"Holy Water... That's right, Holy Water! Lord, grant me the Holy Water to wash away my sins! Protect me!"
Warren looked around desperately amidst a terrifying vision. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he lunged for the mahogany altar beside him.
But in Li Wei's eyes, it was just a decorative oil lamp.
Without a moment's hesitation, Warren snatched the lamp, ripped off its glass shade, and poured the burning oil inside all over his head.
WHOOSH!
The fire instantly followed the oil, licking its way up Warren's robe. A violent blaze erupted, engulfing him completely.
"AAAAAAAHHH—!"
An unimaginable scream tore from Warren's throat, but his agonized cries were trapped within the room, heard only by the distant mountains.
