Because they are so familiar with each other, they develop a tacit understanding when doing things, and they can cooperate without saying much to complete tasks.

"Let's hurry up and get the information to Budiman and the others."

“We can’t go directly to Lucifer’s side. You’ve all seen Satan’s attitude toward the Heart of Budiman. I’m afraid Lucifer will be even more ruthless toward us.”

Kevin nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

Just kidding, he's the one who killed Lilith.

If he were to go there, forget about discussing cooperation; Lucifer's first goal would probably be to tear him apart and avenge Lilith.

After the three returned to Anita's villa apartment, they quickly made contact with her through the communication beacon that Wu Heng had given them.

Boudiman and Quick were listening from the side.

After the contact ended, Boudiman knew he needed to ask Lucifer about it.

"So what we need to do now is to find out the location of this Altar of Filth from Lucifer. It should be the key to sealing the Goat-Man Demon, but will it give it to us?" Quirk asked.

After all, according to Ron, this thing is related to Lucifer's metamorphosis, and its significance to him is probably similar to that of his maternal embryo, having the significance of gestation and commemoration.

“It will,” Wu Heng said confidently.

The three of them had now arrived at the place where Lucifer's clone had been destroyed, which was also the location of the Devil's Altar.

The place has now completely collapsed, and all traces and auras of the devil goat-man have vanished. To the devil goat-man, this place is now just a desolate wilderness.

But the presence of Lucifer still lingers here.

Quirk held a chain in his hand, behind which were twelve well-dressed, refined-looking men who resembled politicians.

They looked utterly disheveled, but their eyes were filled with anger and determination.

"Who are you?"

"How dare you attack us! I advise you to release us now, or we will use the army if we do not return within three hours."

"This is a consequence you absolutely cannot afford. You want money? We can give it to you. Just name any number you want. We all have important national matters to attend to." The people behind him kept shouting.

Seeing this, Quirk snorted coldly, and the sound of gears turning came from his knees. A surge of electricity burst out from his body and traveled along the chains to the people.

The person who was speaking was instantly electrocuted and screamed in agony, his whole body trembling and going numb.

The others were also trembling from the electric shock, all their words stuck in their throats, unable to utter another word.

Wu Heng turned his head and smiled at everyone.

He extended his right hand, and a strange composite icon appeared in his palm. It contained a circle with a human figure, a mound of earth, water, fire, and other patterns, like a mysterious icon combining the five elements.

"You all recognize this icon, right?" Wu Heng asked softly.

Some of the bound people saw the icon that appeared in Wu Heng's hand, but their expressions did not change. However, they were shocked by the extraordinary power that Wu Heng displayed.

"Are you not ordinary people, or are you some kind of cult members? Our Lord will not let you get away with this!"

"It seems you don't recognize this icon. What if it's like this?" The pattern in Wu Heng's hand suddenly changed. The original five patterns were rearranged and recombined. The five elements transformed into a strange wing shape.

The moment the icon appeared, the speaker's eyes widened instantly, and all his shouts and wails stopped.

The string of people tied behind him also trembled, staring intently at the icon in Wu Heng's hand. A violent wavering appeared in the firmness in their eyes, but they quickly concealed it.

"It seems you all know each other, which is why we've asked you to come here." Wu Heng tossed the icon in his hand forward, and it fell to the ground and disappeared.

In an instant, an invisible wave spread in all directions.

Finally, a very realistic scene emerged inside the collapsed cave, as if a past memory had been relived.

It was a figure with six pairs of wings, dressed in a white suit, fighting against an unknown dark creature.

The moment the figure in the suit appeared, all the bound people knelt down, prostrated themselves on the ground, and cautiously looked up to continue watching the scene unfold before them.

When they saw the white figure before them crumble, they were instantly filled with rage, their eyes bloodshot. They stood up angrily, ready to charge forward, but were restrained by Quake's chains.

"Everyone, please calm down. This is just a scene from the past," Wu Heng said with a smile. "As you have seen, it is not happening now."

“Damn it, you are blaspheming! You are blaspheming! You sinner who blasphemes my Lord!” the leader shouted angrily, struggling to break free of his chains.

The others echoed this sentiment, all angrily condemning Wu Heng.

"No, this is something that actually happened, just a few days ago."

“Anger cannot change the facts. You can ask your Lord for confirmation. We are not here to humiliate you, but to cooperate.”

“As you can see, that dark creature is still alive and active in the human world, while the power of your Lord has been restricted.”

"We are the only ones who have the power to help it right now!"

"What needs to be done now is for you to act as intermediaries to communicate with your Lord. I believe in your piety, and this is a win-win situation for both sides."

As Wu Heng spoke, he reached out and gestured, and the strange aura scattered throughout the collapsed cave was gathered into a ball, turning into a puddle of white powder about the size of a fingernail.

This powder was so white and dazzling that it surpassed all other substances in the world.

“Look, this is the ashes produced by the burning of your Lord’s wings. I believe no one can fake this ashes.”

“If you are merely blindly pious and do nothing practical for your Lord, then you will continue to wail here.”

“When your Lord needs you to dedicate yourselves the most, and you do nothing, I will seek out a truly devout person to help us communicate with your Lord and find a way to eliminate that shadow and avenge your Lord.”

"Quick, let them go." Wu Heng waved his hand.

With a whoosh, the chains binding them vanished.

This group of men in suits, now freed from their constraints, collapsed helplessly to the ground, chanting prayers incessantly. The resolve in their eyes had been replaced by panic.

"Let's go." Wu Heng waved his hand and led Boudiman and Quirk away.

"Wait a minute!" (End of Chapter)

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