Inside the house.
The battle between man and woman began once more.
The woman could no longer endure it and began to sob aloud in utter despair.
Hearing the woman's desperate cries and violent struggles, the man's twisted emotions only grew more fervent.
The more she struggled, the more excited he became.
Ling Zhan hung upside down from the eaves like a spider, listening impassively to the woman's wails, still choosing not to intervene.
The Life Detector made it clear that the man inside was a Demonfall remnant.
The woman, meanwhile, was an ordinary civilian.
Falling into the hands of Demonfall remnants and suffering such a fate was perfectly normal.
When Ling Zhan had infiltrated the area, he had vaguely seen quite a few Demonfall remnants gathered around small bonfires, roasting the corpses of innocent humans.
Their eyes were bloodshot, the whites stained crimson. Like beasts staring at their beloved food, they drooled incessantly, their bodies trembling with sick excitement.
They had already become man-eating beasts, having utterly lost what was called humanity.
The reason Ling Zhan had infiltrated this house—
Was naturally because he had discovered more than a dozen Demonfall remnants standing guard beneath it.
And having dealt with the Demonfall Organization many times, Ling Zhan could already identify the ranks of its members from the characteristics of their clothing.
The Ten Thousand Demons Monster Masks they wore marked their status: white patterns represented the lowest vermin, followed in ascending order by blue, purple, red, and gold.
Gold represented bishop rank.
Red represented high priest rank. High priests were unusual; though their nominal rank was lower than bishops, they were not constrained by bishops, and their authority far exceeded that of deputy bishops.
Purple represented deputy bishop rank.
Blue represented elites.
And now...
The remnants guarding beneath this