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Chapter 108: Why Can't I Take Off This Suit?
Chapter 108: Why Can't I Take Off This Suit?
Upon returning to the church, it was evident that something had happened. A large number of flying locusts and venomous snakes were swarming and trying to force their way in as if they were mad.
Qin Muye's face darkened. The mastermind behind this wasn't a fool and didn't come in person but instead used a spell to cause the chaos.
The purpose was clear: it was definitely the pumpkin-headed evil spirit he had hung up. This evil spirit was quite formidable, and if it hadn't encountered Qin Muye, no one else could have defeated it.
Its vitality was incredibly strong; it was still alive even now.
Seemingly noticing that Qin Muye and the others had returned, the locusts and snakes quickly dispersed, losing their menacing aura and becoming ordinary insects and animals.
"Is that all you've got?" Qin Muye felt this was like a toad deliberately trying to disgust him.
With his crimson crystalline eyes, he observed the residual aura in the air, trying to find any traces of the enemy. However, it was likely a remote spell, so the aura was loose and gradually dissipating.
"Tsk, what a pity."
Qin Muye said with a hint of regret, then he walked straight into the church. The floor was covered with the corpses of snakes and locusts, but the pumpkin-headed evil spirit's head and the bone stripper knife were still hanging on the wall, unharmed.
"Master, you're back." A sprite greeted him, and the other sprites began to clean up the floor.
Although these gospel sprites were shifting towards combat, their original domestic skills hadn't disappeared, and they were efficient in cleaning and tidying up.
"Um, is everything alright?" Qin Muye asked.
"Everything is normal."
The mayor then rushed in, "Is this the witch you, Father Andrew, mentioned who was hiding outside the town?"
"That's right. As you can see, these people are completely lawless, showing no respect for the law," Qin Muye said with a hint of sarcasm.
Was this a slap in his face? No, it was a slap in the mayor's face. The church where Qin Muye was stationed was not on the outskirts of Ackerman Town but rather closer to the city center.
The commotion was significant, and the townsfolk could see it. The real blow was not to Qin Muye's reputation but to the mayor's.
After all, he was new and didn't have much influence yet. He could always bring out the Tall Man to fill the void, but could the mayor?
The mayor's expression turned grim upon hearing Qin Muye's words. Initially, he hadn't reacted, but once he did, he was clearly annoyed.
If this issue wasn't resolved, it would definitely cause panic in the town. After all, a witch who dared to attack a priest and a church would surely not hesitate to harm ordinary people.
Once panic set in, the impact on the town would be undeniable.
Otherwise, how could everyone just continue their lives as usual after such a significant event? If that were the case, it would mean either that the people had extremely strong mental fortitude or that there was something wrong with the entire town. In the latter case, the one who should be panicking would be the mayor, not Qin Muye.
"I will find the whereabouts of this witch as soon as possible. There should be elders in the town who know about her," the mayor said in a gruff voice, his displeasure evident.
"Elders? It seems this witch is quite old. But are you sure you can find out anything?" Qin Muye countered.
This was no simple matter, given that she was a being with extraordinary powers.
She seemed to have mastered this malevolent aura and could use it to her advantage, unlike the previous psychopath, Sissel, who could only use it passively.
"I can. I'll give Father Andrew an answer tomorrow. I hope Father Andrew can bring this witch to justice!" the mayor said through gritted teeth.
The existence of the witch was already affecting the mayor.
Of course, if Qin Muye hadn't pointed it out, the mayor would eventually realize the panic among the townsfolk on his own.
"I won't keep you from your cleaning, Father Andrew. I have official business to attend to." The mayor hurriedly left, heading to calm the townsfolk.
Qin Muye didn't stop him. What was the point of holding him back?
"Send someone to follow him and see what secrets this old man has. Be careful not to be discovered."
Qin Muye issued the command.
A gospel sprite immediately began to transform, the crimson robe collapsing, and a bird flew out from the collapsed robe, following closely behind the mayor.
After about half an hour, the gospel sprites who had gone to capture the Tall Man returned.
The Tall Man was indeed quite tall; Qin Muye estimated him to be at least 2.5 meters tall.
To think, the Tall Man was also quite unfortunate. Upon encountering the gospel sprites, he immediately attacked, extending not only his long limbs but also black tentacles from his body.
It just so happened that the gospel sprites, who were also fond of tentacles, responded in kind. Tentacles grew from beneath their crimson robes, longer, thicker, and more numerous than those of the Tall Man.
If the Tall Man hadn't been faceless and dressed in a suit, the scene could have turned into a rather disturbing short film.
Even without the film, the sight was enough to shatter Javier and Katie's worldviews. They were nervous on the way back, especially Katie, who was afraid that her gospel sprite might suddenly extend a tentacle and do something unspeakable to her.
But in reality, the gospel sprites assured them that they had no worldly desires. Being artificial beastmen, they could not reproduce and could only be created artificially, so they naturally lacked the corresponding emotions.
After listening to the gospel sprites' account of their fight with the Tall Man, Qin Muye pondered for a moment: "It's a 3rd-level creature, but it's a bit weak."
There were naturally differences in combat strength among different types of creatures. Unmodified sprites and skeleton soldiers were both 1st-level, but in a fight, the unmodified sprites would definitely not be a match for the skeleton soldiers.
"It seems the dungeon has matched the corresponding strength; otherwise, it would be too coincidental."
"Never mind, let's not think about it. Take off his suit and hang it next to the pumpkin-headed evil spirit, then throw him into the basement. I'll study his physiological structure in detail."
Qin Muye didn't care about the difficulty of the dungeon. It was either win or lose, and there was no third option of a tie. If it was a tie, it would be considered a loss.
"Master, this doesn't seem to be a suit, but rather the skin of the Tall Man. We can't take it off," a gospel sprite said.
During the fight, they had already thought about taking off the suit, but it was as if it was part of his body.
"This is too troublesome. Just hang him up as is. Since he's so resilient, his vitality must be strong. Find some nails used for staking and nail his limbs, tentacles, and head to the wall. We can study him like this."
He had decided that studying the Tall Man's physiological structure didn't need to be done in secret; it could be done openly.
"If that doesn't work, find two welders to weld him with steel bars, or even better, get a mason to seal him with cement."
It wasn't just about strong vitality; even if it were an undying creature, as long as it didn't have supreme power, Qin Muye had many ways to make it suffer endlessly.
For example, filling it with cement and dumping it into the sea, or pouring molten iron and throwing it into outer space.
And this monster, which couldn't even defeat the gospel sprites under Qin Muye's command, was no exception.
"Yes, Master, I'll take care of it immediately, but I need some money," a gospel sprite said.
Qin Muye casually took out his wallet and threw it over: "Use it as you see fit."
After all, the gospel sprites were more capable of handling the Tall Man than Qin Muye, who, aside from his magic, had ordinary physical strength and reaction speed, making his combat ability far inferior to the gospel sprites.
Qin Muye then turned his attention to the immobilized Tall Man.
Yesterday, he had almost finished studying the head of the pumpkin-headed evil spirit, and now he had a new subject to examine.
"Apocalypse, come over and hold him down. If he moves, use your tentacles to strike him," Qin Muye instructed. He couldn't defeat the Tall Man, but Apocalypse could.
Apocalypse nodded, and tentacles began to emerge from beneath his crimson robe, pinning down the Tall Man's limbs and tentacles. With the assistance of other gospel sprites, Qin Muye took out a scalpel, preparing to dissect the creature.
(End of Chapter)
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