Hatred

He was confident that as long as he escaped this time, as long as he left the area controlled by the Fictional Protocol, he could contact The Church, launch a counterattack on this region, and kill all these damned Demon lackeys!!

"That's right. Let rage cloud your mind, then use your life to fulfill me!"

"Trash like you will never be able to control your own emotions." Watching the villagers draw closer, the clergyman hid the mockery in his eyes, but he could not conceal the contempt rising from the depths of his heart.

In his eyes, even if these ignorant peasants truly gained the upper hand for a short while, they would never be able to maintain that advantage. Sooner or later, they would lose it through all kinds of stupidity.

"Don't you know yet?" Suddenly, the enraged villager rushing toward him stopped and spoke, drawing the clergyman's attention. "Your Church of Precepts is finished on the Azure Sky Whale. Your Kavila Family is finished too!"

"What do you mean, finished?" The clergyman froze.

Then he saw that the anger on the face of the villager who had charged over had fully erupted.

From stillness to motion, he reached him in the blink of an eye. While the clergyman was still stunned, he appeared before him at terrifying speed and, without hesitation, slammed both fists hard into his face.

Fists as hard as iron struck the clergyman again and again.

"It means you'll never again be able to stand over us and order us around like you did before!" The clergyman was completely beaten senseless. He had never imagined that a mere villager could possess such speed and strength.

The tactic he had intended to use to lure in an enemy had instead delivered himself right to their door.