Davis took a deep breath, then closed his eyes and slowly released his vast spiritual power, instantly covering the surrounding dozens of kilometers.

He sensed the location of those goons without much effort.

Davis suddenly opened his eyes.

Without saying anything, he walked in that direction and quickly approached along the stone road.

...

In a cottage.

"Boss, this kid seems to be dying."

The guard in leather armor raised his head and asked, "If you continue hitting him, this kid will be beaten to death by you."

A young man was lying on the floor of the living room. He had been beaten to the point of fainting. His face and body were bruised and purple, making it abundantly clear that he had just been severely beaten.

"He's going to die soon?"

The person who had beaten him frowned and looked to the side. The room was in a mess. There were two people who were breathing in and out. There was a bulging wallet on the table.

He simply said indifferently, "F*ck, who told them to lie to me? They didn't want to pay the money and wanted to hide it from me. They deserve to be beaten to death. It's a good opportunity to show the civilians and warn them not to have any nasty thoughts.

"F*ck, a portion of the money paid was my commission, and they still dared to lie to me. They deserved to be beaten to death."

"Haha, as you say, Captain."

The guard revealed a cruel and hideous smile and continued to use his fists to greet the young man.

Very soon, the young man's head tilted and he died... He had been beaten for a long time, and his injuries were very serious, especially his stomach that had already swelled up. One look was enough to tell that the deceased had suffered very serious internal injuries.

The guard's face did not change at all. He ruthlessly wiped the blood off his hands.

He casually threw the body to the side and hardly seemed willing to collect the body.

Just like that, a family of three in Bourne Town was killed.

...

After collecting the money in the purse, they prepared to go to the next house.

"Captain, we won't incur the wrath of the church by doing this, right?"

"Hehe, a few old guys with divine spells have basically gone to the Vatican to congratulate the pope. The only one left has gone missing. By the time someone comes back to take care of it, we'll have already erased the traces."

"Besides, we're following the mayor's orders. What are you afraid of?"

"Hehe, you're right. The mayor has a very good relationship with the few priests in the church. With those people helping to speak up, those old geezers probably won't investigate further..."

"It's good that you know!"

The two of them chatted and laughed along the way and arrived at a new house.

Without knocking on the door, they directly pushed it open and entered.

"The next house is here."

The captain was the first to prepare to enter.

At this moment, a voice came from behind.

"Your next stop is—hell!"

Davis finally arrived. His face was expressionless as he walked towards the two of them step by step. "Let me send you off!"

"Who are you?!"

The two guards in the town were shocked when they heard a voice appearing all of a sudden. The captain in the middle also started shouting loudly.

When they saw that the person who was walking towards them was just a guy wearing civilian clothes, they realized that it was just a false alarm.

They could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

Just as the two of them were about to flare up, an extremely terrifying aura enveloped them. It was as if a mountain was pressing down on their bodies.

Davis felt that he did not need to waste his saliva.

One of his eyes suddenly turned red, like lava in the abyss that could burn a person's soul clean.

An invisible but vast spiritual power was suddenly released, like tentacles extending into their souls.

Fear appeared across both the men's faces, but they realized that their bodies were unable to move at all. Even their thoughts began to slow down and become sluggish.

They were just like a stone statue...

It was a gaze from the devil.

"You... Who...are You?"

The guard pulled at his own mouth and asked. The fear in his heart was so overwhelming that it turned into words.

That 'pariah' actually had an extraordinary power.

Davis's expression was very bad, his face as cold as frost. He walked towards the two of them step by step, recalling the scene he had just seen.

In the living room, the young man and his parents' family of three were still emitting warmth from their bodies.

Davis took a deep breath, and suddenly stared into the two men's eyes.

His gaze was like an evil ghost, fixated on the two guards who looked like bandits.

"Breaking into houses, illegally collecting taxes, and murdering people for money." Davis's tone was almost as cold as ice. "According to the laws of the kingdom and the church, the two of you will be buried together with this family."

Murderous intent!

The two guards were scared to death by Davis's strong murderous intent.

There was no doubt that he had the intention to kill!

"Don't... Don't, k-k-kill Us."

"We are the mayor's people!" The guard captain's voice trembled and he quickly said, "The mayor, he has a good relationship with the priests of the church. I… We're just following orders."

"And the laws of the kingdom are to protect the interests of the nobles."

The other person immediately added. "No one would really punish the nobles for the sake of a few civilians. You can't use the law to punish us. That would be equivalent to offending the local mayor and the priests!"

The two of them were really a little afraid to be killed by the person in front of them who seemed to have little experience.

Therefore, they immediately revealed their friends in high places.

However, Davis from Paradise Island could care less about that. His expression did not change at all.

"You're guilty, but I will not punish you with the law because you don't deserve such a dignified death. I will make your souls regret doing such a thing. Pay the price for what you have done..."

He suddenly raised his hand and had a cold gaze.

Snap! A crisp sound rang out, and he snapped his fingers.

In the next moment, the two 'bandits' suddenly felt that their minds had been pierced by ten thousand needles, while ants seemed to be gnawing at their hearts.

The pain that surpassed the limits of physical endurance surged over.

They let out extremely shrill screams, and their facial features began to distort from the pain. Their faces were filled with pain, and tears flowed down their faces...

"Ahhh —— kill me!!"

"Please, kill me!!!"

They roared crazily, praying that Davis would give them a quick death.

However, the situation was just as Davis said: he wanted to make sure that their souls regretted doing such heinous things.

As a result, their souls were trembling severely.