The Greatest Sinner

The informant hadn't seen Evan's memories from his past life, but he was amazed at what he was able to see. Two things surprised him, the first was the power of the demons Evan used, and the second was the dark space inside the young man where the black lion and the giant rat slept. It was something unbelievable.

The informant looked at Evan and asked, stunned: "Who the hell are you? Those weird demon spells and those two entities..."

The man was in real shock. Evan was also surprised, but for a very different reason.

<Is... my power different from what the members of the "Demonic Tree" use? I'm sure a man like him must surely have information about some of the spells the members of the "Demonic Tree" use. What's more, he doesn't seem to have seen the memories from my past life, otherwise, he wouldn't have been shocked but horrified. Okay, I'll find out for myself now.>

Evan let the informant see his memories not because it was the price for his services. He was curious to know how the ability worked and what the informant's reaction would be. Now Evan had no reason to let him live.

Evan had already used the "Eye of Truth" and seen the informant's "Pillar of Sou "l. The man was at the stage - "One Pointed Star" - and had broken through the first "Barrier." He was stronger than Evan from that point of view, but in a real fight, it wasn't just the strength level that was decisive.

Evan's crimson "Warp" swirled, and his arms were enveloped in darkness a second later. He instantly attacked the informant, aiming straight for the heart. The man managed to bounce aside to activate one of the formations in the building.

Dozens of chains instantly emerged from the walls and tried to grab Evan, but Evan had already cast "Ball Lightning" by that moment. The high-powered electrical discharge destroyed all the chains in a single attack.

"You fucking madman! Do you think you can attack me in my own house?! You're a real idiot!" Shouted the man and activated two more formations.

Moreover, at that moment, a tall blond man burst into the room. He attacked Evan sharply. The young man dodged a direct hit, and turned around with all his might, and kicked his opponent in the head.

To Evan's surprise, the blond man's head flew off his shoulders and into the wall, but he still continued to fight. What's more, there was no blood flowing from his neck. Only then did Evan realize that the blond man was not a man but a living puppet.

< It's interesting, I couldn't even tell the difference between him and an average person. I thought it was just some silent and cold person.>

Whoosh.

Evan cast the fireball once more and destroyed the living puppet. Its parts were scattered all over the room.

But, by that point, Evan was already in huge trouble, the informant had activated dozens of prearranged formations. In just a few seconds, Evan was immobilized, and his mana flows were blocked. He couldn't even move a finger.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, you amused me. It's a shame you destroyed that puppet, they're worth a lot, but you're definitely more valuable. You know demon spells that even the members of the "Demonic Tree" aren't aware of, just great."

The informant made sure that Evan's hands were firmly grasped. He couldn't let Evan draw and activate some demon's sigil.

"What am I supposed to do with you? Should I sell you, or maybe you can teach me how to use these strange spells? Then I'll probably let you go, hahah." He was pleased that he could grab Evan, but a second later, the man realized something was wrong.

Evan was calm, and there was no emotion on his face. At that moment, one of Evan's recent memories flashed through the informant's mind. His face contorted with horror, and he tried to escape, but it was too late.

"Sigil of 70th Demon - Prince Seere, activation," Evan said calmly.

At that moment, the sigil drawn on Evan's back glowed brightly.

The red energy appeared around him, and a second later, there was a snow-white knight's spear in his hand. All chains were instantly destroyed.

The informant activated the most powerful protection spell he had. Moreover, he used all of his magical artifacts to maximize this spell. A crystal shield appeared in front of him, it was strong enough to withstand the attack of a second-rank monster.

Swing.

Evan swung his spear, and the powerful shield was shattered into tiny shards, and the informant's hand was hurt. Half of the entire building was destroyed, a deafening explosion created by that single swing alone rumbled through the entire area.

The informant looked at Evan in horror. He was unlucky to have been so late in paying attention to that memory. Before he left for Inlas, Evan had drawn a demon sigil on his back. He'd made it just right for these dangerous situations. The informant couldn't go through every one of Evan's memories in one second, it took time. He had seen the most vivid and memorable ones first, and then the rest, so he didn't notice this fact, which was fatal for him.

Evan calmly approached the man. He plunged the spear into the ground, and the whole building shook. This weapon had incredible destructive power.

He leaned over and calmly said: "You've looked at my memories, now it is my turn."

The man didn't know what Evan was talking about. Evan didn't have an eye as unique as his, the man thought Evan didn't know what he was talking about. But, Evan, too, was capable of seeing other people's memories.

Evan quickly cut himself and drew a sigil.

"Sigil of 71st Demon - Duke Dantalion, the second level, activation." 

The book appeared in the young man's "Nirvana," and Evan immediately said his wish. As a price, the demon asked for 20 years of his life. It was a lot, but now Evan was willing to make a similar sacrifice.

Any informant knew hundreds of times more than other people, but this man was a unique case. Because of this man could look at other people's memories, he knew a thousand times more than others. There were the memories of dozens or even hundreds of people in him.

When the price had been paid, a tattoo appeared in the palm of Evan's hand in the shape of a book with its mouth open.

"No, no, no! Let me go, please!" The informant begged for mercy, but Evan didn't even move.

He roughly grabbed the man's head, and the tattoo glowed. At that moment, he began to devour the informant's memories.

Evan was taking them for himself, not just looking at them like the informant did. It could be told that at this point, the informant's identity was slowly disappearing. There was an enormous number of memories, and it took some time to absorb them all.

Evan removed his hand from the man's face, and the tattoo disappeared from his palm.

"Done." Mumbled Evan looking at the blank stare of the informant. The man was now a mere puppet with no memories. Evan took everything out of him without a trace.

Bam.

Evan delivered a swift palm strike to the man's chest, killing him.