The sweat is mine, but the numbers are all theirs.

Boom! A breath more than two meters thick, intertwined with dark and fiery red, shot out with the roar of the demonic dragon, forming a burning channel several meters wide.

Under the terrifying heat, the earth itself was melted, turning into a scorched area stretching for hundreds of meters, until the Blood Life Array collapsed in an instant.

The eleven blue-robed cultists, weakened to the point of being like candles flickering in the wind, were instantly killed by the terrifying destructive forces of death and incineration that spread from them.

Next was the store manager, who was completely engulfed by that breath.

A series of kill notifications immediately appeared in Lu Yuan's field of vision, allowing him to quickly level up 2 levels.

But it's not over yet?

The deathly aura of purgatory pierced straight into the spatial passage, causing kill notifications to appear frantically once again.

Lu Yuan has been promoted by one level again.

Are there believers behind the passageway?

He was startled.

The crimson dragon, entwined with dark red death energy, was different. It had no idea what a speed bump was and simply swept it away with its breath.

Lu Yuan and all his summoned beasts experienced a significant increase in experience points.

Unfortunately, the passage is only a few inches wide, and it ends here.

If it were a little bigger, it would probably have allowed Lu Yuan to advance four levels in a row.

……

At this moment, at the other end of the passage.

The remaining twenty or so blue-robed believers stared blankly at the dark and fiery breath that pierced through the church wall and destroyed dozens of kilometers, unable to react for a long time.

Until it slowly shrank and disappeared into a line.

They left behind charred remains, along with the ashes of their companions that seemed to drift in the air.

Fear finally filled their eyes.

"What... what bastard on this mission brought this disaster upon us?"

Seeing so many of his colleagues die in an instant, the chief steward couldn't help but feel grief and indignation.

Beside him, a deacon wept bitterly, holding a man who had been cut in half by a breath attack because he couldn't react in time.

"No, little brother, don't die! If you die... who will I ask for the twenty-one spirit fruits I owe you!"

The younger brother felt as if his heart had been stabbed, and he felt the tears falling on his face. If there was even a trace of true feeling in those tears.

His eyes weren't entirely filled with despair and fear of death.

"Brother... I think there's still hope for me..."

The older brother glanced at his lower body; the bleeding had stopped under the intense heat, saving him a step.

But the terrifying death aura lingering at the wound is like a bone-eating insect, constantly consuming the remaining life.

Even though it's less than one-tenth the power of the original form, it's still incredibly domineering.

It's not something he can get rid of.

Therefore, the only way to get rid of it is to spend several thousand faith points to buy healing rare and precious herbs.

Thinking of this, the older brother had already made up his mind and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I will definitely save you."

But before that, tell me, where is the spiritual fruit you owe me?

The younger brother remained silent.

Instantly, the older brother broke down, yelling, "You fucking beast! Give me back my spirit fruit before you die!"

He shook himself frantically, crying even harder.

Unfortunately, the younger brother in her arms could no longer be brought back to life; he had become a corpse.

Instantly.

"No! My Spirit Fruit!!"

The head steward sighed, "There's no going back to life. Please accept my condolences."

"Those are the spirit fruits I painstakingly earned over half a month! I can't let this go unpunished!" The level 76 deacon's eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at the spatial passage.

"I'm going to go see what's going on!"

"Commendable courage," the chief steward exclaimed, "as expected, hatred can cloud a person's judgment."

"Go, find out what's going on, and I'll give you a reward of 1,000 faith points."

"Thank you, Deacon." The level 76 deacon immediately walked to the front of the spatial passage.

But he didn't lose his mind or become reckless as he appeared. Instead, he stretched his head out and pulled it back several times without succeeding.

This emboldened him, and he peered out from the other side of the spatial passage, ready to see what was going on.

Immediately, his body froze, and his head remained inside for a long time.

"What's going on?" The steward frowned, and was about to pull the other person away when he saw that most of the other person's body had already entered the passage.

He peeked back, revealing a smile, "Without the deceased steward, it's perfectly safe here."

"What was that beam of light just now?"

The deacon didn't completely believe it.

"Oh, it was just their ultimate move, but our people dodged it and got a kill."

"...Damn it, he dodged it, so we deserve to suffer?" one of the deacons complained.

"I absolutely have to have a serious talk with him. After joining the order, everyone, regardless of their past, is family. They should love and care for each other. Hasn't he remembered these doctrines?"

After entering the spatial passage, the level 75 deacon never returned, seemingly engaged in a heated argument with the other side.

The level 76 deacon smiled and said, "Deacon, we've finished here, but we killed too many people. There's equipment everywhere. Time is short and the mission is urgent."

They can't pick them all up; let us help them.

Immediately, the eyes of many deacons lit up, and they emerged from the grief of losing most of their colleagues.

"We, the Eternal Order, help each other; who else but me would do this!"

Count me in!

"And me too, we're all family, we'll help no matter how difficult the task!"

Watching more than twenty blue-robed cultists rush into the passage, fearing that their equipment would be snatched away if they were a step behind, the level 76 cultist couldn't help but feel a sense of sorrow, like a rabbit mourning the death of a fox.

The head steward didn't enter, but instead asked his assistant, "Who controls this passage?"

"The head steward is that newly appointed guide."

This position is even higher than that of the deacon, and is considered the true core of the cult.

"No wonder. Guides all have their own trump cards, let alone young genius guides like this. The cult usually provides them with life-saving items."

It's not surprising that they were able to kill the owner of that terrifying beam of light.

"Then, Steward... can I also go and take a look?" The assistant looked at the passageway, his eyes filled with greed.

"Go."

The assistant immediately bowed in gratitude.

In the blink of an eye, only one figure remained in the church. The level 76 deacon cautiously asked, "Head Deacon, aren't you coming?"

The chief steward smiled without saying a word and picked up the equipment.

That's something a junior deacon should do; he just needs to wait at the back of the passage for them to pick it up and collect it.

You won't give it to me?

If they don't give it to him, then let them all die on the other side of the passage. He's already figured out how to write the report.

"Well then, Steward, I'll go pick up the equipment too."

The level 76 deacon forced out a smile that looked more like a grimace and then completely entered the passageway.

This side, however, is completely different from the already peaceful church—one side is heaven, the other is hell.

Countless believers cried out in terror and fled in all directions.

Anyone who tries to escape back to the passage will be slashed to pieces by the black and red horse girl who is holding him, turning into a terrifying cloud of blood mist.

Or they might be pierced through by the dark purple spider woman and die.

"Ah! Help!!"

"Don't come any closer!! Don't come any closer!!! This is a scam!!!!"

"Run...run away quickly!"

"Beast! There's a beast here!"

"I treated you like family, and you treated me like a dog!"

"I want to go home... Ah! I want to go home!!"