Chapter 26: Still Lying! I Beg You, Just End It!

Father Charles looked pale, unable to speak.

This matter truly required his cooperation; it was impossible without him. After all, he was the "You" in "You are going to die."

He needed to die, just for a moment...

"So, I must die?" he asked, trembling.

If he could commit suicide, that would be excellent—far better than being beaten to death or torn apart alive.

Zhou Quan was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected Father Charles to accept his words so readily, but it was a good thing; it saved a lot of explanation.

"Not now," he shook his head. Recalling the draft he had mentally prepared on the way, he explained: "There is a monster inside my body. It will leave me today and attempt to kill you."

The matters regarding the Evil God’s Notebook and the deductions were too complex; this explanation was much easier to understand.

Father Charles's complexion worsened. *A beast within, is it? I understand. The last murderer I dealt with said the exact same thing.*

"I can cooperate, but can you make it quick?" he asked, gathering his courage.

Zhou Quan looked astonished and shook his head.

Father Charles’s heart sank to the bottom, his sense of despair reaching a new peak.

"Father, you misunderstand," Zhou Quan waved his hands, saying earnestly, "It’s not that I want to kill you; it’s the monster inside me that wants to kill you. I am here to protect you."

Father Charles trembled. *Still lying! I heard your inner voice! You said today is my turn!*

"Please rest assured, I will do everything in my power to defeat that monster and ensure your safety!" Zhou Quan’s expression was solemn.

He was serious. At this moment, no one wanted Father Charles to survive more than he did.

As he finished speaking, Zhou Quan focused his thoughts. *Upgrade the White Wolf King Identity Card! I must kill that thing before it can kill Father Charles!*

*Whoosh—*

An invisible force descended from the sky, instantly shattering the White Wolf King identity card. The fibers forming the card disintegrated at a microscopic scale, turning into countless tiny, glowing black particles, like a shimmering spherical nebula in the deep reaches of space.

Two seconds later, these black particles converged inward.

A brand-new card took form!

The back of the card was etched with a textured nebula pattern. If one focused on it, the nebula seemed to rotate slowly, radiating a mysterious, unfathomable light.

The front of the card depicted a white werewolf holding a golden cross. Its pupils were no longer scarlet but a profound black, reflecting a magnificent galaxy that spanned the heavens.

The thickness of the card had increased, shifting from a metallic texture to a stone-like one, carrying a significant weight.

[Old Testament Wolf King Identity Card]
[A noble king rumored to bathe in the glory of the divine; those who see it shall be blessed with good fortune.]
[Bathe in the glory of the divine: even if it is not a full moon, you can unleash the power of your lineage. After transforming, you can lock onto any target within a 100-meter radius, teleport behind them, and perform a tearing strike. This can be used twice consecutively. Outside of a full moon, each transformation lasts only three minutes, requiring a thirty-minute rest. (This slaughter shall be conducted in the name of God.)]

Several lines of small text floated before Zhou Quan’s eyes.

The White Wolf King identity card had been further strengthened into the Old Testament Wolf King identity card. Not only was the teleportation range expanded, but it could now be used twice consecutively. Barring any surprises, the physical capabilities of the Old Testament Wolf King were also superior to those of the White Wolf King.

Zhou Quan felt much more at ease. With this Old Testament Wolf King identity card, he was much more confident in protecting Father Charles.

At the same time, Zhou Quan’s achievement points decreased by four, leaving him with only one.

Father Charles remained silent for a long time before suddenly speaking, "Since the monster in your body hasn't appeared yet, can you let me have some quiet time alone?"

There were several "mailboxes" in the church. As long as he could put his intelligence into one, someone would surely come to collect it after his death. By then, the organization would certainly avenge him.

"I'm sorry, Father Charles," Zhou Quan shook his head, saying tactfully, "I don't know when the monster in my body will appear. You must stay by my side, otherwise, I cannot protect you properly."

Father Charles fell silent. He knew it was unlikely that Zhou Quan would give him an opening, and he was right.

At that moment, Zhou Quan turned his head and ordered, "Ni Hao, go close the church doors."

"Yes, Boss." Ni Hao swayed her hips, walked gracefully to the church entrance, closed the doors, and bolted them, ending the church's business for the day ahead of schedule.

Father Charles gave a miserable smile. *This is a hint that there is no way for me to pass on intelligence!*

"I need to use the restroom," he said through gritted teeth. There was also a mailbox in the restroom.

"We will accompany you," Zhou Quan said earnestly. "For safety's sake, I cannot let you out of my sight. My companion can wake me up when the monster appears."

He didn't mind the smell of Father Charles using the restroom. Father Charles was a good man; even after hearing he was about to be killed, he remained so composed. What was a little unpleasant odor compared to that?

Father Charles felt his scalp tingle. He imagined the strange scene of one person squatting while three people watched... *How am I supposed to pass on intelligence like this?*

"If you are standing right there, I can't go," he said, steeling himself.

Zhou Quan shook his head and said sincerely, "If you can't go once, go twice. Staying alive is more important than anything else, don't you think?"

Father Charles fell silent. *Staying alive is more important than anything—this is a clear threat!*

He looked despondent. He didn't want to say anything more, so he walked to a pew, sat down silently, and his face drained of all color.

"Ni Hao, sit next to Father Charles," Zhou Quan commanded. "Be observant. If Father Charles needs anything, remember to help him."

"Yes, Boss," Ni Hao replied, nodding obediently after returning from the door.

Zhou Quan turned and walked to the corner of the church, a full twenty meters away from Father Charles.

He called out, "Li Muci, come over to my side. If you see me fall asleep, wake me up."

The White Wolf King’s teleportation limit was ten meters, while the Old Testament Wolf King’s limit was one hundred meters. The distance between him and Father Charles was perfect; it prevented the White Wolf King possessed by the monster from tearing Father Charles apart, while allowing him to tear apart the monster's White Wolf King.

Li Muci walked over and sat opposite Zhou Quan. She placed her small hands on her knees, her back straight, her large, dark eyes focused intently on Zhou Quan’s face, her demeanor meticulous.

Zhou Quan had nothing to say to Li Muci, and Ni Hao had nothing to say to Father Charles.

The entire church fell into an eerie silence.

After a while, Zhou Quan suddenly coughed, causing Father Charles to shudder.

*Is it coming?* Father Charles was both startled and terrified.

But after waiting a few seconds, there was no movement; it was a false alarm. Father Charles felt like a death-row inmate waiting for his execution. He knew he was to be executed, but not exactly when, making every second agonizing.

Whenever Zhou Quan made the slightest movement, his heart would tighten.

Time ticked away, the sun sank below the horizon, and the final rays of twilight left the church walls...