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Enlightenment also popped up: “You have exempted the invasion of the ‘King’s Fall’ spirit technique.”

Luckily, the relic left by Reuel Bible was high-end enough to exempt another very strong spirit technique.

But Leonard Churchill knew, this had revealed him.

Considering the sect leader herself had appeared, opting for such an attempt on him, it could only be an exploratory move.

His expression remained calm.

But to onlookers, it appeared more like a forced display.

The veiled woman seemed to have anticipated this, chuckling coldly.

The moment the technique was deployed, she dropped her act, murmuring: “Tsk tsk, so… you indeed can resist. But ‘King’s Fall’ is not an ordinary Pleasure Secret Art, it’s quite enjoyable once you’re affected. It’s not the state you’re in now…”

“You…!”

Upon hearing this, Leonard Churchill’s face changed dramatically.

He enacted his shock from the reveal exquisitely.

His pupils dilated, cold sweat on his back, his micro-expressions flawless.

Without any hesitation, he grabbed a serving plate and shattered the expensive crystal chandelier.

The room immediately plunged into darkness.

Simultaneously, his muscles bulged, instantly transforming into a huge werewolf, ready to escape.

But it was too late.

The Baron Ramon behind him chuckled coldly, also transformed.

A split appeared on the skin of his nape, shedding his human skin, and a large spider crawled out.

Then a sip of web spewed out, sealing the window that the werewolf planned to leap through.

This wasn’t a move to fight, but to keep him from running.

It fulfilled Leonard Churchill’s intentions precisely.

Because… that was his gamble!

He was certain that even if his identity was exposed, the people of the Silver Moon Sect would not choose to kill him immediately.

Instead, they would undoubtedly choose to corrupt first.

After all, for the sect, a double agent believer is much more valuable than most believers.

Especially one from the X Bureau.

The room’s exit was sealed, but the greater danger laid ahead.

The veiled woman was already prepared, lifting the cloth on the tray, and in an instant, soft moonlight illuminated the entire room.

X-712-Moon

Explanation: A Disaster Object with strong faith corruption;

Leonard Churchill glanced at the crystal ball hovering in midair, wasn’t it the holy artifact of the Silver Moon Sect?

But now, it was much more wicked than when Reuel Bible described it!

The people of the Silver Moon Sect seemed to have figured out the real use of this Disaster Object.

The woman controlled the moon, emitting a charming light that’s hard to look away from.

At the same time, enlightenment flashed again and again.

“You have resisted a strong faith pollution targeting the Old Days God ‘Arachne\'”

“You have resisted a strong faith pollution targeting the Old Days God ‘Arachne\'”

This corruption Enlightenment was described as “strong”.

The people of the Silver Moon Sect had even taken out their holy items, it was clear they didn’t think he could escape.

Leonard Churchill abruptly calmed down, his fierce eyes growing increasingly devout.

Of course, this was a performance.

During the previous discussion with Reuel Bible, they had considered various possibilities, including this one!

It was quite difficult to infiltrate the believers of Old Days without being truly corrupted.

After years of dealings with the Old Days Believers, the X Bureau was well accustomed to their behaviors and mental states.

Leonard Churchill returned to human form from a snarling werewolf, appearing no longer hostile.

At this moment, both the Silver Moon Leader and the Arachne murmured a chant, gazing at the moon.

‘Joy in the wailing of pain, delight in the spilling of blood’

‘Pleasure, dreams, a thousand faces of the moon’

‘Gladly observing the sacrifice of your devout followers’

‘Praise to the great Lord Arachne of pleasure and dreams…’

Leonard Churchill listened and murmured along.

If he didn’t react even after the others had begun their rituals, it would be suspicious.

But while reciting the hymn, his heart was trying to suppress the chaos: “Hey, hey, hey, don’t do anything crazy now.”

Walking on the edge of this sharp blade was exhilarating, the irrational thoughts within him were ready to burst forth.

Leonard Churchill was in his clutches now.

The giant spider had disappeared without a trace.

Only Leonard Churchill and the Silver Moon Leader remained in the room.

The atmosphere no longer held the tension from before.

He stood there, looking at the Silver Moon Leader in front of him, his mouth twisting into a smirk.

The essence of faith pollution was the corruption of deity faith, not the corruption of the individual’s worldview.

Leonard Churchill remained himself.

In theory, however, there will be some additional faith acknowledgement.

He would consider the Old God to be supreme, an existence more important than his own life.

The relationship between believers is more like colleagues.

They are loyal to the god, not mental slaves to any individual.

The Silver Moon Leader looked at Leonard Churchill, not completely letting down her guard and said indifferently, “Alright. Remove the equipment and clothes you brought.”

“Oh?”

Upon hearing this, Leonard Churchill looked at her sideways, a cryptic smile on his lips.

The Silver Moon Leader also looked at him coldly, looking as if she would act immediately if something seemed slightly off.

Leonard Churchill understood what she meant.

Faith pollution isn’t completely unavoidable, ancient card masters had specifically developed some treasures to counteract faith pollution.

The X Bureau had many.

Take off your clothes, to prevent anything special on his body.

Leonard Churchill raised an eyebrow, disregarding everything else.