Steven had not expected Chu Feng to react so swiftly.
"ROAR! You damned..."
BOOM!
Chu Feng landed another heavy punch, blasting away the muscular demon that had rushed in from outside the church. He then turned his gaze back to Steven.
"Aren't your Satan's Sect and the Holy Advent Society on the same side?"
"Same side? Mr. Chu Feng, your thoughts are quite naive! Our Satan's Sect only believes in the guidance of the Morning Star!" Steven's expression was filled with devotion.
"I see, but I still choose to refuse!"
Upon hearing Chu Feng's refusal, Steven's devoted expression instantly darkened.
He reached out and patted the muscular demon, who had returned to his side. "It's up to you now. Take care of him!"
Just as Chu Feng felt puzzled by the other's arrogance, the muscular demon's bulky, rippling hand directly clutched Steven's head. Its other hand grabbed Steven's shoulder. With a slight exertion of force, a blood-streaked spine was directly pulled out.
