Why did Angel tell the others about Jason's desire to escape the dimension, thus tying Jason to the cross, and why, when Jason's after-effects came, she showed up in time to help Jason relieve his pain?

Why?

Could it be that Jason scolded Angel badly enough?

Could it be that Jason's poisonous tongue is not enough to make Angel unable to hold his head up in front of Jason?

Countless whys appeared in Jason's mind, and he didn't know why Angel was doing this to himself. If it had been someone else, they would have given Jason a slap, a sip of water, and left without looking back!

However, Jason didn't know that no matter how hard he insulted Angel with sharp words, Angel still couldn't sit back and watch it all.

Because she has a kind heart......

Jason didn't find out......

"Why?"

Jason asked Angel again with a sneering tone.

Even though Angel is now using her medical abilities to help Jason relieve his pain, Jason still doesn't have half of his gratitude to her, not only that, Jason also calls Angel's act an act of pity for him.

"I don't need your pity!

Jason, with Angel's help, gradually suppressed the pain and then disappeared. Because of this, he reverted to the tough tone of swearing.

Yet, his tone was tough, but his pale face and lips betrayed him: he was now vulnerable.

Angel pulled the kettle from her waist, opened the cap, and stuffed it into Jason's mouth.

"You're fragile right now and need to be refueled. ”

As I said before, Jason can't find that kind of childish gambling. But now, the water to replenish energy has reached his mouth, and Angel forced it to him, but he proudly turned his head aside and did not accept Angel's help.

"I know you're poisoned, I know you want me to die, but I just won't accept this death!"

In fact, the water in the kettle had already flowed into Jason's mouth when Angel forced it in for the first time. He knew better than anyone else that every part of his body needed water. But he would rather be executed than accept Angel's help!

"Jason ......"

Angel looked at him with pleading eyes, "Why...... You haven't eaten all night, you're weak!"

"Even if I starve to death here, get sunburned here, be used as a scarecrow here, I'd do it!

"Angel, what are you doing here?!"

As soon as Jason's words fell, Angel walked behind a large group of elders, and the first to walk in front were Sam and George, two respected elders.

Sam saw that Angel was giving Jason food, and he couldn't stand it.

Angel hurriedly put the kettle aside, knelt down on one knee and respectfully called them.

"Elder......"

"You're here to give the sixth generation of knights a drink?"

An inconspicuous elder, also dressed in a jumpsuit, stepped forward, picked up Angel's water bottle, and questioned Jason with it.

Pale Jason, he did show a pair of vicious eyes.

"Jason, he's very weak now, please don't ......"

"We know what we do, we don't need you to speak!" the elder continued in a critical tone, "you can go back, you go back to your room, and we'll do the rest." ”

"But ......"

"Angel, come over here. George didn't want Angel to be involved, and if it was anyone else, he wouldn't have seen anything at all.

"Yes!" Angel slowly got up, glancing back at Jason before leaving.

And Jason's attention was not on Angel's, but on this group of old immortals!

He knew it was time for Sam to say to himself last night to "settle things with each other"!

Angel obeyed George's order to go back to her room, but she didn't do exactly it, but left the field of vision of George and the other elders, and silently hid in the corner and watched.

Sam put Jason down. Because he was tied up all night, his limbs were paralyzed, and he fell to the ground the moment he landed on either foot. And he could feel his feet slowly numb.

This is due to the fact that there has been no exercise for a long time!

He can't stand up, that's not the point!

The elders slowly surrounded Jason, and the cross that had bound him turned into light and vanished. They began to use magic to force Jason up and open his hands.

Jason's situation is completely like that of a death row prisoner on the execution table!

His body was weak, and that was evident on the surface. But Jason insisted on pretending to be very tough, staring at them with his eyes. Naturally, Sam didn't care whether Jason was in good health or not, and slowly walked behind him.

"Do you know what's going to happen next? Jason?"

"Guys/scum, are you going to give me a fatal stab now?!I already know what you're going to do next through your prophet......"

Jason wanted to turn his head to look at Sam, but the angle was not enough, and he could only look at him out of the corner of his eye.

In hindsight, Jason felt that something was wrong with what he said.

"Forget, you are not human, you are not worthy of the word [people/scum], you should be called bastards!"

If it were someone else, would they be on their knees with their feet limp and begging Sam to spare them? Would they cry and cry out to Sam for mercy? Would they pray that this would not happen?

I don't know.

What can be known at the moment is that Jason did not kneel down or shed tears when he was in this predicament!

That's something the sissies can't learn!

"Angel told you what's going to happen next, right?" Sam raised his right hand, and with a flash of white light, a whip conjured in his palm.

A very soft whip, just long enough to reach Jason's back......

"And did she tell you what you're going to become?!"

"Hehe...... "Jason couldn't help but laugh, "I'm going to all the women in your house, and even though I haven't seen them, I'll make up my brain." Trust me, I've always been single!"

This time, Sam didn't respond to Jason's poisonous tongue at all, because he knew that he would respond soon.

He glanced at the elder beside him, who walked over to Jason and handed him a small stick. This little stick of wood was for Jason to bite on, so as not to make him feel the pain and scream too much.

What's even more ironic is that after giving Jason a wooden note, the elder even advised Jason with a concerned tone.

"It's going to feel better if you bite it. ”

"Ahh

To everyone's surprise, Jason didn't accept the gift. On the contrary, he actually spat a mouthful of water on the face of the elder who gave him the wooden stick, and the impartial middle of the elder's nose was the tip of the nose.

"Leave it to yourself! Think of it as!"

Kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and he is humiliated like this by Jason!

The elder looked up instantly, his light blue eyes and Jason stared directly at him, and the next second the elder punched Jason in the abdomen. This made Jason retch several times.

"Okay Jason, do you know why you were punished today?"

"Because... Because I didn't kneel down to you?!"

"Smack!!

First Whip ......

Sam swung his whip before Jason's retort could stop. The whip was like a ferocious black mamba biting towards Jason's back.

"Uh-huh!!"

Jason suddenly felt a chill in his back, and the whip made him sober. But this whip, he did not scream, but exhaled after a dull sound.

"What's wrong...... Chick, isn't it hard?...... Or are you really a sissy?!"

Jason taunts Sam for being too light.

"Smack!"

Second Whip ......

Jason felt that the second whip was different from the first, and this whip gave him the sensation that electricity rushed through his body, making his eyes widen and sober again.

"Oh you/it/it!Looks like I'm really handsome, and I deserve your mercy......"

"Smack!"

Third Whip......

This time, Jason didn't feel the whip on his back at all, all he felt was an ant biting behind him.

Of course, this time, he didn't sneer at Sam anymore.

"Because you don't know how to respect other people, Jason!

Sam said, waving the "Black Mamba" in his hand again

"Smack"

Fourth Whip ......

Jason's face twitched slightly, but then disappeared immediately. The pain had paralyzed all his cranial nerves, and he didn't even break out in a cold sweat.

"Smack"

This is the fifth whip......

Jason was wearing a white shirt that had been whipped to shreds by the whip. And because the clothes he was wearing were white, and the wound on his back was imprinted on the shirt, which was presented.

One wound after another, incomparably clear......

"Smack!"

This is the sixth whip......

"No! No!!"

Angel, who was watching from a distance, couldn't stand it anymore, she knew that Sam would punish Jason, and she had foreseen it. Before the punishment began, her brain had perfectly foreseen the process.

But Sam's whip, whip into the flesh! That kind of sound, that kind of bloody picture, she couldn't bear to look at it......