After a war operation, the most important thing for everyone is to rest, and most people want to sleep quietly all day.

But Zhang Bai can't sleep, he still has a lot to think about. The most important priority is Mu Jing's injury.

When the Roman doctor heard that someone was injured, he volunteered to see the injury for Mu Jing, but it turned out that only a little skin had been cut, and the injury was getting better very quickly.

Therefore, Mu Jing's injury itself is not terrible, what is terrible is why it is injured. Mu Jing's body is a special kind of divine consciousness, not some fleshy body, and the divine consciousness can be destroyed, but it is impossible to shed blood.

Zhang Bai pulled out the sturdyly bound Pasha, took out the scimitar, placed it in front of him, and posed as if he was ready to torture to extract a confession.

"Your knife seems to be quite powerful, is it a treasure?" asked Zhang Bai.

"This is called the blood knife, the knife is like lightning, and the opponent will die instantly if he leaves traces in the knife. "Pasha doesn't hide it either. "This is a treasure given to me by Ahurama by my exploits. ”

"This knife has its own magic attack, is it still poisonous, and if you hurt our companion, will she die?" asked Zhang Bai. Pasha looked at him a little strangely: "Could it be that she was stabbed and has not died until now?"

Zhang Bai didn't want to talk to him, Mu Jing really didn't have any problems at all, but Zhang Bai was worried. Now it seems that the Pasha did not know much about the knife either.

"Then do you know about the Blood Netherworld Sect, or do you know anyone from the Blood Netherworld Sect?" Zhang Bai changed the subject.

"Aren't you the Dharma King of the Blood Cult?" asked Pasha rhetorically.

"I'm not a Dharma King, but I have a lot to do with the Blood Cult. Zhang Bai turned his face to look around, and Brother Ma was beside him.

"But how did you learn about the Blood Soul Sect?"

Pasha didn't dare to speak, Zhang Bai smiled: "You'd better cooperate, what I'm best at is to let people tell the truth, don't worry, I'm not the type of bloody confession, that's too rude." ”

Pasha still hesitated, although he sensed that the child opposite was the leader of the whole group. But just a child, he doesn't know what to talk about?

"You're not like a member of the Blood Cult, he's a bit like you!" Pasha pointed at Brother Ma and finally spoke, "I don't know, what do you want to know?"

"There are many, such as where is the headquarters of the Blood Immortal Sect, who is the leader, what is the purpose, and so on. You can tell me everything you know, and I'll keep it a secret. Zhang Bai made a joke.

He had actually asked Brother Ma these questions a long time ago, but the organization of the Blood Underworld Sect was very tight, and Brother Ma knew too little about the situation.

"There is no need to keep it secret, a lot of people I know know know about it. Pasha said, "The alliance between Zoroastrianism and the Blood Cult is not a secret. ”

"The rise of Sassanid Persia was originally a religious revolution, and we elected King Ardashir as the head of the religion and introduced loyal believers into the army, which greatly boosted the morale of the army.

We have also rebuilt the mighty Persian Immortal Army, and the Parthian cavalry is like a freshly baked loaf of bread in the face of the valiant undead legions.

The starting point of all this is the union of Zoroastrianism and the Blood Cult. The spells of the Blood Immortal Sect are quite powerful, but the number of people is very small.

They are generous and willing to share these spells. It is said that their purpose is also to build a kingdom headed by a king, and to create a heavenly kingdom on earth, which is exactly the same as our ideals. So the two sides came to an agreement, they taught us the magic, and we came out to fight and unify the two rivers to the vast region of India.

On this great path, the countries of Rome, Parthia, Kushan, Kangju, etc., are all our enemies. If they don't wake up in time, we will completely defeat and destroy them, and this is their spiritual salvation. The more Pasha spoke, the more agitated he became, smiling, his eyes glowing with fanaticism.

"Mind you, on this path, there is an ancient country called Armenia, is it also an enemy?" Zhang Bai said with a smile, Pasha is an Armenian.

"You kid is cunning," the glint in Pasha's eyes went out, replaced by a fierce expression.

Armenia is in the remote mountainous region and does not stand in anyone's way. By joining the Zoroastrian cause, we can naturally be a part of this great achievement, and thanks to our sacrifices, the people of Armenia will enjoy eternal peace. ”

"But Al Hilal has already sent troops to attack Armenia, don't you know?" This information is vague, but it is also somewhat substantiated.

Zhang Bai, a liberal arts student, studied world history, and Sassanid Persia did attack Armenia when it rose, which he vaguely remembered, but he had no memory of the specific time at all.

At this time, it is just a temptation.

Sure enough, upon a try, Pasha's face turned red.

He suddenly became very agitated, and howled almost in despair: "This is a great cause, which will eventually bring eternal peace, you understand nothing like them, I am not a traitor, I am the one who loves Armenia the most, our sacrifice is sacred, and will eventually be understood and praised by all Armenians." Pasha's tears almost burst out of his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Zhang Bai and Brother Ma glanced at each other, and both of them were a little moved. "I understand, the cause is great, and the road is tortuous, right?" Zhang Bai said tolerantly.

"You... Belch... That's right!" Pasha was a little surprised, his eyes swept over the faces of the two of them, and he calmed down a little.

"Thank you for saying so much, saving me from using magic. I don't hate your cause, but it doesn't have to be war to build your kingdom of heaven on earth. Zhang Bai said.

"Of course, I'm not here to argue about this, I just want to know more about the Blood Cult and the Sasanian situation, so let's just ask him instead?" he pointed at Brother Ma, "If you cooperate, maybe we can let you go without damage, I'm serious." ”

Brother Ma asked because Brother Ma was originally the night envoy of the Blood Underworld Sect, and he knew more about the situation inside. At the same time, if Brother Ma came to ask, it would also be convenient for Zhang Bai to secretly perform the Moon Realm technique on the side to verify the authenticity.

Brother Ma nodded to Pasha, "What we want to know most is the situation at the top of the Blood Underworld Sect, I know that the Blood Underworld Sect almost never crosses the level of contact, but as far as I know, there is a person above the Dharma King who is called the prince, I don't know if you have heard of it?"

Pasha began to hesitate again, but Zhang Bai couldn't wait, if someone found out their identity, it was possible to report the Blood Underworld Sect, then the hidden danger needed to be eliminated as soon as possible.

By this time, the sky was already dark, and the golden edge of sunlight was stretching over the dim ground several kilometers below.

They were on a spaceship high in the sky and could see the beauty of dawn earlier than most.