The young man was drenched in foul urine, but he was too weak and unconscious, and the thirst in his mouth made him open his mouth and greedily suck the filthy liquid, like a traveler in the desert who pounced on the lake in an oasis.

The Night's Watch smirked more and more, and he found a rare thrill of revenge in the poor man who was even more despicable than he was at his feet, so much so that he didn't even notice that the surrounding forest was eerily quiet, and even the sound of insects was cut off.

"Damn it, bastard!"

A spitting sound squeezed out of the clenched teeth, as if to chew all the hatred and anger to pieces, came from the darkness.

The guard was excited, woke up in an instant, and subconsciously grabbed the long sword at his waist, and shouted: "Who is it.". Hmmm.."

Unfortunately, all his voices were blocked in his throat and could no longer be heard, and a dark cyan vine as huge as a giant python suddenly emerged from the ground, flexibly wrapped around his body, and tied him tightly.

The sharp stingers on the vines easily shattered the hard armor, pierced into his flesh, and stabbed the end into his mouth, mixing blood and pain, dragging him into the abyss of death.

"Uh.."

The guard let out an unconscious murmur from the bottom of his throat, his pupils dilated, and he gradually fell to the ground, no longer to be heard.

The sound of squirming footsteps resounded in the depths of the dark forest, the thick vines shrank and withered rapidly, and a teenager emerged from the shadows, the moonlight illuminating his handsome face full of sadness and anger.

"Brother.."

The boy hurried to the prisoner's cart and whimpered at the caged young man like a wounded beast, tears sliding down his face and falling into the damp soil.

"I'll get you out. ”

The boy wiped a handful of tears, said a quick word, and then took out a handful of green seeds from his arms and threw them on the ground, and then, without seeing any movement from him, his hands began to glow with a rich green light.

The seeds on the ground quickly began to draw roots and germinate, and then grew the same thick vines as before, climbed up the iron fence of the prisoner cart, and twisted gently, the pure steel iron fence was twisted into twist by the great force of the vines.

"Brother.." The boy called again, and then carefully carried the frail young man out of the prison car.

The young man's body exuded a strong stench, and his mouth kept opening and closing like a dying fish, and the young man's movements were a little bigger, and when he touched the wound on the young man's body, he let out a muffled snort, and then the young man's tears fell in a stream.

The boy hugged the young man tightly, and the green light seeped into the young man's body, quickly healing his injuries.

The young man finally opened his eyes slowly, saw the young man's appearance clearly, squeezed out a reluctant smile on his face, and shouted, "Allen.." Then he fell into a deep sleep.

The boy finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the young man sleeping in his sleep, he carefully placed the young man on the ground, stood up, and turned to the sleeping camp, his eyes full of hatred and anger before the tears dried.

As if he had made up his mind, he gritted his teeth and was about to step out, when a white and smooth palm suddenly stretched out from the darkness behind him and grabbed his shoulder hard.

A hoarse, calm voice rang out.

"Alan, it's time for us to go. ”

"No!"

The boy turned his head and said angrily to the figure in the darkness, "I want revenge."

"That's them. The boy pointed to the camp and complained, "Torture my brother like this."

"We said before we came, rescue your brother, that's enough.."

"Not enough, not enough at all!" the teenager's emotions became agitated: "You look at the wounds on his body, I don't even dare to imagine what they did to him... He almost died, you know?.."

The boy crouched down and hugged the young man, and began to cry again.

"Living in that place, every day is like an ordeal, and everyone, including my mother, is a demon... Only my brother is really good to me.. You don't know, it's supposed to be me who bears it."

The figure in the darkness seemed to froze when he heard this.

The boy burst into tears and continued: "Actually, I was the one who healed that bastard's injuries, I saved him, but he wanted to denounce me... My brother carried it for me, even.."

The young man's expression became fragile and frightened: "Even before he left, I injected some strength into him... Do I want to save him? or do I want to save myself?.. I don't know, I don't know.."

The boy covered his head and cried out in pain.

The figure in the darkness slowly crouched down, exposed to the moonlight, a beautiful woman with long pale green hair, and her fair and smooth skin was like moonstone, emitting a glowing light.

Unfortunately, a scar that stretched from her collarbone to her chin and almost her entire throat ruined the beauty, making her look a little hideous.

The beautiful woman's voice was a little hoarse and low, she gently put her arms around the young man's shoulders, her eyes showed a gentle and loving color, and said softly: "Alan, you are not wrong, you are a kind child... The Goddess of Life guides you on this path, and I have never seen such a powerful power as you, and you will be the Son of our Holy Religion of Life... You saved your brother, and you will go and save more lives in the future.."

"So.." The woman's voice became resolute: "You must not do anything, I must take you out of the Dark Diocese as soon as possible and return to the Holy Religion of Life." ”

"Sister Yvette.."

The boy looked up and stared blankly at the woman, who touched his hair dotingly.

The young man sobbed twice, wiped the tears from his face, and nodded vigorously: "I understand." He turned his head, glanced at the camp with resentful eyes, and said angrily, "Someday, I will make these guys pay.."

The pretty woman smiled with satisfaction, and picked up the young man, and the two were about to leave with the young man, when suddenly, one torch after another, the light of the fire drove away the darkness and illuminated the camp brightly.

"The god of darkness is above, look what I see... Haha.."

The sound of smug laughter echoed over the forest, startling a large group of sleeping night crows.

Dozens of guards armed with torches and swords surrounded the two, and a grim-looking young man stood in the center of the crowd, looking at the two with malicious intentions, his eyes full of greedy and fiery gaze, it was the black-robed Bishop Iggy.

Yvette and the boy's faces suddenly changed, and the two of them instantly assumed a posture of vigilance, and the young Alan took out a handful of seeds directly from his arms and was about to sprinkle them on the ground.

"You see you're crazy, even our dark church dares to mess with you. ”

Eagle snorted and sneered at the two of them like trapped beasts in a cage.

"You're crazy.." Yvette sneered, looked around, and said disdainfully, "A junior priest, a few junior knights... Just because you're trying to stop me."

"Sister Yvette, let me kill them." Allen had hatred and eagerness on his face.

Iggy's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously took two steps back, and he glanced at the prisoner cart beside the two of them, which was vigorously twisted, and cold sweat broke out.

was so proud, just thinking about how much credit he could make by catching these two people, so much so that he forgot whether he could eat this great merit.

By the way, Holy Son! There is still the Holy Son standing behind him! A flash of inspiration flashed in Iggy's mind, and he turned his head and was about to shout, "Holy .." , but facing a pair of extremely indifferent dark golden eyes.

"I've seen the Holy Son. Igg bowed wryly, and stepped back in amusement, making way for Carlo.

Carlo walked out quietly, the black robe on his body merged with the night, and the golden pattern reflected a brilliant light in the firelight, mysterious and noble.

He just stood there, without any momentum pouring out, but like the shadow of the magic mountain, it brought everyone a feeling of depression and despair.

Yvette's expression slowly became solemn, and she could tell from the performance of those dark priests that the person in front of her was extraordinary, although she did not feel any powerful power in the other party's body.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

At this time, Allen, who had long been unable to bear it, drove the green light in his hand, giving birth to seven or eight vines more than ten meters long and half a meter thick, like a giant python, waving and pumping forward.

Yvette subconsciously blurted out: "Be careful!"

It's a pity it's too late.

Carlo just glanced at Allen, and then those terrifying vines seemed to be burned by invisible flames, instantly red, burning, and turned into char and ashes, and Allen was also hit in the chest with a strong force, and flew upside down, breaking several large trees in a row, spitting blood and passing out.

Yvette's pupils dilated, and just as she wanted to make a move, her neck was pinched by a big hand like iron pincers, and the strength of her body was drained, and she couldn't use any strength.

Carlo grabbed Yvette's neck with one hand, glanced at Iger, and commanded lightly: "Man, break your limbs and lock them up." Female.."

"I brought it back to warm the bed. ”

Iggy blinked sluggishly, and only after a while did he respond excitedly: "Understood, Holy Son!"