The Ultimate-Fire Thief

After exchanging a glance with his family, Lu Xin stepped forward, approaching the church one step at a time.

Compared to the crazed and violent townspeople, the church in this gloomy little town was unusually quiet. It seemed to be the only place without any living creatures... Yet as he drew near, he could faintly sense countless invisible ghosts and shadows surrounding his body. They spun around him in an exaggerated manner, so close to reality that they seemed almost within reach.

Lu Xin could even feel their faces pressed against the tip of his nose as they shrieked, and their fingernails scraping across the back of his neck.

But Lu Xin ignored them, slowly walking to the front of the church. He paused briefly, then raised his hand...

...and knocked.

Knock, knock, knock...

He tapped lightly on the half-open, dilapidated wooden door and asked politely:

"Excuse me, is anyone inside?"

"..."

"..."

The instant the knocking sounded, all the illusory shadows suddenly vanished without a trace, as though they had been frightened.

But Lu Xin merely stood calmly before the church door.

His knocking was not loud, and his tone was very polite.

After all, Mom had said to be courteous before resorting to force.

As he knocked, it was obvious that Father was so tense even his shadow trembled slightly. Normally, even when facing an entire city, he could maintain an absolute sense of superiority and possess the confidence to devour the whole city in an instant. But now, faced with this tiny, shabby church that seemed as though it would collapse with the slightest push, he instead appeared somewhat uneasy.

No one inside the church responded.

So after a brief silence, Lu Xin gently raised his hand and pushed open the church door.

"Creak..."

The rough hinges