Chapter 1096: Extraction

Compass phantom!

Concealment!

Void walking!

Demon!

Collapsing tread!

Annihilation impact!

Almost at the moment Zhang Tie charged in, Lin An unhesitatingly unleashed a multitude of skills and rushed straight in.

The two of them noticed this place about three seconds ago.

According to the best course of action, one should wait for the ritual to finish before moving to seize someone.

After all, in his sense of aura, Lin An clearly felt a third-level existence inside the shrine. The battle fluctuations of a second level he could still conceal, but even if he were stronger, the momentum of a third-level clash is hard to fully mask. Once someone leaks the news, or a high-level figure flees, the situation will become very troublesome.

But under Xiong Hanzi's berserk rampage, he could only follow suit and act.

"Rip!"

Space instantly tore apart.

As the silent barrier was laid, Lin An, who had torn open a spatial passage, instantly spanned the distance and appeared before a youth as if by teleportation.

At the same time, the erupting spatial turbulence burst forth, swallowing the youth's lower half within seconds.

The collapsing tread power erupted, and as the shockwave spread rapidly, the hard hall floor surged like a wave in an instant, shattering the ground.

Giving no chance to act, Lin An, wielding spiritual energy nearly dozens of times that of the youth, swung his sword; under the overwhelming pressure of vast spiritual energy, he actually crushed the spiritual energy that this third-level youth hastily raised.

Like a demon god descending!

Suddenly came under attack.

Even though he was only a beginner third-level youth, he didn't even have time to show any shock before feeling a terrifying force shatter his entire body's bones in an instant.

That sword, glowing with blood-red light, even cut off both his hands!

"Bang bang! Bang! bang!"

Skull-shattering sounds rang out one after another.

With a single breath mobilizing half of his spiritual energy, Lin An simply extended his attack to all the believers; as the silver light enveloping the venue flared, the entire chapel instantly fell silent—no one left alive.

Seconds...

Battle ended.

Grasping the skull of the sole surviving 'Pope' among the believers, Lin An exhaled lightly, and his slight tension vanished.

His killing speed was fast enough that it seemed unlikely to leak the news.

Seeing Zhang Tie kill the priest with a single punch, he shook his head but didn't blame anything.

Reason returned.

As only the frightened chattering of children's teeth remained in the chapel, the enraged Zhang Tie finally realized he might have done something wrong.

He loosened his grip on the corpse kneaded into a dough-like lump, and he looked guiltily at Lin An:

"Lin Dui... I..."

He was just too angry earlier.

As he watched the boy's other hand about to be mashed, the fury-getting-the-best-of-him actually forgot Lin An's warning, nearly ruining Lin An's plan.

"It's fine."

He softly comforted Zhang Tie.

He knew that this simpleton had a violent temper and couldn't control himself—it was normal. Actually, if Zhang Tie could calmly wait for these kids to finish their torment, he would find it strange.

"You go look after these kids; I'll handle the rest."

Speaking calmly, Lin An didn't think further, merely turning his gaze back to the Pope, who was like a human stick.

Although Zhang Tie's actions' consequences were somewhat compensated by him, given how many people died here, his remaining time is short.

Lin An wasn't afraid of fighting the Corpse Emperor head-on; he feared that this mutant, suspected of possessing extremely high intelligence, would simply hide.

Once dragged out until the opponent advances to the fourth stage, even if he plays all his trump cards, it will be of no avail.

"You... who are you!!"

"Lin... you are Lin An!!"

"You are Lin An, right!!"

Like a human stick, the Li-surname Pope stared in terror at Lin An, who had grabbed him, his eyes full of dread. Hearing the 'Lin' from Zhang Tie's mouth, he almost instantly realized who this mysterious person was!

Under heaven, besides Lin An, who else could be this monstrous!!

Fast, too fast!

He asked himself how he, too, was a third level, or a third level strengthened by the Corpse Emperor. He had once imagined what it would be like to fight an external third-level.

Full of confidence, he believed that even if he were weaker than Lin An, he wouldn't be weak by much; if they really fought, the odds might still be three to seven.

But he never imagined that he would actually have no strength to resist at all!

His own third level—could it be a fake third level!? This Lin An, how does he feel stronger than in the tempering!

"You recognized me?"

Frowning slightly, Lin An wasn't surprised that the other could recognize him. Recognizing him changes nothing; I'll just kill him later.

Too lazy to waste words on the opponent, he habitually placed his right hand on the youth's head and exerted slight force:

"I ask, you answer."

"Don't try to deceive me; even if you're dead, I can still get the information."

His voice was cold.

To dispel the youth's thoughts, he simply awakened a corpse as proof.

Enduring the pain, Li Yao stared at the corpses on the ground as if seeing a ghost, speaking. The thought he originally had of keeping information to save his life instantly vanished like being doused with cold water.

It's over, this time completely over.

He just couldn't figure it out—why would Lin An suddenly come looking for him! Could it be, the Corpse Emperor?

"Where is the Corpse Emperor? Why did you establish a religion? Is this your idea or the Corpse Emperor's idea?"

"What are you doing with these captured humans? What do you want to do? Why torture the children?"

A series of six questions left Li Yao dazed.

Seeing Lin An's cold eyes, Li Yao's heart gave a sudden jolt.

He actually knows the Corpse Emperor? How did Lin An find out? As for the Corpse Emperor's affairs, besides a few High Level who know the god is a Mutant, nobody else knows!

One second later.

Lin An saw the youth still in shock, not responding, so he simply exerted a little force with his palm.

He didn't kill the other party, merely to prevent the Corpse Emperor from planting a mark inside them. Just like the zombies controlled by Mo Ling, when the zombies die, Mo Ling also feels it.

"Ahhhh!!"

A grating bone-deforming sound rang out.

As Lin An pinched five fingerprints into his skull, Li Yao screamed in agony.

Tears streaming, since founding the sect, when has he ever suffered such pain!

"Demon! This is a demon!"

"Not daring to waste more time, he endured the pain and hastily spoke:"

"I didn't build it! The church wasn't my idea! It was that zombie's idea!"

"Sir, I was forced too! That monster forced us!"

"Explain clearly."

Lin An frowned slightly, looking at Li Yao's face full of desperate pleading, a hint of gravity flashed in his eyes.

"I'll give you three minutes to explain the full story."

"After you finish, I won't kill you."

"Of course, if I find anything wrong, I'll immediately kill you and ask the corpse."

After lifting his palm from the other's head, Lin An finished speaking and waited silently.

Regarding the youth's claim of being forced, he didn't believe a word. Just look at the zombies here—you'd know. If the Corpse Emperor really was forcing them, why would they still provide zombies for their use?

As for letting him go?

Well, I certainly won't kill him myself; I'll let Zhang Tie do it.

For such trash among humans, Lin An shows no mercy whatsoever.

His face ashen, Li Yao hearing Lin An's icy tone felt as if his whole body had fallen into an ice cave?

"Let me go!?" He didn't quite believe it. But it seemed if he didn't speak, this pervert would have a way to make him talk!

Especially, he had already been crippled!

Helpless, driven by instinctual survival urge, Li Yao had no choice but to break down and speak.

"We did this... for adrenalineh!!"

"It's what that monster wants!"