Don't force me to use my right fist.

This account is basically useless now. After he smashed the cheat, there's no way he can escape from the minecart.

As for what to do with him, that's not something Sawa needs to worry about. Anyway, if he's handed over to the brewery, their researchers would probably be quite happy to have such a powerful research subject.

Wiping away imaginary sweat from his forehead, if he had dealt with the Eastern Fire, the only remaining threat to Sōyū from the Church of Truth was the cult leader, whose whereabouts were unknown.

Based on the name Tachikawa and his appearance, Saiyu could confidently say that he was definitely not some orange-haired character from an anime. While this meant he couldn't gather information about his opponent, it also prevented Saiyu from becoming psychologically intimidated beforehand.

For example, if the leader of the True Word Church were some kind of scantily clad, super-perverted older sister named Sesshouin XX, Saya would definitely turn around and leave immediately, without having any thoughts about making a move on her.

Unfortunately, he wasn't, which made Saya feel much more relaxed.

As the leader, he must have enough trump cards to establish himself, but Zuoyou doesn't think that no matter how abnormal he is, he can surpass the red-haired boy he just dealt with.

After making a phone call to Nuanye at the winery and casually telling her what he was currently doing, Zuoyou shook his hand and glanced at Dongfang Zhihuo, who was still unconscious.

If I remember correctly, the Church of Truth has quite a few grudges with the brewery. I wonder if this guy has done anything that would make them hold a grudge. If so, Saku can only mourn for him for a few minutes.

Fortunately, given his current state after being beaten so badly by Saya that even if his enemies were standing here, they probably wouldn't recognize him.

It's just that Saya didn't know his own strength. For example, if his last punch hadn't hit his arm but instead hit his head, Saya should be collecting his corpse right now.

The worst thing about fighting human enemies is that, not only is it time-consuming and laborious when you encounter troublesome ones, but the key point is that after you finish fighting them, you get nothing at all, not even a single drop of experience.

Of course, the reason for this is that Saga has never actually killed any humans from beginning to end, so whether or not he can get anything is still an unknown for him.

He subconsciously separated humans and monsters in his discussion, and whether these two are considered the same thing in the Minecraft system is something that Sawa himself doesn't know.

He didn't want to figure it out either.

"It's a bit of a pity. If we had actually killed him just now, who knows if we would have gotten the Holy Right?"

As Saya chuckled softly, a phrase suddenly echoed in his mind, causing him to once again turn his gaze to the still unconscious boy.

...Perhaps, it really is possible?

But soon, Sawa immediately came to his senses, shook his head to clear his mind of this impossible idea, and then stopped paying attention to it.

It's probably just that I felt a bit aggrieved from being chased and beaten by people from the distillery in the past. It's just a thought, nothing serious.

Rubbing his face, Zuoyou surveyed the battlefield, now a mess from his battle with Dongfang Zhihuo. All that was left was to wait for the people from the brewery to come and help clean up the mess.

The people from the distillery were quick to respond in this regard, and as for cleaning the floor, they were professionals in that field.

After solemnly handing over the Eastern Flame to Haruyu, who had personally led the team, Sawa didn't forget to ask him if there were any clues about the familiars of other otherworldly demon gods.

He'll deal with the last troublesome guy from the Church of Truth in a bit. The only things that will bother him now are the demon gods' minions.

Especially after hearing what Taiga Tachikawa said, Saiyu became even more concerned about it. After all, it was something that could potentially destroy the world. Although Saiyu would never do something like handing Kaguya over, he couldn't just completely ignore it.

Although we don't know when or in what form the seven deadly sins will descend upon this world, we can't just let their minions run rampant, can we?

Unfortunately, Qingjiu just shook his head. Sawa had only told him about this matter less than half a day ago, and now he suddenly said there were clues or something. He wasn't a god, so naturally he couldn't explain anything to him.

"I'm leaving that person to you. I'll probably also take care of the leader of the True Word Church later. Just get ready to come back and sweep the floor."

Saya himself didn't expect to get the clues he wanted so quickly. After wiping away non-existent dust from his hands, Saya gave Haruyu a heads-up.

As far as Saiyu is concerned, even if Taiga Tachikawa is a fanatical believer in the Outer God Bubble, he should still be considered a human at present.

As long as he doesn't do anything reckless, Saga will probably treat him the same way he treats Touhou no Hikaru. If he's handed over to the brewery, he should be able to play a role that's more valuable than death.

"What did they do to you this time? Why are you suddenly thinking of wiping out the entire church?"

Knowing that Saya always keeps his word, Haru asked Saya expressionlessly, but in truth, this was a purely good thing for their brewery.

"Do you think I wanted this? It just so happens that I have this opportunity, so why not take it?" Sōyū rolled his eyes in annoyance. If he hadn't been thrown into this situation, he wouldn't have been thinking of dealing with the Church of Truth so quickly.

Chapter 606 I Didn't Do That

After resolving the issues related to the Eastern Fire, Zuoyou felt relieved again.

He told Qingjiu to take his men and Dongfang Zhihuo and leave first, then opened the chat box and typed in a command.

Since we're already here, we might as well eliminate the problem completely and take care of everything that needs to be dealt with. Otherwise, given the old man's fanaticism towards that so-called god, I don't think he'll abandon the attack on Kaguya because of it.

Even though Saiyu had basically taken care of everyone in the Right Seat of God, he was still annoyed to death by other guys like Kaguya who would come to attack him for no reason.

The old man was clearly unaware that the worst decision he had ever made was to openly tell Saya his name. Perhaps because the anime "Death Notebook" didn't exist in the world, he couldn't have imagined that just because it was a name, Saya could find him anytime, anywhere.

Even if he wanted to, they could automatically pull him over without him having to come to them.

If he were to hide in a crowded place, Sawa would feel too embarrassed to make a move. He would feel even more awkward if he hurt a passerby.

【/tphere Taihe Tachikawa】

Once again, Zuoyou activated Creative Mode, sitting atop a fallen tree stump as he typed in the command. In the blink of an eye, a hunched, aged figure appeared before him.

He was still wearing the priest's robes he had just worn and hadn't changed them off. He seemed to have no idea that just a moment ago he was hiding in a safe haven, and now, in the blink of an eye, he was brought in front of Saya.

This power can only be described as a miracle.

Unlike the teleportation that brought him with Dongfang Zhihuo, at least he could sense that he had been teleported along with Dongfang Zhihuo. But with Zuoyou, he didn't see any signs at all before he was already here.

However, after the initial surprise subsided, Tachikawa Taiga's expression calmed down.

As expected of the leader of a large cult, his composure in the face of danger is a fundamental quality. Even when Saya teleported directly in front of him, he only showed a slight surprise and shock. He quickly calmed down and couldn't help but look at Saya, the instigator, sitting to the side.

"Since you still have the time to pull me over here, and can remain so calm, can I conclude that the child lost?"

The old man, who quickly drew a conclusion from the traces of the battle that had not yet been covered up on the ground, looked at Sōyū, who had been silent all along. If it was him sitting here now, then it could only be said that the Eastern Fire had failed.

"Of course, have you ever seen me ever make a mistake?"

Sōyū patted his chest proudly. He didn't mind joking around with the old man again; he had plenty of time. "Indeed, you've never failed in opposing us. So, that child, like the previous two, has already died a tragic death at your hands?"

The old man smiled bitterly. Having such a formidable adversary as Zuo You, he truly had no temper left. Every single one of the Right Seats of God was a powerful, overpowered figure capable of dominating their region. Yet, after encountering him, they all met only defeat.

Now that even the Eastern Fire, which he himself couldn't see through, had been defeated by Zuoyou, he really couldn't imagine just how terrifying the strength of the boy in front of him was.

"Don't just spout nonsense. Neither that guy nor those two before me died at my hands. Don't you dare make baseless accusations. I'll sue you for defamation, you know that?"

Zuo You waved his hand, refusing to take the blame for the killings. Whether it was the Western Lands or the Northern Winds, it was their own doing. At most, he defeated them and rendered them incapable of resistance. He had never personally committed any murders.

"Are you trying to say that you're still an incredibly pure and kind person?"

The old man, who had just given a cold laugh, covered his forehead and laughed as if he had heard an extremely funny joke.

Having such terrifying strength yet never killing anyone—even if you told that to a child, they would just think you were lying.

"Not really, but I'm really annoyed that you're judging me with such petty suspicions." Sawa warned him, clearly displeased by his arrogant yet mocking smile.

Why should he have to kill those people just because he defeated them? No one says that possessing great power necessitates ruthless killing, right? Just because he has no principles doesn't mean he has no principles either, does it?

"Heh, then I'd like to ask, what do you intend to do with me?"

He still wore a cold smile. The old man's face no longer held the kindness he had shown in front of the children. The way he looked at Zuoyou was as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Dispose of you? You shouldn't have asked me. I'm not responsible for judging people's sins or anything like that. I simply want to come and destroy your Church of Truth. As for you, someone will naturally give you a fair trial. What I need to do is make you obediently stand trial."

Sōyū has always been very clear about his own position. He doesn't think he's the kind of judge who can judge the sins of others. Admittedly, he has a cheat called the Eye of Judgment, but it's fine for him to judge monsters. Humans are more troublesome than any monster. He doesn't think he has the ability to do that.

If a monster does something wrong, it does something wrong. If it goes too far, kill it. If it doesn't go too far, beat it up and give it a warning. If it does it again, kill it. It's decisive and easy. You don't have to worry about the monster having any family or friends coming to your door. Even if they do, Sawa would be happy to kill them all.

But humans are different. Even among a good person's relatives and friends, there can be bad people, and the parents and relatives of a bad person are more likely to be good people.

Judging humanity is not something that can be done simply by talking about it.

"So you mean you're going to stop me no matter what? Even if it means our Lord won't be able to descend upon this world to save humanity from this crisis?"

The old man looked into Sōyū's eyes and asked him, word by word, to confirm his question.

"Don't make your actions sound so noble. We don't know how things will turn out. I think it's better to focus on the immediate issues."

Sawa met his gaze without the slightest fear or guilt. Why did he assume things would turn out the way he said?

Chapter 607 Such a Decisive Self-Destruction

Zuoyou didn't want to listen to the old man spout any more heretical doctrines. To put it bluntly, what he said might not be true. Every single one of these cultists was a lunatic.

Hoping he'd say something nice, Sawa thought it would be easier to just buy a lottery ticket and win. "Ignorant fool, you possess such immense power, why are you so stubbornly unenlightened?"

Taiga Tachikawa still wanted to reason with Saya to make him see the error of his ways, but Saya was already rubbing his ears and looking at him with an impatient expression.

"Just consider me stubborn. Now I have two paths in front of you. One is to obediently submit and let me beat you unconscious, then throw you into the distillery, and you can continue to deceive people however you want, provided you can do it."

Sawa didn't think Haruka was the type to be fooled by this cult leader, and he was quite at ease leaving him in his care. "So what if you're stupid? Just fight me, and the result will be the same, except you might feel a little uncomfortable."

He cracked his knuckles. Hitting an old man was a shameful thing to do, but luckily there was no one else around, so Sōyu wouldn't be criticized.

"Is there no other choice?"

Taiga Tachikawa coughed twice. Saya's words, in essence, left him with no choice. No matter what he did, in the end, he would only be dragged to the brewery by Taiga.

"Probably so. If you have any trump cards, you might be able to create an ending where you escape from me. But I still suggest you don't make a futile struggle; it's pointless."

Sawa wasn't worried about any hidden tricks he might have up his sleeve. As long as it didn't involve that damned bubble that he believed in, Sawa wouldn't be afraid of anything, no matter how much trouble he caused.

With sufficient strength, Sayu naturally has enough confidence.

The old man coughed violently twice, but did not refute what Sōyū said.

He certainly had a backup plan, but whether it would be effective against the boy in front of him was another matter.

The more crucial issue is that he has lost contact with the blonde girl who possesses divine power, whom he originally considered one of his trump cards. This makes it even more difficult for him to deal with the boy in front of him.

"Do you know what your choice means? Just because that young lady from the Hanesaki family is a little prettier?"

Although Taiga Tachikawa already knew that things had reached a point where Saya could no longer be appeased with just a few words, he still wanted to vent his dissatisfaction.

The saying "beauty is a curse" might perfectly describe someone like Kaguya Hazaki. Perhaps this is the world's test for her. "Maybe so. Anyway, she is definitely more pleasing to the eye than you. Is it wrong for me to help someone I find more pleasing? Don't act like we're close and then talk to me like you're doing this for my own good. I'm afraid Kaguya will misunderstand."

Sōyū simply shrugged and didn't refute his statement. Perhaps such a simple reason was enough, without any fancy excuses.

"You will regret your choice. I curse you. No, this is a prophecy. The world will be destroyed, and you will bear the sin and responsibility!"

With a trembling hand, the old man pointed at Sōyū and looked at him with resentment.

The originally perfect plan, coupled with the absolutely loyal organization, has all turned into this state because of this black-haired boy. If given a chance, Taiga Tachikawa might not hesitate to devour Saya alive.

"Then I'll take your good wishes. Unfortunately, I've never believed in fate or prophecy, let alone curses. Let's talk about curses only if they work on me."

Sōyu wiped his hands and walked towards the old man, crossed his arms, looked him in the eyes, and then issued his final ultimatum. "Is the curse over? Is there anything else you want to say? If not, then I should send you to where you belong."

With one hand pressed down on the old man's somewhat frail body, Zuoyou raised his fist, thinking that he would have to use a lot of force to ensure that he could knock him unconscious without killing him outright.