After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Su Qing swallowed hard. He was skilled and daring, and silently returned to the direction the SUV had come from.

Upon returning, Su Qing noticed something was amiss. Behind the SUV, her grandfather was gone; his body was gone, and even the smell of blood and the smell of blood were gone.

Su Qing hesitated for a few seconds before calling out again.

"Naturu!"

Naturu was the name of the Christian defender who was eaten by his own grandfather.

The zippered door of a tent opened, and a bearded man poked his head out, asking in a daze.

"Young Master, you were looking for me?"

Su Qing was silent for a few seconds, then smiled.

"It's nothing, you can go back to sleep."

Naturu tucked his head back into the tent.

Su Qing patted her head.

Am I under a spell?

Why is it that what we see doesn't actually happen?

No, I have to go and talk to my grandfather, Wu Antong, so we can all get to know each other.

Inside Naturu's tent, Naturu, who had retreated into the tent, looked down and saw his own skeletal body and Su Changqing gnawing on his internal organs.

Of all of Naturu, only his head, which had just poked out of the tent, remained intact.

……

3:00 AM the next day.

Su Qing got up early, and after organizing her own religious guards, they drove to Xinxing City in another state under the cover of night.

As the missionaries drove, they ate breakfast, and many of them started talking about how they had traveled to New Star City and seen many beautiful local female students. They hadn't dared to take action before because of the rule of law, but now, with the New Star City riots, everyone was just a lamb to the slaughter.

This must be a blessing from the Celestial Venerable Miro.

Chapter Seventeen: Self-Inflicted Misfortune

When the convoy arrived in Xinxing City, it was already five o'clock in the morning. The sun had just risen, and its dim light tinged Xinxing City with a light blue. In this blue, there were tall buildings and traffic arteries blocked by various vehicles. Corpses could be seen both inside and outside the roads.

During the previous outbreak of the epidemic, the entire Xinxing City was in turmoil. Many ordinary people, who did not know if they would live to see tomorrow, began to unleash their evil intentions and take revenge on society everywhere.

Even now, far more residents of the Eastern United States have died from acts of revenge against society than from disease.

Of course, none of this concerns the charlatans of Indiana. These guys, who can massacre entire cities and exterminate entire populations in their own state and have countless people's blood on their hands, only think of the countless riches and beauties in New Star City when they arrive here.

Moreover, these treasures and beauties were left unguarded, allowing the family to take whatever they wanted.

Upon reaching the city's edge, the Guardians of the Faith sped into the city's roads in their off-road vehicles. These men operated in squads of three vehicles each, with each squad ensuring they had one or two Awakened Ones and ample firepower.

Su Qing, who was driving her RV, had just found a good parking spot when she turned around and saw that her subordinates had abandoned her and left. In less than a minute, she was the only one left in the entire convoy.

Su Qing couldn't help but sigh.

Although he didn't need these friars' protection, their noisy and brash behavior was truly disheartening.

Once we arrive in Dongyang Prefecture, we must give these Christian defenders a lesson in honor.

We must change the mindset of these religious defenders who are willing to sacrifice themselves for money.

But before that...

Su Qing got out of the driver's seat and took out two bottles of baijiu from the refrigerator.

"Uncle Wu, would you like to come out and get something to eat?"

Su Qing shook the baijiu in her hand.

"I spent a lot of money to buy this from Zhongzhou City, and it tastes amazing."

Wu Antong, who was guarding Su Changqing, swallowed hard.

"Bring some more snacks to go with the drinks."

Su Qing took several bags of cold-served beef and cold-served rabbit meat over.

……

A street.

The vehicles of the missionary passed many shops and residences.

Occasionally, fresh, torn bread wrappers can be seen on the streets. The federal government has limited military resources and cannot deploy administrative forces to too many cities. However, in order to aid the disaster victims, nearby states and nearby cities that have not yet been subdued occasionally send planes to drop various supplies—food, medicine, and so on.

When the supplies were being dropped, a broadcast was also made saying that the federal government would soon have the army ready to come and rescue people, and asked the disaster victims to remain calm.

However, today was not the day for delivering supplies, so the streets were very quiet.

The leader, a demon-level awakened being, closed his eyes, his ears twitching incessantly. Several minutes later, this awakened being happily spoke to the people around him.

“I heard a sound coming from that house.”

"I can't breathe," the driving officer asked.

Are there any women?

The awakened one laughed heartily.

Yes, there are several more.

The vehicles stopped immediately, and the friars disembarked, with the Awakened Ones leading the way towards the inhabited houses.

Back in Indiana, this group did this countless times: breaking into the homes of infidels, raiding villages of other races, robbing, abusing, and using every means to deal with their enemies.

Each time they did this, a priest from the Miro religion would announce that they were defending the dignity of the gods, that the gods would forgive their sins, and that they would be reborn into a higher caste in their next life.

The Guardians of the Faith, who committed murder, torture, and all sorts of atrocities, always believed themselves to be righteous. They thought that since the Lord of Sin would forgive them, they could do whatever they wanted, and that nothing they did was illegal.

This time, Su Qing allowed them to leave the city for one day, and everything in the city would be theirs, whether it be wealth or slaves, land or honor.

The leader of the awakened ones excitedly arrived at the door of the house. The rest of the mortals parted, and the awakened one kicked open the door.

He couldn't wait to enter this promised land permitted by Su Qing and show his ownership.

But once inside, the awakened one did not see what he had expected: the male head of the household firing a shotgun at him. Instead, a young man stood in the corridor behind the door, feeding a mother and daughter a piece of bread.

……

In front of a commercial building.

A member of the Miro sect's protectorate stepped onto the entrance hall, which was littered with corpses, and laughed loudly.

“These heretics deserve to die. Alright, my brothers, everyone here is dead. Let’s go find the wealth that the Heavenly Venerable has bestowed upon us.”

The surrounding friars cheered, and the group went up to the second floor. As soon as they arrived, a door opened in the corridor on the second floor, and a young man came out.

……

In front of a hospital.

An awakened one knelt on the ground, surrounded by the corpses of several Defenders of the Faith. Before him stood a young man whose condescending gaze made the awakened one tremble uncontrollably.

"The awakened one said in a trembling voice."

"You, you can't kill me! I am a holy envoy of the Miro Cult, a subordinate of Bishop Su Qing. If you kill me, the Miro Cult..."

The Awakener shifted his gaze and saw the young man's face, his head, and the sky above him. A few seconds later, the Awakener landed, just in time to see his headless body slowly falling to the ground.

……

Inside the RV.

Su Qing set up a table in front of her elder, Wu Antong, and the two of them ate meat with some baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor). While eating, Su Qing recounted what had happened the night before and the night before.

Wu Antong chewed on the cold beef and mumbled something indistinctly.

"Didn't we already say that? It's probably because you've been in contact with ghosts for too long and you're hallucinating. What you're seeing is probably the thing you're most afraid of."

The evil spirits themselves are full of yin energy, and Su Changqing is somewhat special. After Wu Antong stopped Su Qing yesterday, he said that Su Qing was probably affected by the yin energy and was hallucinating. This hallucination is probably what Su Qing is most afraid of.

Although Su Changqing is Su Qing's grandfather, after seeing her grandfather turn into a ghost, Su Qing was probably afraid that her grandfather would eat people and become a mindless monster.

The strongest evidence is that Wu Antong inspected the place where Su Qing saw Su Changqing eating people yesterday and found nothing wrong. Wu Antong can also guarantee that Su Changqing was under his surveillance all day yesterday and did not leave the bedroom.

Su Qing sighed.

"I hope so. But the main thing is that this place isn't our Indiana. If it were our Indiana, we could get dozens of bishops to summon the Great Bhadra. When the light of annihilation shines down, all the evil spirits and demons will be gone."

Wu Antong drank happily and echoed.

"Yes, yes, yes, this foreign religion is disgusting. If it were in our sect, no evil spirits or demons could possibly cause trouble. But it doesn't matter. In a while, half of the Eastern Xia United Kingdom will be ours."

At that time, their faith power will at least triple, and the two golden statues of the Fearless Celestial Maiden and the Great Mighty Heaven, nurtured by faith, may well possess immense divine power that allows them to fight against one of the Four Divine Beasts when they join forces.

It is true that heroes emerge in times of chaos. Wu Antong felt more and more that this disaster was actually a good thing, as if it was an opportunity given to his own Miluo Sect by the Celestial Venerable Miluo.

"Ok?"

Su Qing, who was eating cold rabbit meat, suddenly sniffed.

"Uncle Wu, can you smell it?"

Su Qing swallowed the rabbit meat in her mouth.

"The smell of blood?"

Wu Antong also sniffed, his expression serious.

"Have!"

Su Qing immediately stood up.

"I'm going out to take a look. Uncle Wu, could you please look after Grandpa for me?"

Wu Antong nodded without saying a word.

Su Qing walked to the door of the RV, opened it, and got out.

Following the scent of blood, Su Qing turned her head to the east.

To the east is a small path leading to the city center, and at this moment a young man wearing a mask is standing on this path.

The young man was nothing special, but he was taking out blood-dripping human heads, their faces also covered in blood, and slowly stacking them up to form a tower.

The pyramid of human heads, known as Jingguan.

Su Qing's pupils slowly contracted, and streaks of color gradually appeared on her delicate, girlish face.

Su Qing recognized the head; it belonged to his own religious guards who had been granted permission to remain in the city for a day.

This army of protectors includes over twenty awakened individuals and more than two hundred battle-hardened soldiers, utterly loyal to the Miro Cult. It forms the foundation for Su Qing's plan to unify Dongyang Prefecture. Now…

Behind Su Qing appeared a three-meter-tall, pitch-black statue with three heads and six arms.

It is the Great Fearful Heaven Dharma Form, which the Miluo Sect is proud of and says is one of the myriad Dharma Forms of Miluo Heavenly Venerable.

"You are far inferior to Su Bijun."

The young man who had built a tower of human heads across the street took off his mask.

The moment Su Qing saw the young man who had taken off his mask, her pupils dilated in shock.

The man on the other side who used his men to build a mound of Jing was Zhou Yan, the hot-tempered young man who defeated Su Bijun and forced the Indiana God caste in the Zhang family community to not dare to step out of their homes.

To be honest, Su Qing wouldn't have been as shocked as she was now if she saw Zhou Yan at other times, but now, Su Changqing was huddled in her own RV.

The Su Changqing who faked his death to escape Zhuque and Zhou Yan's revenge, the Su Changqing who could no longer walk in the world as Su Changqing, was now less than a hundred meters away from Zhou Yan.

An unprecedented fear gripped Su Qing's heart.

Why is Zhou Yan here?

Did he find out something?

If my grandfather fakes his death and it's discovered...

"Tap..."

Another person got out of the RV; it was Wu Antong, whom Su Qing had invited to keep things under control.

Wu Antong smiled at Zhou Yan, who was not far away.