Rather than carrying out such a mission, he would rather follow the army of the guardians of the temple to the front lines, fighting the armies of the twisted and degenerate, and the tide of alienation.

When the flow of people in the block completely converged on the square, the white-robed caster didn't say anything, and directly raised the crystal ball in his hand, he was very busy, just this day, he needed to rush at least twenty blocks, and there was no time to talk nonsense, the time for nonsense should be handed over to those temple teachers stationed in the outer circle.

He directly raised the crystal ball in his hand.

"May the Holy Light shine upon you."

He whispered, and the crystal ball in his hand flashed with complex golden formations, and a blazing golden light emanated from the crystal ball and sprinkled towards the crowd crowded in the square.

Zizizi!!

With an inexplicable sizzling sound, all the black-robed people present let out a comfortable moan, as if their lives had been purified.

Wisps of black smoke evaporated from their bodies, and the square, which had been filled with a strange smell just a moment ago, suddenly became fresh, and the world seemed to be purified in an instant.

All the inhabitants of the outer circle felt a heartfelt warmth and peace, as if all pain and despair had melted away in this light.

They bowed their heads respectfully, in awe and worship of this mighty power from the bottom of their hearts.

Contrary to the feelings of these residents, Meng Xuan, who was at the outermost part of the crowd, felt the extremely domineering power contained in the golden light.

It is like a conqueror, brutally trying to occupy everything, constantly persecuting and expelling the vast twisted forces within him, as if to conquer them completely.

Although he had forcibly incorporated most of the distorted power into the Secret Pattern beforehand, suppressing the beating of the Secret Pattern and choosing the thinnest area where the Holy Ray shone, the Secret Pattern still jumped as if facing a great enemy, releasing a sense of mania and riot.

"Huh?"

The white-robed caster who was doing the Holy Yao baptism seemed to notice something, frowned, and looked in the direction where Meng Xuan was.

Meng Xuan hurriedly bowed down like the people around him, suppressed the beating of the secret pattern, and released a slight twisting force, which was evaporated into black smoke by the power of Shengyao and escaped from his body.

His cheeks twitched under the mask, and the pain was like someone with a hot iron ironing inside his body.

The white-robed man glanced around, found nothing, frowned, and didn't pay much attention.

Maybe it's because some people have been infected with too much warp power when they go out to scavenge.

About five minutes later, the baptism was over, and the white-robed caster put away the crystal and left the block under the escort of two mighty knights who were dressed in mighty clothes and riding a mechanical war horse with a formation pattern and nearly two and a half meters tall.

Everyone bowed deeply until the three figures disappeared into the entrance of the next block.

Meng Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and he was almost exposed.

Unexpectedly, the influence of this Saint Yao power on the twisting power was actually so strong.

This was only the simplified power of the golden sun in the sky above Luo Ning City, and it was conceivable that if he wanted to pass through the "Holy Radiance Shelter Wall", the distorted power in his body would definitely not be hidden.

"It's a bit of a hassle."

Meng Xuan frowned, although he was a little disappointed, but this was still what he expected.

As one of the seventy-two sanctuary cities of the Serio Federation, the base camp against the warped forces, if it can still be mixed with the warped life, then the Federation will not be far from extinction.

He groaned, and had to give up the method of sneaking into the city in disguise, and start thinking about something else.

But no matter what, as long as he comes into contact with the power of Saint Yao, he will have a great risk of being exposed, and once he exposes his distorted power, with the attitude of the Serio Federation, I am afraid that what awaits him will be a devastating blow.

The Twisted Path, as the bloodshot monster said, is destined not to appear in the sun.

The crowd of people who stood in place began to disperse slowly, and they were still lifeless, but after receiving the baptism, their steps became much lighter, and they became a little more angry in this dreary world that was always dark night.

Meng Xuan stood in place, watching the crowd disperse.

For them, the monthly baptism of the Holy Glory is their hope of survival.

With the baptism of Shengyao, they can survive in a distorted and polluted environment, they can have the ability to work, have the energy to go out to explore, and hope to usher in a better life.

Sometimes, in the dark, just a little flame can ignite a strong human desire to survive.

Every year, there is an inspirational story in the outer circle of Luo Ning that a certain genius relied on his own efforts, through the palace school, through hard study and practice, joined the guardian hall and changed his own destiny.

It is also rumored that a certain scavenger found precious treasures through wild exploration and scavenging, and then moved out of the outer circle and lived a better life.

As for the truth or falsehood of the story, who can say clearly.

Perhaps, they just need a hope to live.

Meng Xuan shook his head, these were not matters he cared about.

He walked slowly and disappeared into the shadows, ready to leave the outer circle for a moment and think of other options.

As he left, a figure hidden in the darkness was quietly watching him.

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In the wilderness, Meng Xuan was preparing to find a place where no one was there to bury the belongings he was carrying, and then set up a spiritual power circuit mark to temporarily return to the real world.

But as soon as he left Luo Ning's outer circle and entered the wilderness, he suddenly had a feeling of being watched.

He frowned, and did not stop, but kept moving towards the depths of the wilderness, and only stopped abruptly when he was sure that he was far away from Ronin's outer circle.

A black stick covered in golden veins slipped out of his black robe, and he held it tightly in his hand.

Zheng!!

A huge amount of extraordinary power poured into the black stick, and the golden lines formed a golden formation pattern battle knife that was one meter and two long.

"Come out."

Meng Xuan turned around and said.

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything."

A figure shrouded in black robes stepped out of the shadows.

He raised his hands to show that he had no weapons in his hands and that he had not come with malicious intent.

Meng Xuan raised the formation pattern war knife in his hand and pointed at him from afar.

The black-robed man had no choice but to shrug his shoulders helplessly and stopped.

"I really don't have any ill will."

Eshioch took off the hood of his black robe, revealing brown dreadlocks, his fair skin, and his eyes were a clear turquoise blue.

Then, he took off the mask on his face, revealing the face of an angular young man.

"Relax, I just wanted to ask you if you're one of our kind."

Eshiocchi had a helpless smile on his face.

"The same kind?"

Meng Xuan frowned.

"Hmmm······"

Eshioch thought for a moment, a smile on his lips.

"Probably ······"

Rumble!!

A huge amount of green jade smoke surged out of his body, carrying a terrifying whisper and distorted aura that was condensed like substance.

At the same time, a large amount of cyan silk threads poured out of his body, quickly clinging to his body like muscle textures.

His cheeks were all the color of green jade, two horns had grown on his head, his eyes were blood-red and hideous, and his mouth was covered with sharp fangs, like a hellish Shura crawling out of the abyss.

His physique swelled several times, and his thick Qingyu hands stretched out his wide black robe, hanging to the ground like an orangutan, and black terrifying claws grew on his ten fingers.

"That's probably it."

Eshioqi's huge alienated body emitted a strange dull sound, and he said to Meng Xuan with an irrepressible aura of killing and destruction.