On a bleak night, the sea breeze with a faint fishy smell slanted the moon waves. A few ghostly figures silently touched the island, making the night that should have been peaceful no longer peaceful.

The prison guard with a beard on his face hummed a small tune, he was in a good mood after the check, and thought about going back to the monitoring room to drink two drinks.

He opened the iron door of the outer cell as usual, and before he could lean out, he was suddenly clamped by the neck.

The terrifying force, coupled with the cold metallic touch, made him feel frightened and scared.

"Loose, let go! You, you-"

The strength tightened more and more, and the whites of the prison guard's eyes turned outward, and he was about to lose his breath.

In the midst of the struggle, he seemed to see an unkempt head, smiling at him with its mouth wide open.

"Wait, stop this rude guy and leave a mouth alive!"

In the distance, a middle-aged man in a wide monk's robe walked quickly, and with great difficulty broke the iron claws that clamped the prison guard.

"Come here, Iron Claw, don't disturb the Godfather's inquiry!"

A young man wearing a colored alloy mask beckoned to the owner of the iron claws. The latter snorted dissatisfiedly and walked over with some reluctance.

The man known as the Godfather smiled kindly, and he picked up the suffocating prison guard and folded his hands in front of his chest.

"Don't be afraid, God will not kill innocents indiscriminately, as a devout churchman, please tell me where God imprisons me?"

"What congregation, oracle, I, I don't know. If you dare to make trouble on Sin Island, whoever you are, you will be—Thorn Flower, you, you are gods!"

The prison guard, gasping for breath, had a face full of horror that he was near-dying, and although he was afraid, he did not give in.

It wasn't until he looked up and caught a glimpse of the thorn flower pattern sewn with gold thread on the godfather's shoulder, that the prison guard trembled and knelt down in fright.

"It seems that you recognize our identity, then you now have only two choices: cooperate with me to rescue the Divine Envoy, and God will forgive you for your previous sins and allow you to serve; Or lose their souls, as cold corpses, buried in the dirt of sin. ”

The wrinkles on the godfather's face were stretched, and he looked sad and pitiful, but he smiled like a demon.

"Don't kill me, I'll tell you everything, Auroam Sjeger, he, he's imprisoned in the deepest water hell, down the stairs to the end, I'm willing to join you, please, don't kill—uh"

The wizened fingers crushed the prison guard's neck, the hot blood splattered on the pattern of the thorn flower, and the godfather folded his hands in front of his chest, and sighed in a sad tone:

"Calling God by his name is an unforgivable felony, and I'm sorry, God can't accept you anymore!"

Getting up and straightening up his crumpled monk's robes, the godfather bowed his head and walked alone into the dark and damp corridor in front of him.

The young man wearing the alloy mask suddenly thought of something, and stepped forward and patted Iron Claw on the back, with the height difference between the two sides, this was already the limit of his straightening hand.

"Go, throw them together, and light the fire, and burn their sins, God makes your lord hate the smell of blood!"

Wow, the iron claw, which is nearly two meters tall, let out a beast-like roar, and he opened his stinky teeth, but he couldn't see the tongue coating in it!

The tip of the dark metal claw sank into the chest cavity of the prison guard, and the iron claw, which was nearly two meters tall, dragged the corpse into the distance, leaving a long blood mark along the way.

The young man helplessly held his forehead and sighed, yes, he was bound to be rebuked by the divine envoy......

Deep in the depths of Sin Island, in a damp and gloomy water prison, the Godfather bowed down and opened the iron door as a pilgrim.

A cold, foul smell poured into his nostrils, and in the darkness, a chain was violently straightened, followed by the sound of a splash.

"It's been seven years!"

has been imprisoned in a dark water prison for seven consecutive years, and if he is replaced by an ordinary person, I am afraid that even the bones will be filled with hatred and resentment.

However, the figure in the darkness only sighed unhurriedly, without any anger or excitement.

With a bang, the chain collapsed, and an extremely weak and even mossy hand pressed on the godfather's shoulder.

Droplets of wet water ran down the man's ankles and onto the ground, quickly soaking through the cracks in the ground until they reached the soles of the godfather's feet.

"The Thorn Flower—is it blooming?"

Hearing this, the godfather's body bowed even lower.

"The colors have spread all over the corners of this planet, and the congregation is only waiting for God's will!"

"God? Hehe, let's have such a thing, it's been a long time since I've breathed fresh air, let's go, take me out for a walk! ”

"Obey the oracle!"

........

The playground in the central area of Li Ying Academy——

"Good boy, what the hell is this S-team, as long as you are willing to join, the academy will supply star crystals for free!"

On the playground in the central area, because the game is over, the lawn and track have been restored to their original state, B1 no, it should be the A3 class, and Huang Yuan is looking at this unique team curiously.

"Is this the class brought out by Teacher Chen Chen, it is quite impressive, glasses, have you checked Teacher Chen Chen's information?"

Huang Yuan's eyes were full of curiosity, they were called to the principal's office early this morning, saying that the academy should establish an S team to cultivate the kind of strong people who are bullish and booming, and the five of them are the first batch of candidates... also let them go to the playground in the central district and wait for the future instructor - Chen Chen!

Chu Han gave him a fierce look, "Can you die if you are quiet, do you think that the academic affairs network of the academy is black if you want to?" ”

On the other side, Zhang Fan stood there as if he was like a wire, with his eyes closed as if he was asleep.

"You're here so early?"

Kai, with blonde hair and a cyan halberd, walked up to the three of them casually.

"This? Lion King, take the liberty of asking, do you have a weapon in your hand? ”

Brush! A cold light swept through the air, and Kai looked at Huang Yuan with an inexplicable gaze, and asked rhetorically, "Isn't this obvious enough?" ”

"He wants to see if you can stab him to death with this halberd."

"Phew, don't talk nonsense with glasses, Lion King, I didn't mean that, hehe, you look so handsome with a halberd! Hey! ”

After laughing a few times, footsteps suddenly sounded behind him, not in a hurry or slowly, and the pace was very even.

"Master Chen!"

Kai greeted first, but his gaze unconsciously fell on the knife in Chen Chen's hand.

"You are Teacher Chen Chen, why are you all carrying weapons?"

Without responding to this question, Chen Chen's eyes swept and looked at the four people with different expressions, Kai with respect on his face, Qi En and Chu Han who were puzzled, and Zhang Fan who closed his eyes indifferently.

"Let me introduce myself first, my name is Chen Chen, a retired officer of the Federal Expeditionary Department, a former pilot of an A-class mecha, and a physique of level 39."

......

His eyes opened and closed, Zhang Fan suddenly took a step forward, and said in an extremely serious tone: "How do you prove that what you said is true?" ”

"A fight?"

"Yes!"

Throwing Ru Yan and the scabbard to Kai, Chen Chen and Zhang Fan turned their backs to each other and opened a distance of more than ten steps.

With his legs slightly bent, his left hand clenched into a fist to protect his chest, and his right hand close to his cheek, Zhang Fan put on a basic defensive posture.

"I'll call you start, 3, 2, 1, start!"

Before Huang Yuan's lips were closed, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes.

Between the lightning and flint, Zhang Fan's eyes rolled over, and he suddenly knelt on his legs.

The left side of his face was pressed against the ground, his hands hung down weakly, and only his buttocks were pouted high, like a foraging rooster......