I find it very sacred to pick someone up and make them a saint.

Mien once again wrapped his other leg with magic.

This time it didn't break instantly, but rather the force was gradually increased, slowly approaching the edge of breakage.

Connor screamed in agony, abandoning all semblance of dignity, howling:

"I will obey...the Mother Goddess's will!...I won't say anything...ah!..."

Connor bit his lip until it bled and roared.

"I'll say it! I'll say it!"

Suddenly, someone next to me shouted.

Several people succumbed to the pressure and said, "I'll tell you everything!"

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

Just as Connor was about to unleash a torrent of abuse, Mien immediately used magic to gag him, leaving him only able to stare wide-eyed.

"It was three months ago! A person cloaked in black found us and told us how to invoke the God of Truth of the Contract!"

"Who is he?" Mien asked.

"I don't know! The person even hid their face! You couldn't see their features at all, you could only tell it was a woman from their voice."

"Go on."

"Good! She later helped us seize the Fountain of Faith, turning it into the Holy Fountain of the God of Covenant Truth, and the church also became the Church of Covenant Truth."

Then they taught us how to serve the Mother Goddess through sacrifice, helping Her to awaken and return to earth.

Another person quickly added: "We believe in the covenant of truth, so we must sign a covenant and exchange things at an equal price."

A covenant of truth was established: "Anyone without faith who comes to the sacred church is committing blasphemy and will be transformed into nourishment offered to the Mother Goddess!"

"An abeliever?" Mien sensed the subtlety in the matter.

"Yes! This is a strategy. The Mother Goddess did not directly bestow her power. We cannot arbitrarily establish 'truth' and then use it to sign a contract."

"Therefore, we can only establish a truth that seems to be 'truth' and then use it to enter into a contract with the surrounding beings."

Mien understood what they meant:

Being weak, they could not wield the power of life and death or kill at will, so they could only resort to trickery.

"Those without faith will blaspheme the church," but it doesn't say who they believe in.

In other words, those who still come to pray devoutly to the Goddess of Light receive her blessings.

Only when power is restricted can it be used with gusto.

Thinking of this, Mien breathed a sigh of relief.

This indicates that the power of Tantric Buddhism is still weak, or perhaps only in its infancy.

They are not yet capable of large-scale destruction or causing massive disasters.

Perhaps this incident was just a test, and Iron Can Street was that person's test subject.

"Go on."

"Yes, sir!"

Those hanging upside down would then reveal how they chose their targets, led them into the church, and cast curses upon them, gradually hollowing out their souls to complete the sacrifice.

From the first person to the person from the day before yesterday.

Lucia was constantly shocked by everything she heard.

She never imagined that the plague was caused by someone else.

She, who had always struggled to make ends meet, never imagined that they were the ones who had brought such a disaster to Tin Can Street.

Mien asked calmly:

"Can you still find the person who will preach to you?"

"She only came once! She never showed up again. We had Quinn follow her the day she left, but she suddenly disappeared after walking for a while."

Who is Quinn?

A fat man shouted, "It's me! Sir, it's me!"

Mien nodded, confirming the clues for further detailed investigation.

Then he turned to look at the Fountain of Faith:

"How can this defiled sacred spring be purified? Does anyone know?"

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

"I don't know, it was all that person's doing. We have no idea how she did it!"

Having asked all the questions he needed to, Mien ignored them and went to the Fountain of Faith.

This is the root of all the chaos on Tin Can Street, and it's the most pressing issue now.

Only by solving this problem can peace be restored to this place.

Mien carefully unleashed his power of light and slowly entered the sacred spring to investigate.

Following the gurgling spring water down, we indeed found a thick mass of purple energy at the deepest point, which seemed to have taken root and solidified like a seed.

It exudes a profound and malevolent energy.

It's much greater than the energy in that patient's body...

Mien continued to use the purification spell of the Light faction, annihilating all the scattered energy around him under the intense holy light, but still stopped in front of the seed.

After being impacted time and again, it shrinks and then surges and disperses again, making it impossible to completely eliminate.

Try the second method.

Mien could only vaguely recall his memories of religious knowledge from this history.

Try to use the laws of energy to mobilize it, relieve it, and dismantle it.

As before, the other party reacted extremely negatively to his light energy, as if it were a tangled mess that could not be sorted out in a short time.

With a sigh, I had no choice but to call in reinforcements.

Mien raised his left hand, and the communication crystal on the other ring flashed.

There was no response for a long time.

With the national exam season just around the corner, one can imagine how busy the Academy is.

It seems the only option is to return to the academy and conduct research with the scholars, or to ask for a more powerful and efficient team to fly over.

Mien withdrew his left hand and glanced at Lucia beside him.

At this moment, Lucia was no longer timid. She looked coldly at the five people above her, her eyes filled with disgust and hatred, just as she had when she first saw herself.

Mien suddenly thought of something.

"Luya".

"Ah!" Lucia was jolted out of her reverie by the sudden call and looked at Mien blankly.

"I need your help."

"Me...me?"

"Yes." Mien stood in front of Lucia: "Next, don't move."

He raised the energy storage ring on his left hand, and the purple energy in the Fountain of Faith was gently guided into the ring, which shimmered with purple light.

Then the purple light emerged from the ring again and gently floated towards Lucia's head.

Lucia was taken aback.

As the magic drew ever closer, her earlier experience instilled a subconscious fear in her.

The purple light approached like a venomous snake.

But Mien told herself not to move.

He wouldn't hurt himself...

Trust overcame fear, and Lucia gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and gripped her clothes tightly with both hands.

The power of faith from the Covenant Truth Cult was applied to Lucia's forehead.

Instantly, purple magic flowed through her entire body, starting from the top of her head and surrounding Lucia.

Lucia had her eyes closed, but she could clearly feel the energy gently coursing through her body, subtly stirring the fear within her.

She tried her best to suppress her emotions.

Gradually, the power of faith became gentle, then fluctuated with Lucia's trembling body, rising and falling with her breath.

—Contractual Truth Energy Resonance Level: 81%

"..."

Despite having anticipated it, Mien was still taken aback.

"Open your eyes," Mien said, spreading purple energy.

Lucia opened her eyes and found herself unharmed. She breathed a sigh of relief and felt a sense of relief and joy.

She looked up and saw Mien looking at her, his gaze containing a hint of admiration, which made her feel at a loss.