver Tear and Dark Fox weren't idle either; they started their demolition campaign!
Countless skills rained down on the church, which had only recently been repaired, turning it once again into ruins.
The believers inside rushed out, but John and his companions were like avatars of death.
He didn't hesitate at all but continued hurling skill after skill in their direction.
John had already investigated the people here, and what he found was distasteful.
Not only were they exploiting the common folk, but they were also engaged in abhorrent rituals using young girls as sacrificial offerings.
Such vile practices were unheard of to him.
Thus, as he slaughtered these people, he felt no guilt whatsoever.
Instead, he believed he was administering divine justice.
So people simply do not deserve to live in this world, as if they never had any reason to continue existing at all.
The believers at the entrance began to fiercely resist.
So had charged right up to John, assuming that as a long-range magus, he wouldn't be effective in close combat.
However, to their shock, the next second a long sword slashed across their necks!
So died not fully understanding how a ranged magus could be so terrifying in lee combat.
Without any hesitation, they slaughtered their way in.
So opponents didn't even have ti to react before their lives were ended.
But as they moved deeper, they noticed sothing was off—the cultivation levels of their opponents were increasing.
The ranks of their enemies had also risen; if initially one strike was sufficient to deal with an adversary, now it took several blows to bring one down.
Moreover, these foes knew how to coordinate, continually assaulting John and his team's formation.
Initially, the three had relied on each other, forming an assault formation that allowed for mutual defense and potent strikes against the enemy.
However, once their opponents caught on, their situation beca dire.
"They've caught on to us; what should we do next?"
Silver Tear asked, after cutting down another foe.
John's expression remained grave.
"Keep pushing forward, stick to the plan we laid out before."
The expressions on the faces of the three beca incredibly resolute.
Without any hesitation, they unleashed their most devastating skills and charged forward.
They knew ti was running out; the more enemies they cleared now, the less pressure they would face later.
They could not afford to waste more ti here; there were more tasks awaiting them.
As they pushed deeper, the ground behind them was littered with bodies, the scene resembling a river of blood, which was particularly horrifying.
Indeed, the Immortality Church had many eyes watching from outside.
Originally, these onlookers had been curious to see how John would et his end, but to their astonishnt, John was now slicing through the Immortality Church.
My goodness, this was much more troubleso than they had anticipated!
Upon entering the inner sanctum of the church, John and his companions encountered the priests.
The rank of these celebrants was significantly higher than those outside, the least of them being gold-tier.
Yet, John and his team did not pause.
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