The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO-Chapter 824 - 726: The True Satan

Yang Tian's words caused everyone's faces to change drastically.

Are the stone statues in this cave actually filled with human corpses? Could they be the missing believers from those years?

Yang Tian ran his Divine Sense toward the stone statues, and soon discovered a protruding switch behind each. With a wave of his hand, he cast a Spirit Talisman onto them.

Bam!

The Spirit Talisman struck the switches one by one behind each of the stone statues.

In an instant, sounds of stone moving cracked through the air. As everyone looked at the statues, they soon found the faces of these golems rotating, revealing faces long devoid of life. The entire cave held dozens of such golems, each sealed with a corpse inside.

These corpses had long been preserved with formaldehyde.

That's why they hadn't decayed over the years.

Moreover, the corpses maintained the state they were in at death—eyes wide open in fear, with mouths agape, their tongues already cut out.

"They really are corpses!"

Everyone's faces changed drastically.

Phil'Er turned pale, trembling as she approached to search. No one could tell how long it took before a voice full of despair and agony cried out, "Louis..."

"So, you're saying that the ones sealed in the stone statues are indeed the religious figures who vanished four years ago?"

The crowd exchanged looks full of terror.

However, the few old believers showed an added layer of fear and began retreating, wanting to leave this place.

But Yang Tian struck with a Heaven-shattering Seal, instantly killing three of the old believers. The last one fell to his knees, shivering, "Please, don't kill me, I'll tell you everything..."

"Speak, what kind of religious ceremony is this?"

Yang Tian said coldly.

"It's the Sect Leader's demand. Five years ago, he began capturing religious figures, from every sect, especially the leaders and administrators. He would trap them here in the statues, turning each into a terrifying golem puppet. By collecting forty-nine of such golems, it would bring blessings to our church."

After a pause, the old believer stammered, "The Sect Leader ordered us to cut out their tongues, then preserve them alive in the statues with formaldehyde. But eventually, we experienced some strange phenomena we believed the Satanic Spirit disapproved of, so we stopped..."

Hearing this, the other believers burst into an uproar.

They never imagined that the Sect Leader had ordered the capture of other religious figures five years ago.

If word got out, it would surely incite public outrage and probably draw the entire Mexican religious community here to slaughter them.

After all, those trapped in the stone statues were all believers from various churches.

"Your time for weeping will come."

Yang Tian smiled coldly. He didn't immediately deal with them, but called Ines Fu: "Pope, we've found your daughter, she's not dead. We are on an isolated island in the Eastern seas within the Barbaric Zone, the headquarters of the Satanic Church. Satan II is dead but there are believers from other churches trapped in the stone statues..."

"What? Are there also people from our Catholic Church?"

The pope asked instinctively.

"Yes, your people are among them too."

Yang Tian replied.

"This Satan II, what nerve! So the disappearance of the religious figures five years ago was his doing? Not only our church, but believers from other churches disappeared too. This so-called Satanic Church will face a manhunt from all the churches!"

On the other end of the phone, Ines Fu's face was icy, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Bring your people here, I'll send you the coordinates now."

Yang Tian said before hanging up.

Ines Fu arrived swiftly; less than half a day later, with numerous followers, he surrounded the island by ship. As gunshots rang out, they rushed toward the cave.

Walking into the cave, Ines Fu heard a sorrowful cry.

Looking ahead, he saw his daughter Phil'Er crying in front of a golem. He hurried over, only to see a corpse within the golem, well-preserved, unmistakably Louis. He froze, "Daughter, Louis's disappearance four years ago, he came here?"

"Dad..."

Phil'Er sobbed deeply, throwing herself into Ines Fu's arms, crying aloud.

Ines Fu held Phil'Er tightly, constantly consoling her, "It's alright, everything is alright now. No one can bully you anymore..."

Overwhelmed with sorrow, Phil'Er drifted to sleep in Ines Fu's arms, as he gestured to the other followers, "Capture all the Satanic Church members here, I want them to receive the severest punishment!"

"Yes!"

The crowd nodded, then rushed toward the Satanists lying incapacitated on the ground.

"Don't kill us, we don't know anything..."

The Satanists cried out in terror.

The old believer, pale-faced, tried to sneak away, but Yang Tian quickly appeared before him, speaking lightly, "Tell me, how many corpses does your ceremony require to invoke blessings?"

"I... I don't know... I know nothing..."

The old believer trembled all over.

Bam!

Yang Tian ripped off the man's arm with a tear of his hand.

The old believer couldn't endure, emitting cries of agony, "I'll tell, I'll tell everything... The Sect Leader said the entire hall must be stained with the blood from the golems to invoke a blessing to Satan..."

"Really?"

A cold smile flitted across Yang Tian's eyes as he said, "No need to take them away. I'll seal all of them in the golems, to test whether the so-called ritual truly exists!"

Suddenly, the crowd erupted.

The Satanists turned pale, trembling all over, "Please, spare us, please spare us..."

"Spare you?" Yang Tian sneered, "When Louis and the others were sealed by you heretics, did you spare them? So today, you'll all face retribution. I intend to find out whether this so-called religious ceremony indeed exists!"

Upon hearing Yang Tian's words, fear filled the Satanists' eyes, "You... you are the true Satan... a Satan who kills without batting an eye..."