Chapter 107: Chapter 107: Why Can''t This Suit Be Taken Off?


    ?


    Back at the church, trouble had indeed struck, as large swarms of locusts and venomous snakes frenziedly tried to invade.


    Qin Muye''s face darkened, realizing that the person behind the scenes was not a fool; they didn''t arrive in person but chose to reach out through casting a spell.


    Their purpose was clear without needing to guess-it was undoubtedly because of the Evil Spirit of the pumpkin head he had hanged. This Evil Spirit was formidable in combat; had it not encountered Qin Muye, no one would have been able to overcome it.


    Such life force it possessed, incredibly strong; it was still alive even now.


    It seemed that upon noticing the return of Qin Muye and the others, the locusts and snakes lost their lead, quickly scattering, turning back into ordinary insects and animals.


    "Is this all the strength they have?" Qin Muye felt as though this pesky creature was no different from a toad, intentionally trying to disgust him.


    With his crimson crystalline pupils observing the remaining traces in the air, he attempted to find the culprit''s traces. However, judging by the looks of it, the spell was cast from a


    distance, leaving only a loose aura that was dissipating bit by bit.


    "Tsk, what a pity," Qin Muye commented regretfully, and then he walked straight into the church. The ground inside was covered with the carcasses of snakes and locusts, but the pumpkin head Evil Spirit''s skull and the bone knife were unharmed, still hanging on the wall.


    "Master, you''re back," a Spirit Monster greeted him, and the rest of the Spirit Monsters began clearing the ground.


    Although these Evangelical Spirit Monsters had shifted towards combat capabilities, their inherent domestic abilities had not vanished, making their cleaning and clearing quite efficient.


    "Hmm, everything alright?" Qin Muye inquired.


    "All normal."


    Soon after, the mayor also rushed in, "Is this... the Witch hiding outside of town that you mentioned, Father Andrew?"


    "Exactly, Mr. Mayor, as you''ve seen, these people are utterly lawless, not even considering the law in the slightest," Qin Muye said with a hint of mockery in his tone.


    Was this a slap to his own face? No, it was a slap to the mayor''s face. The church where Qin Muye resided was not on the edges of Akman Town but rather towards the central area.


    The commotion had been huge, visible to all town residents. What was truly struck was not Qin Muye''s prestige, but the mayor''s.


    After all, he was a newcomer-what prestige could he have? When the time came, he could fully exploit the lean, ghostly Shadow to fill in the gaps, but could the mayor do the same?


    Hearing Qin Muye''s words, the mayor''s face also appeared somewhat displeased. Initially unreactive, once it sunk in, the annoyance was real.


    If this issue was not resolved, it would certainly cause panic within the town, as the Witch dared to attack both the priest and the church, which raised the question: what about them, the ordinary people?


    Once panic set in, the impact on the town was undeniable.


    Otherwise, did one really think that after such a major incident, life would just continue as usual?


    "It seems the instance has matched the corresponding strength, otherwise it wouldn''t be such a coincidence."


    "Forget it, I won''t think about it anymore. Take off this thing''s suit and hang it next to the pumpkin head. Then throw it into the basement. I''m going to take a good look at its


    physiological structure."


    As for the difficulty of the instance, Qin Muye didn''t care at all. It all boils down to either being overpowered or victorious. There couldn''t possibly be a third scenario where everything ends in a stalemate. A stalemate would essentially be a loss.


    "Master, this doesn''t seem to be a suit, but rather its skin, which can''t be removed," said an


    Evangelical Spirit Monster.


    When they were beating up the tall, thin ghost shadow, they had already considered stripping off its suit but failed to do so; it was as if it had grown onto its body.


    "This is too much trouble; just hang it up then. Since this thing is so tough, its life force is probably not bad either. Get some stakes and nails, and nail its limbs, tentacles, head, and everything else for me. Then, we can just study it like that."


    He had figured it out; to study the physiological structure of the tall, thin ghost shadow, it wasn''t necessary to put it in the basement. It was possible to study it openly and aboveboard.


    "If all else fails, get me two welders, and have them weld it shut with rebar. Failing that, finding masons to seal it with cement will do just fine."


    It didn''t matter how strong its vitality was; if it were an immortal being, unless it had transcendental power, Qin Muye had plenty of ways to make it neither live nor die as it


    wished.


    For example, after filling it with cement, dumping it into the sea, or casting it in molten iron and then tossing it into outer space, and so on.


    Moreover, it''s about a creature that not even Qin Muye''s... Evangelical Spirit Monsters could


    overpower.


    "Yes, Master. I will take care of it immediately, but I will need some money," an Evangelical Spirit Monster said.


    Qin Muye casually took out his wallet and threw it over: "Use whatever you need."


    How to say it, after all, the money was indeed safer with the Evangelical Spirit Monster than with Qin Muye himself. Apart from his magical power, Qin Muye''s physical fitness, reaction ability, and so forth were all on the level of an ordinary person, far from being a match for the combat power of an Evangelical Spirit Monster.


    Afterwards, Qin Muye turned his attention to the tall, thin ghost shadow, which was being held down without the ability to move.


    Last night, he had almost finished studying the head of the pumpkin-headed Evil Spirit, and now a new subject had just been delivered to his door.


    "Tian Qi, come here and hold it down. If this thing moves, just hit it with your tentacles," Qin Muye instructed, knowing he was no match for the tall, thin ghost shadow, whereas Tian Qi


    was.


    Tian Qi nodded, and his crimson robe began to wriggle. Tentacles spread out, restraining the limbs and tentacles of the tall, thin ghost shadow. With the assistance of other Evangelical Spirit Monsters, Qin Muye then took out a scalpel, considering opening up the creature for a


    thorough examination.No?v(el)B\\jnn