As Shen Feng drew their fire from the front, Wu Ta had already quietly climbed up from behind, taking out the Purifier leader and his men in one fell swoop.
Only after Shen Feng stepped onto the platform did Wu Ta relax her grip on the bow, releasing the Purifier leader from the brink of suffocation.
The Purifier leader clutched his throat and gulped down air desperately, only for Shen Feng to kick him to the ground and stomp hard on his neck, pinning him down like a chick.
The Purifier leader's face and body were now covered in dirt, and he no longer possessed that noble, resplendent air. The robe embroidered with eye patterns had revealed its true form: a battered plastic sheet with eye shapes painted on it in grease.
Now, the Purifier leader looked completely like a down-and-out clown.
Shen Feng said expressionlessly, "Name."
The Purifier leader's face was pressed into the ground, and he could not even see Shen Feng clearly. Still, his words remained defiant. "Blasphemers! You have destroyed paradise, destroyed the divine realm, and you will surely suffer my god's punishment! You will be purified along with this world and torn to pieces!"
Shen Feng remained expressionless. He merely lifted his foot and placed it on the man's fingers, then suddenly exerted force. A crisp crack of shattering bones rang out.
Like a potato chip being crushed.
"Ah—" A shrill scream burst from the Purifier leader's mouth. He had never imagined that this man could be so vicious!
Wu Ta, standing nearby, frowned slightly.
Though she knew these Purifiers deserved what they got, she still was not used to this kind of torture.
She was more accustomed to putting an arrow straight through someone's chest.
Listening to the man's screams, Shen Feng's heart remained