I'm a little bit cute after transforming.

Chapter 122 Venting Anger

Diana's healing and regeneration spells worked.

Isia on the ground trembled. Her hands, feet, and eardrums had been repaired, but unfortunately, her tongue and eyes had been gouged out, and the healing technique could not regenerate them.

Isia felt warm all over, and the pain gradually disappeared. She struggled to sit up, and Enoch went over and took her hand.

"Xiao Ya, it's all your brother's fault! I'm the one who dragged you into this!"

Isia saw nothingness before her eyes. She heard her brother's voice and tried to say something, but in the end, she could only make muffled sounds.

"I'm sorry, your sister's eyes and tongue are missing, and there's no cure for that."

Diana still told them the truth.

Upon hearing this, the two embraced and wept. After a long while, Enoch helped Isia up.

"Miss Diana! I'm entrusting my sister to you!"

Isia was terrified. She couldn't see or speak, which made her feel insecure. She didn't want her brother to leave again, and she clung tightly to Enoch's clothes with one hand.

Seeing that Isia was starting to panic, Enoch patted her head, calmed himself down, and comforted her:

"It's alright, Xiaoya. Miss Diana is a good person. She's the one who treated you. Go back with her first. Your brother has some things to do."

Isiah knew Diana and often heard rumors about her.

Besides her brother, the person she admires most is Diana. She admires her greatly for being so amazing as a girl.

A soft and cool sensation suddenly came from Isia's hand, which made her relax a little.

Diana took Isiah's hand.

"Don't worry, I'll take your sister to Aunt Candice first. Maybe she has a way to help her recover!"

Enoch bowed again, then glanced at his sister and turned to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

Diana felt Isiah's hand trembling. After hesitating for a moment, she finally called out to him, took out a white crystal from her bracelet, and placed a magic circle inside it.

"Take this. It contains a one-time spatial coordinate. You can activate it by crushing it. I'll be there soon."

Enoch was about to refuse when Diana interrupted him.

"Don't misunderstand, I just don't want to see your sister lose her brother too."

Enoch accepted the crystal with some complicated feelings, thanked him, and quickly left.

Diana tightened her grip on Isiah's hand.

"Don't worry, your brother will be fine. I'll help if he's in danger!"

Isia breathed a sigh of relief. The rumors about Diana were really too exaggerated; it seemed like there was nothing she couldn't do.

She wanted to say thank you, but only managed to whimper, which brought tears to her eyes again.

Diana felt a pang of sympathy and wiped away her tears. For a child in her early teens, it would take a long time to recover from such a blow.

Diana led her out of the basement and into the alleyway where they had started, where Claire was still waiting.

Claire glanced at the two of them.

Where is Enoch?

Diana shrugged.

He said he had something to do and left.

"How about it? Do you need me to give you a ride?"

Claire waved her hands repeatedly.

"Thanks! But really, you don't need to. I enjoy walking, and I can also enjoy the night view along the way."

Diana glanced around at the dark surroundings and didn't try to dissuade her; perhaps some people really did enjoy it.

"Then take your time browsing."

After saying that, the two disappeared from the spot.

Claire breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Diana leave.

"Looks like tonight is going to be anything but peaceful."

Claire walked out of the alley and onto the street, looking around at the dark street with a bewildered expression.

"By the way, where is this place?"

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A blur of motion swept by, and the dark inner city streets fell silent once more.

As Enoch drew closer to the inner city church, his anger grew fiercer, and a series of tragic images flashed through his mind. All he wanted now was to vent his rage.

At the church entrance, two churchgoers on guard noticed Enoch approaching with a gloomy expression.

"Hero! Please wait! The church is no longer accepting visitors!"

His Holiness the bishop has already given instructions: if the hero arrives, pull him away and prevent him from entering easily.

The believer was still waiting for the brave man to plead so he could apply his rhetoric word by word.

However, the hero was unpredictable. He only felt a flash of silver light before his eyes, and then he felt dizzy. He never understood why he was pulled away before he even tried to pull himself away.

Another believer felt a chill run down their spine. 'What's going on! This isn't what we agreed on!'

He only paused for a second before he met the same fate as the cultist in front of him.

Without even blinking, Enoch kicked open the church door.

Hearing the commotion, the bishop turned around and saw Enoch, who exuded a murderous aura, as well as the two corpses at the door.

He frowned slightly. He hadn't expected the hero to arrive so quickly. He didn't care about the two cultists killed by the hero, assuming that the hero was just severely traumatized and had a strong desire to kill. This was exactly what he wanted to see, as people's rationality often drops significantly when they are angry.

The bishop's face first showed a look of astonishment, then turned to indignation.

"Hero! Why are you doing this! Slaughtering church members is a grave crime. Even if they offended you, they don't deserve to die!"

Enoch suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter grew louder and louder.

"Great, great, great, that's wonderful!"

Enoch gripped the holy sword tightly and walked step by step toward the bishop.

The bishop frowned deeply. 'This is very wrong! What went wrong? This can't be!'

Several dark figures emerged from various corners and blocked the bishop's path.

"Brave warrior! You need to think this through carefully. If you continue down this wrong path, everything will be beyond repair!"

Enoch's eyes were cold, as if he were looking at a dead man. He had seen one of the eight people who imprisoned his sister at the church, and at that time he was absolutely certain that the church was behind it all.

Enoch took a step forward, his body shone with light, and his speed and strength increased dramatically as he charged toward the several men in black blocking his way.

Two men in black flanked Enoch from the left and right, while the other men in black scattered.

Enoch had just knocked back the people in front of him with two sword strikes when a gust of wind came from behind. He dodged several daggers by sidestepping them, and then used his sword to knock away several more daggers that were blocking his retreat.

"Hero! There must be some misunderstanding here. It's not too late to stop now!"

The next moment, Enoch transformed into a blur, responding to his words with his sword, and a clanging sound of metal clashing rang out.

A shield of holy light rose up in front of the bishop, blocking the sword.

Enoch roared, and cracks began to appear on the shield.

Cold sweat broke out on the bishop's forehead. Enoch's attitude was extremely resolute, and the plan had definitely been exposed. But he couldn't figure out where things had gone wrong. This was a big problem!

He began to feel afraid; the longer he lived, the more afraid he became of death.

'I have to escape! I'm no match for the hero! I'll have to ask the saintess for help!'

"Stop him!"

The sounds of fighting had already alerted many people, and with the bishop's order, a large number of believers poured into the church, and several men in black also rushed in.

A flash of white light emanated from Enoch's holy sword, and he cleaved a man in black in two, sword and all.

Many believers were unaware of what had happened and thought it was another vampire disturbance, so they all rushed forward.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the bishop escaped from the church without hesitation. He thought that it was impossible to wear down the hero with sheer numbers. The hero, wielding the holy sword, would never tire, and with his high level, he had no advantage in numbers.

The church was packed with people, and Enoch, in a bloodthirsty frenzy, relentlessly slaughtered those in front of him.

Like a god of death, he instilled fear in the followers in front of him. They wanted to escape, but found that they could not retreat at all; there were people all behind them.

The church's pristine white floor was stained red, and shouts of killing and screams echoed within. Even the white statue of the goddess was stained with a layer of blood.

Sacred Relic: Sword of the Hero

Strength: Indestructible, extremely sharp

Features: Exclusive to the brave, providing unlimited stamina, unleashing powerful strength in dire situations, attacks deal additional light attribute damage, and damage dealt to alien races is doubled!