In the haze, someone was calling softly.

"Duck, Duck, come, come, give up, give up all resistance, and be a servant of the God of Light!"

"Give up, you've been taken advantage of and deviated from the track of your life, it's not too late!"

"Give up, hand over those terrible, dangerous thoughts, and go back to living an ordinary life!"

Hallucinogens...... This is the hallucinogens that the guards of the Holy Mosque poured on me...... Hallucinogens that make people tell the truth......

Dark's mind was drowned out by the seething sounds of temptation around him, but in the deepest depths of his personality, the flashes of reason kept glittering, like a lighthouse in the darkness, tearing through the fog of illusion.

This smell...... Hallucinogenic Nümora grass, nerve-paralyzing roots of Laconse thorns, coffee extract and exciting Smara cactus nectar...... Confusing, paralyzing, and limb weakness while keeping the brain in a pent-up excitement...... It's easy to say everything you know under inducement.

George slowly walked out of the fog: "Dark, forget it, the path of alchemy is endless, we can only spend our lives in vain pursuit, now, it's already good, forget it." ”

Royce followed: "Dark, thank you, my parents' revenge has been avenged. I'm going to revive the prestige of the Rohr Chamber of Commerce, and besides, I'm more interested in trading than an assassin. Please allow me to quit. ”

"Yes, brother," Riley took his hand and pleaded, "the college sent me a notice asking me to rush back to Port Snell to get my diploma within a month, and also helped me arrange a decent job, help, let's go home, okay?"

Next out of the fog was Isabella, dressed in an eerie tight-fitting priest's outfit, half of the Cult of the Illuminati silver-white, the other half of the Cult of Darkness's pure black. She approached and kissed Duck on the face, "Come, Duck, my love." We went to a small village where no one knew us, no one found us to live, you were a little patrolman, I was a little pastor, and we spent the second half of our lives together in peace and happiness. ”

As she spoke, she slowly bent down and obediently lay into Duck's arms, closing her eyes slightly.

Duck felt a fire burning all over his body, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently caress his smooth and delicate skin.

What a delicate flower, but why was her body so slender?

The unarmed girl in her arms is not Isabella, but Nibari who fled on the flying carpet together!

The girl looked at him with mournful eyes: "That kind of place, it is impossible! Hassan, Hassan, a sage as strong as a lion, as proud as an eagle, and as vigorous as an antelope, you were originally the most pious Muslan warrior, everything in the past is a test given to you by the Holy Lord, it is like a real dream! You have passed the trial, wake up, wake up!"

Duck muttered, "I'm ...... Arabis ......"

The girl's voice was as thin as a gnat: "The Holy Lord said that the true warrior of Muslan will come back to life after the death of the battle and go to Heaven to receive his judgment, and then in the garden of Heaven, he will be greeted by beautiful maidens with beautiful eyes and round pairs*. Hassan, am I beautiful?"

Dark's burning gaze went down the girl's slender and slender neck.

He's a normal man.

He couldn't take it anymore.

His gaze slid to the girl's snow-white red fruit's shoulder, snow-white and delicate, like congealed cream...... What about arrow wounds?

While fleeing on the flying carpet, Nibali was hit by an arrow, bleeding profusely, and is still lying in the Mensaro clinic.

Your injuries are healing too quickly, aren't they?

An illusion, just an illusion, or an illusion!

Enraged, Duck exerted all his strength and shouted, "You heretics, you prayer-minded, greedy heretics, who want me to fall, don't think, don't think!"

In the torture room, six or seven guards looked at each other.

"What a tough man," said one of the guards, "he won't tell the truth with such a strong medicine." ”

"This man's will is steel. What sect is he, and can he train such warriors, the Razanites, the Shriyas, or the Assasins?"

"Inspirationalism. ”

The guards jerked back, and the chief of the Holy Mosque, Burkau Salim, and his deputy, McNee, were hurrying towards them.

The ground was covered with blood and filth, and all kinds of torture instruments were thrown all over the place, and Usalim was too old to move, and some of the guards tried to help him, but he pushed them away.

Usalim walked straight to Duck's side.

Duck's limbs were tightly chained to the torture rack, his back facing the sky, and his body was scarred.

Ursalim gritted his teeth and shook his hands, ruffling the thick curls behind Dark's ears.

Behind Duck's ear, where his ears and hair were obscured, he saw a pure black, curved crescent.

Usalim clutched his hair with both hands and screamed in frustration!

The most feared thing happened, this heretic who refused to open his mouth to recite the scriptures was indeed the Holy One of the Inspired Sects!

He turned and yelled, "Get rid of the people!" Get the best doctor in town, now, now, now, now!"

The guards were very fast, some rushed to call for a doctor, others rushed to untie the shackles, and set up Duck and ran out.

Usalim sighed deeply.

McNee comforted: "Dear Berka, the Sage's wounds are all flesh and skin wounds, and there is no problem with the tendons, bones, and internal organs; It will also not cause damage to the Sage's brain. We didn't mean to be enemies of the Holy One, I don't think he would blame us too much, would he? I did this from beginning to end, let me bear the wrath of the Holy One. ”

Usalim shook his head: "I'm not worried about the Sage's anger, but the Sage's mission." If I'm not mistaken, his task must be the commentary on the Book of Babel—he wants to gather all the commentaries and unite the peninsula under the banner of the Muslan! The Sage's plan is so elaborate that the accident we created may well ruin the plan of the Enlightenment! At that time, we are the demons who ruined the well-being of the peninsula!"

"We are also devout Muthlans, so why don't the Holy One want to talk about it?"

"Do you know what the consequences will be if the content of the commentary is published publicly?"

"Many sects interpret the Tongtian Sutra in the exact opposite way, once the commentary is published, at least six or seven major sects will be untenable—they will certainly not be tied to death, while other sects will definitely take the words out of context and choose those contents that are beneficial to themselves!

McNee broke out in a cold sweat from his analysis.

"So until the fragments are gathered, the Sage will never leak the news. Usalim looked at the bloodstained torture rack where Dak had been lying and clenched his fists, "Holy Lord above, what kind of evil we have committed!"

"Dear Berka, what can I do to remedy this?"

Usalim patted McNee on the shoulder, "It's 'us', not 'you', young man, you can't take this responsibility yourself—where did the Sage find the fragment of the note?"

"The underground of the Mensaro Mine. ”

"For so many years, the note has been unknown, indicating that it is either hidden by people with ulterior motives, or scattered in a dangerous place that is inaccessible. What is the most dangerous place in the Arabic Peninsula?"

"Hanhai Desert. ”

"What about the last city that can be resupplied when you enter the Hanhai Desert?"

"The end of the Pearl Path, Dorihachi City—do you mean that the Sage will travel along the Pearl Road, resupply in Dorihachi City, and then break into the Hanhai Desert?"

"It has to be. McNee, in my name, send a letter to all the cities along the Pearl Route, saying that my nephew is going to the Hanhai Desert to investigate, and ask for their help, and in addition, send someone to secretly protect the Sage, find some clever ones, and don't be self-defeating and ruin the Sage's great affairs. ”

"So, on the side of the Holy Protectors, how do you explain?"

"Hmph, a group of power-hungry villains dare to use the name of the saint? Find a few corpses and throw them at them, and say that the people are dead!In the port of Umlim, I can't help them, but on the Pearl Road, they dare to be disrespectful to the Sage......" A cold glint flashed in Ussalem's eyes, "Leave no one behind!"