The mansion.
"Lord Ren, welcome back." The twins awkwardly performed their duties as maids.
"Dinner is ready." Rem spoke up.
During this time, the twins had learned to control their emotions when serving Ren, and he hadn't signed another contract with Rem.
But in reality, they didn't do much—just cleaning, slacking off, and resting. Ram's actions seemed meaningless, but she happily continued to slack off without worry.
"Come on, I'll show you the other Sin Archbishops of the Witch Cult." Ren stood up and said.
"I… can I go too?" Rem asked uncertainly. She understood that Ren valued her sister's abilities; she was just an extra.
"What's wrong, can you two sisters communicate mentally?"
"Well…"
"If not, then come together. You're just observing, not taking action." Ren didn't care about their opinions and walked straight out the door.
The twins followed behind him, leaving Priestella directly.
It wasn't far from Priestella. There was a luxurious castle—opulent, without guards, its gates wide open, yet no one chased them away.
The Sin Archbishops could sense each other's presence, so when Ren stepped inside, a white-haired young man emerged from the castle, and behind the gate was a crowd of girls.
"It's you again. You have no right to step here. This is an invasion of my rights, unforgivable." Regulus immediately lost his composure.
"I recently got two new maids. I'm bringing them out to see the world. Of course, if you stayed farther from Priestella, I wouldn't come looking for you."
"Where I live is my freedom. It's my right. You have no authority over where I stay."
"Oh? Provoking me?" Ren still faced him with a smile.
In response, Regulus erupted in a tirade. How could he let anyone look down on him, especially as a perfect Sin Archbishop?
Of course, Ren was also a fully adaptable archbishop. Normally, Ren should have been at a disadvantage in power, but unfortunately, Regulus was overconfident, talkative, and asexually detached. Ren didn't even need a trap; simply speaking was enough.
"Hey, do you believe that your wives won't be under the control of your power right now?" Ren asked with a smile.
"Impossible. They are all mine," Regulus said, not even seeing the other as human.
"Hmph." Ren rolled his eyes. His power had activated again. No complicated technique needed—just ask, and it worked.
Ren directly walked into Regulus' castle courtyard with the twins.
"Again ignoring me, again ignoring my rights, my territory. Unforgivable, unforgivable," Regulus shouted, throwing a handful of sand at Ren.
Countless grains of sand flew toward Ren and the others. Ren didn't move. Ram stepped forward, her powerful magic ready to destroy everything, yet the attack still couldn't break through.
"What?" Ram was shocked. But it was too late—she could only watch as the sand tore through them.
However, soon the three of them reappeared in the distance. Blood and shredded flesh vanished, as if nothing had happened. Yes, that idiot Regulus couldn't even kill his targets.
In fact, as long as Ren's power wasn't used, he was no different from ordinary people. Ram was surprised. They revived? And without feeling any pain.
Regulus continued hurling sand to shred them, but they quickly reappeared in new positions. Ram decided not to resist.
Both sides were wary of each other. What kind of abilities were these?
One could revive no matter how he was killed, and could even revive others. The other used sand as a weapon that could rival even powerful destructive magic.
Soon, Regulus stopped, staring at Ren with pure anger. "What did you do?"
His heart had returned to his body, paused for a few seconds in extreme pain. He nearly died.
"They no longer belong to you."
"Impossible! What did you do? How dare you touch my wives? Unforgivable!" Regulus began cursing wildly.
Ren appeared instantly in front of Regulus and punched him in the stomach.
Regulus immediately fell to his knees and vomited up stomach acid.
"Runny nose, Regulus, why didn't you listen to my advice? Now I want to kill you, and it's as easy as flipping a hand," Ren whispered.
"Bastard, your ability… how can it do this?" Regulus couldn't believe it.
His invincible ability had been broken.
He tried to transfer his heart into his wives again, but it didn't work.
His adaptability was supposed to be perfect, his ability supposed to be the strongest.
"Fighting isn't a child throwing sand around. It's intelligence. You don't even know what my ability is, so how can you win? Tell me, what do you think I should do? You cause panic in my city again and again?" Ren's voice was calm, without anger or fluctuation.
Regulus refused to accept it.
"My ability is perfect. I am the strongest. Give me back what belongs to me. It's my right," he said.
Listening to him babble annoyed Ren.
He punched Regulus in the face again, making it swell instantly.
"You trample on my rights, I will kill you!" Regulus grabbed a handful of earth and tried to shred Ren.
But it was useless.
Ren quickly reappeared and punched again.
Regulus was terrified of the pain.
He hadn't felt pain in a long time, and the earlier pain was unforgettable.
When Ren struck again, he immediately used his ability.
Seeing that a single punch had no effect, Ren started punching continuously.
Regulus cursed for three seconds, then stopped and began begging.
"We are all Sin Archbishops. The Cult will not allow you to do this," Regulus said, his eyes full of fear.
This was the fear of death.
"Oh." Ren continued hitting him.
The next moment, because his heart hadn't moved for five seconds, Regulus lost his ability and was hit directly in the face by Ren's punch, leaving a deep dent.
"I was really wrong, please forgive me, Lord Ren, Lord Ren." Regulus tried to grab Ren's leg, begging for mercy. He finally understood—Ren was serious.
"Regulus, I warned you before. Pandora stopped you last time, and you didn't learn your lesson. Now you come to my city to spread fear? Didn't I say, don't provoke me, and I won't care where you are?"
"Lord Ren, I swear I won't make the same mistake again. I'll leave Priestella immediately and will never come back." Regulus no longer dared to act arrogantly.
"Unfortunately, you only started begging because you realized you'd die. Words are useless." Ren continued to smash his fists into Regulus' face.
Seeing that begging had no effect, Regulus started cursing, but no matter what he said, it didn't harm Ren at all.
The twins watched the entire scene. This time, they truly witnessed the twisted nature of the Witch Cult, that illogical cruelty.
Finally, Regulus was beaten to death by Ren's fists. After removing his gloves, Ren pushed open the door and saw women huddled together, trembling.
They all had numbers on them, their appearances and races varied, but there was no doubt—they were all extremely beautiful.
Regulus would have chosen to torture, but usually after destroying their appearance, he would just kill them.
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