Donald's compromise meant that both teams gave up resistance altogether.

In fact, they couldn't resist.

The gap-like gap between the Domination Level and the Awakening Level is not something that can be made up by simply relying on numbers, otherwise the Holy Maiden Society would not have been as completely defeated as it was on Abyss Island in the first place.

Not to mention that this place is the base camp of the Righteous Sect in the true sense, even if Donald and the others go out and fight to kill the dominant level in front of them at the cost of serious injuries or even death, how can the Knights of the Righteous Sect who occupy half of the street outside stand and watch.

Fortunately, the Righteous Sect is different from other sects after all, they may have strict sanctions against aliens, but until their guilt is determined, the Righteous Sect will never use lynching or some disgusting means to force them to comply.

This is the bottom line of the Righteous Sect as the most powerful and widely believed orthodox sect in the Lane Empire.

That's why Donald made the decision to tie his hands down.

His hands were shackled, and for a moment Donald only felt that his breathing was a little unsmooth, and he looked down at the magic pattern on the shackles and their chains, this time not only was his talent, but even his own mental power could no longer be used.

"Don't be delusional about untying it, this shackle is for Xenopaths, and the crippled circle engraved on it is one of the core circles of our sect, and from the moment you put on the shackles, all your power will be completely imprisoned...... This is a magic effect. ”

The shackles to Donald were one of the captains of the Order, one of the few knights who stood in the lobby with the middle-aged man.

"I have a clear conscience and trust that you will give me a fair verdict, so I'm not prepared to try. ”

By this time, Donald had completely calmed down, looked directly into the other party's eyes and said.

As for the so-called magic effect, he knew a little bit about it.

The righteous gods of justice are known by some special names, such as the equal hand, the god of disability, and the god of justice.

The nickname for the disabled god comes from the fact that the deity is often depicted in religious paintings as an elderly one-armed warrior with a blood-stained bandage around his injured eye.

This is why the Righteous Sect celebrates ritual prayer on the 13th day of every month as the Day of Disability.

And this kind of prayer is not meaningless or simply to express one's faith, in fact it has a wide range of functions, the most important of which is that the sect can be blessed by God and gain the power to use magic through this prayer ceremony.

This situation can be simply compared to the monthly payroll, God is the boss of the denominational group, and the 13th of each month is the payday.

And those who receive a salary, that is, the right to use the magic arts, can use this power to accomplish some special things.

The best example is the shackles in Donald's hand, and if you pray on the day of disability, you will get the corresponding magic in this regard, and by injecting the disability magic into the shackles, you can achieve this seemingly unbelievable imprisoning effect.

This kind of shackles does not have a keyhole, let alone a sealing array, but with these few runes, even if it is worn by a dominant-level powerhouse, the end will be no different from Donald.

Because this is the power of the gods, if there is no equal or superior power to the god of justice, it can only be subject to it!

"Interestingly, whether you are righteous or evil, at least you have a good group of companions, even I have to admit that. ”

Taking a step back, he looked Donald up and down, he saw everything that had happened before, and if nothing else, at least he was quite moved by the camaraderie between these people.

"Of course, I know that, so I can't live up to their expectations. ”

Donald knew that he was carrying everyone's expectations on his shoulders, and now there was no turning back, so he paused and continued,

"I wonder where we're going next?"

"Of course, it's the Inquisition within the sect, you will be temporarily detained as alien criminals, and we will investigate this matter, including the investigation of the two ladies over there, and we will have a fair verdict, as it has always been. ”

"Hmm...... Thank you. ”

The Inquisition, the name is a title that makes people feel hairy in their hearts for all aliens, and even Donald was a little distracted for a while, so he just responded casually.

"Let's go!"

With a wave of the middle-aged man's hand, Donald and his party were surrounded and left the hotel.

Clustering may not be appropriate, but it should be ...... Escort!

This kind of parade would make anyone feel uncomfortable, and the pointing and gossip of passers-by is a kind of bruising on a person's dignity in itself, but Donald did not bow his head at this time, but strutted without the slightest timidity.

Anthony and the others behind him also did not flinch, and they had full confidence in the man walking in front of them.

He said it's okay, then it must be okay!

But the people on Horn's side were a little lost at this time.

Who can be selected to participate in this mission, where can there be stupid people, this sudden reversal and crisis, even fools can smell something wrong from it, let alone their group of strangers.

Suzanne had been following Horn's side, her face full of desire to speak, and Pence was clenched into fists, her face flushed, I don't know if it was because of anger or other emotions.

Even the always calm Boglo had a calm face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Horn and Semir, who were the only two to be treated specially, were also a little overwhelmed at this time, and just followed the team aimlessly.

According to the letter, if the Righteous Sect did send the two of them back to Dmingham at the end, Horn could guarantee that he and Semir would not be harmed.

His own identity, the identity of Semir...... How can the laws of Dmingham bind them?

However, this is the case, and Horn will feel at a loss at this time.

Donald and his companions support each other and trust each other, is he Horn Shelley a man with a cold nature?

After such a long journey, we have shared ups and downs along the way, even Pence and him are excellent friends now, not to mention Suzanne and Boglow, who have a good relationship, finally reached the moment when they were about to complete their mission, and when they returned, they would all be heroes.

But now everything has suddenly changed drastically.

If the letter was indeed from the city of Dirmingham, it would have put him and Semir in the position of a traitor.

He suddenly became the one who abandoned his teammates and survived alone.

What would Boglo think of him?

What will Donald and his party think of him?

In the lobby before, he and Donald who turned around looked at each other for a moment, and he could see the anger and murderous intent in those eyes clearly!

What made Horn even more desperate was that the last thing he wanted seemed to him to be doomed.

As the team moves forward.

From the foot of the hill to the top of the mountain, Donald finally saw the whole picture of the Temple of Justice, the solemn and magnificent architectural layout, the towering relief stone pillars standing outside, symbolizing the Righteous Sect with the shield as the base, the war hammer and the balance of the scales are carved into stone and stand in the center of the square in front of the Temple of Justice.

They did not go inside, but were taken directly to another place on the right.

Only Semir and Julia remained, and they were to be examined by the Righteous Sect.

"Big Donald ......"

Julia looked back at Donald and shouted softly before being taken away.

"Julia, don't be nervous, the Righteous Sect will not embarrass you, after all, you are also a victim, you have to cooperate with them, make the right choice at the right time, you have to protect yourself!"

Donald had something to say, too, but not just for Julia.

You must understand......

No matter where you come from, Julia's safety is up to you!

The believers of the Righteous Sect next to him were urging again, and Donald turned around, his gaze finally falling on the shadow behind Julia.

Sweep by, don't stop.

"I understand, Big Brother Donald, you have to be careful. ”

Julia followed the middle-aged man and Semir into the Temple of Justice.

The shadow does not change at all because it hides itself in the deepest depths.

Inside the Inquisition.

The layout here is actually not much different from that of the prison, if you have to say the difference, it is probably cleaner and tidier here, and there are a lot of religious items of the Righteous Sect around, and there are no imaginary horror torture instruments or injection tables of any special medicine.....

Donald's bed in the prison was not so much a prison as a small room, with beds, washstands, and self-flushing toilets, and they were spotless, apparently cleaned frequently, and there was even a small bookshelf next to it, on which were placed some religious books published by the Righteous Sect, two of which Donald had read, but he was really not in the mood to read them at this time.

Turning his head to watch the iron door in front of him slowly close, Donald remained silent.

Naturally, it was impossible for the group to be locked together, and in order to prevent them from communicating with each other, each of them was separated by one or two cells, even Finger was locked in a small iron cage at this time.

And among them, there were other aliens or other characters specially planted, and opposite Donald, it happened to be the two demonic dependents who had been imprisoned in the cage by the Knights of the Righteous Sect that they had seen on the street before.

After a while, the knights who had escorted them over left one after another, leaving only a group of guards behind.

Because of the disability and shackles, they are all just ordinary people now, and a team of knights with the strength of the power level is enough to take care of them.

Not to mention that the Inquisition itself has been subjected to a wide range of divine magic, here, not to mention talent, spiritual power, even strange objects and magic weapons are forbidden to use, even auxiliary spatial strange objects such as spatial rings can no longer be used.

The power of God is indisobedient to mortals!

Donald was a little unbelieving at first, but after several attempts without any talent or strange response, he raised his hand and patted the futon behind him as if appointed, glanced sideways at the "cellmate" opposite, and after a while, he simply lay down, his hands behind his head, and looked at the ceiling in the cell.

"Unless it is equal to it or beyond the power of its existence, it can be unlimited...... But the people who are locked up here are all mortal beings, how can they have the same power, that's why you are so casual, and you don't even take away the strange things and weapons on our bodies......"

Donald whispered to himself, and after a while he turned sideways again, looking at the wall next to him, the corners of his mouth quietly grinning.

Hey!

I'm not mortal!