The disaster of the strong, the deepest part of Tianyuan City.

Barren and dilapidated, dark and cold.

The mist from the exhaust port condensed into a stream of water, meandering over the wall, slowly descending, and spreading wantonly in this stone chamber.

"呲~"

In the shadow-covered corner, two purple flames flickered and flickered, and the sewage evaporated as soon as it gathered. The prisoner writhed slightly—the snake-like chains almost swallowed him, and activity became a luxury.

This is the forbidden place of Tian Yuan City, a desperate place that has no vitality and stifles all power.

He was at the bottom, with twelve barriers and hundreds of institutional restrictions to isolate him from the outside world, a treatment unprecedented in the entire history of the Tian Yuan Council's reign.

The air in the stone chamber began to murge, and the suffocating stench of corruption rose up, but he seemed to be unaware of it, and even a smile appeared, and his lips that had passed like a knife were bloody.

A screech that tickled the roots of people's teeth came from far and near, like a blade scraping porcelain, and gradually became a roar.

The strange sound dissipated, and the gates of hell revealed a long-lost light.

The yellowish light shone through a man into the dimly lit stone chamber and fell on the prisoner, revealing his pale face and the dark red hair that clung to his forehead like congealed blood, and the lazy expression that should not have been in such a desperate situation, as if enjoying the afternoon sun.

The silhouette in the light frowned slightly, and his breathing stopped abruptly, the blood of Shura on the battlefield was also filthy, but it was contaminated with glory and merit, and here, there were only sins and insults that could not be washed away. He raised his hand slightly, and the halo of silver-white robes fluttered and fluttered, and the wind and currents scattered in all directions, swept through the entire stone chamber, and poured out from behind him.

"Thank you for the gift of the Dharma Protector, the light will always be with you!" the prisoner's smile intensified, and he enjoyed the rare freshness with a satisfied face.

"I don't agree with the council's decision, and in return, you should give me a reasonable explanation"

There are only two people in the entire Tian Yuan Council who can shoulder the title of Twelve Star Protectors, and this man who occupies one of them actually acquiesced in the ridicule of a subordinate prisoner, and if it spread, I am afraid that it will fall into the eyes of countless people. But he just put his hands together for a long time, as if he was listening to him seriously.

"Hey, don't you really think I'm going to be grateful to you, do you?"

"Isn't it?"

The powerful protector of the parliament and the guilty prisoner are in a strange-for-tat. The filth on the stone wall was still flowing, gathering and evaporating, and the rising stench continued to fill, as if everything had returned to square one.

The silver-robed protector suddenly took a deep breath, though the smell that he couldn't stand came back to his face.

"I'm sorry, Blazing. The Dharma Protector, who had long since been hardened by the war, sighed heavily, and he thought of the girl who was like the rising sun in the east, her empty eyes from helplessness to despair, the scorching blood that flowed from the blade of judgment piercing her crystal skin, and the terrible screams of the guardian totem being shattered.

"I can't save her, I can't do anything, that's an unforgivable sin. He lifted his face, and a heavy filth was added to his body, and there was a strange sense of redemption, as if he were guilty of sin.

"It's none of your business, Chizo. Blazing put away his smile, the sad past of the past, precipitated and unwilling to reveal, "Xiao Ai is a disobedient child, life is already fragile, and it is irresistible when death comes, this account cannot be calculated, and it cannot be calculated. ”

The Dharma Protector, whose full name is Feng Qianzang, approached and crouched in front of Blazing Huang, the hem of his robe was stained with a layer of mottled stains, he stared into the prisoner's eyes, and said word by word: "No, it must be counted, you are a meritorious member of the council, and you should have been awarded supreme glory in the main hall, not to coexist with the darkness here, so, tell me, what happened after you killed the Shura who used Xiao Ai! What the hell did you hide!"

"When will I admit that I killed the Yang of the Night!" Blazing leaned forward, the chains wrapped around his body began to stir restlessly, making a jingling crunch, and the strange earthworm-like inscription emitted a faint holy light, and he crouched in Feng Qianzang's ear, and whispered, "This world has long been distorted......

"The council has already found some clues about that child!" said Kazezenzo.

The blazing brow furrowed and stretched, and he sighed softly.

"Eventually, I'm going to take this path!"

The scorching midday sun hung high in the sky directly above Tian Yuan City, and the light was dazzling.

Endless scorching heat spread in front of Feng Qianzang, and he stumbled back to the door of the stone chamber, his previous calm and rigor gone, only anxiety and horror.

"Are you crazy, what are you doing, stop," he shouted.

Blazing Huang was now in a sea of purple, his long narrow eyes bursting with blazing purple flames, and the chains that trapped him were squirming and contracting wildly, and the inscription was shining brightly, piercing the darkness hidden in all corners.

"You're right about one thing, Chizo, it's really bad for me!"

The filth and stench were instantly purified in the intense scorching heat, mottled and twisted marks like drawings from the hands of hell, fangs and claws fluttering fiercely. The heat swept past Kazezenzo's body and rushed towards the exit.

The light in the stone chamber dissipated, and the shackles returned to peace, strangled into the flesh of the prisoner, and the body hung its head, and the eyes had long since lost the slightest sparkle.

Feng Qianzang looked at the secluded corridor with the swaying wall lamps, as if he had experienced a life-and-death battle, and his face was full of gloom.

In the military hall of the Parliament, the sunlight shines through the dome, reflecting the petal-like amber light and shadow.

The king, who was known for the highest honor and power in the council, reclined on a dragon wood carved chair on a purple stone pedestal, and under the golden jade crown was a pair of shoulder-hanging silver hair and a face insulated from joy and sorrow.

In his hand he was holding a book of gilded animal skins - "Awakening World".

The slender fingers gently turned the pages of the book, and a strange burning heat made him pause slightly, and he came and went in a hurry. And he finally drew a sneer, his fingertips slid lightly over a line of words - "Killing begins with power, and control is for redemption." ”

"Nonsense, let me see where you can escape, or what kind of surprise will it bring me!"

The priceless tome was gently tossed, the world was folded in half, and it disappeared in a dazzling white light.