The man's voice suddenly became unusually calm, like well water without the slightest ripple. But it's not the weird mechanical sound, it's a very rational and clear sound, without any hint of mud and water.

As the man sang, his eyes instantly changed from deep black to indifferent golden gray. The gaze in those pupils seemed to be looking at the whole world, which was particularly strange. The golden-gray pupils looked very unnatural, not that they didn't look like eyes, but the incongruous feeling was like something alien to the non-self.

The man finished chanting, and a transparent barrier spread outward around him. No, it wasn't so much an enchantment as some kind of magical membrane that wrapped him around the monster. Of course, the monster's attack did not stop, and a strong air pressure was already around the man, he could sense it, and even see it.

He didn't unleash any powerful abilities or make any exaggerated gestures. He just stepped to the side with agility, and even a little unhurried, and easily dodged the attack. However, the monster was no longer so arrogant this time, and the scales on its body grew red thorns, as if it were wearing a thorny armor.

"Ding—"

The monster instantly moved behind the man, and then lunged at him. With such a large size, if you press it with all your might, you may be directly crushed into a pulp. This time, the man did not evade, as if he had foreseen the location of the monster's teleportation, he had already turned around before it teleported. Just like his expression, the man didn't intend to waste time, after all, the girl next to him was already seriously injured at this time. Although it is a vampire, it can't resist for long.

"The ..... of Tuning The fifth part of the tuning..."

For some reason, the man hesitated for a while, he glanced at Qin Liyuan on the ground and thought for a moment. The monster's attack came immediately, and the man stepped forward with a low leaning and punched the monster's fragile abdomen without hesitation. The fist entwined by the deep fire not only resisted such a huge body of the monster, but even directly punched it away. Part of the flame "bitten" on its scaly abdomen, and the monster instantly let out a roar of rage. This time the man seized the opportunity and chanted again:

"The fifth part of the tuning - [Demon Hunting]."

The purple flame in the man's hand began to leap anxiously as if he had heard an order in advance.

"Soldiers, soldiers, fighters, all, arrays, columns, in, front—"

His voice was like music, and the sumptuous purple flames danced one after another with his chanting, leaping out of the dance with each byte. They danced and advanced, detaching themselves from his arms and finally moving closer in the direction of the monster. With a gentle turn, the purple flame slowly bloomed, as graceful as a lotus flower, standing between the man and the monster.

"Haste as the law!"

Suddenly, the Flame Lotus instantly grew several times larger, like a huge circle that kept turning. It was as if it had finally taken on a physical form, and the blazing heat baked the air and slammed it on the man's face. Instantly, it accelerated instantly, and approached the monster like a spiral pill. At this time, the whole lotus flower was already larger than the monster's body, and it approached, and the moment it touched the monster, it devoured it completely. Then, as if it had accomplished its goal, it began to shrink and collapse, and finally turned into a purple flame, silently suspended in place. Like the soul of the monster, telling its grievances. The man walked over and put away the flame, and he put it in his scabbard, not fearing to burn it.

"It looks like we'll have to leave the rest to someone else."

The man's expression returned to normal, and his eyes returned to ordinary pure black. He stared at Qin Liyuan, who was lying on the ground and was covered in bruises, and said. In this way, without too much movement, he pulled out the monster in front of him. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by a group of voices behind him.

"Passing through the village..... How did you end up here? ”

"Damn, why is this guy here, could it be that Brother Shi will be injured because of him?"

"The guys in the Secret Ritual Society are very strong, probably eight or nine or ten."

......

I'm in prison, but I'm a free-spirited person, and I don't need to be extravagant, but at least I can live my life as I please.

There was a musty smell of blood in the air, and I closed my eyes, not asleep, just meditating in solitude. I don't need to open my eyes, because all that awaits me is darkness and death. In this space, I have long since lost the concept of time. I don't know how long I'm going to have to do this, and even though I'm not sleepy, I'm just going to keep it that way, to keep from losing too much energy. This kind of loneliness and loneliness, which is more unforgettable than the coldest day of winter, makes me feel like I am in purgatory. But that's just for those who have just stepped here, and I don't feel cold or hungry when I'm used to it, but I have to keep up a little bit more for today.

In this iron cage, there may be people in the same situation as me. But so what, what does it matter to me? How many people are being held here? What should I do here? Do you want to sleep? Or are you thinking? Maybe it's both! Maybe not......

What should I do......

Can I save myself?

It doesn't matter anymore.

I don't know who to ask such a question, and I should ask myself more.

Do you want to die? For some reason, strange marquees started popping up in my head.

"Be careful."

This is what I remember my mother saying the most, and because of this, my mother always looks at me with loving and doting eyes. In the same way, she is always smiling. Whether she was in pain or heartbroken, she always smiled at the end. However, this memory is not short, and it is not long. My mother passed away when I was about 10 years old due to ill health. That incident shattered my spirit and body like a thunderbolt from the sky, and I couldn't do anything about it when I looked at my mother's gradually cold body, so I chose to kneel silently on the ground without crying. He lowered his head, not daring to look at his mother's already cold body again, nor willing to accept the fact in front of him. Just clenched his hands into fists and tried his best to vent his emotions.

After a long time, my mood stabilized a little. Reluctantly, he raised his head and looked at his mother. I was shocked, and at this moment, my mother's face was still with a bright smile. For the mother, even when death came, she still did not change her smile, she still followed her own beliefs, smiled, and came to the end. I suddenly remembered all the teachings of my mother, as if

She was still alive in his mind, and the woman with her gentle, kind smile was clearly at her fingertips at the moment, but it was out of reach. Holding back tears, I looked at my mother's smile and whispered in a hoarse voice:

"Your smile has changed me, the past has been changed, the world has become colorful, and I deeply feel the happiness of being born by you."

When I fell into deep grief again because of these memories, the whole world suddenly turned white and empty. The mother is gone, the hospital bed is gone, even the whole room is gone. Only the first piece of whiteness remains.

Are you going to die?

No!

A voice said.

"Click-"

The heavy iron door opened, and the thick wall that had kept all sound and light out was gone. In front of him was another iron fence. I saw the outside world. There was not a blue sky outside, nor a bright sun, but in front of me, a bleak and broken scene.

In the picture, a man falls to the ground, his body already stained red with blood. His eyes were wide open, as if he wasn't dead. There was a mess all around, littered with corpses and broken objects. It looks like there was a lot of fighting, and it was likely a horrific massacre.

Next, the scene cuts to a different angle: a man sits in a chair with a gun in his hand. He appears to be very calm, but closer inspection reveals that he is pale and short of breath. Apparently, he was performing some kind of ritual, praying to the gods to protect him from harm.

The scene then shifts again to the man who has fallen to the ground. At this point, blood began to flow from his head, and his body began to grow cold. Eventually, he stopped breathing and lost all signs of life. The whole picture is filled with an atmosphere of horror and sadness, making people feel as if they are in the real world.

"You're free."

Suddenly, a voice came from next to me, and I subconsciously turned my head to look. A middle-aged man wearing a white shirt and a black undercoat, and a blue and white trench coat on the outside. He has gray temples and a delicate pocket watch on his chest, which gives him the feel of an elitist.

"Freedom?"

I muttered confusedly. What is freedom? Can I lie on a rocking chair and read a book, enjoy the warm sunshine, taste sweet coffee, enjoy charming music, feel the peaceful and quiet atmosphere around me, listen to the sound of waves crashing against the rocks, watch the blue sea in the distance, bathe in the fresh and cool sea breeze, look up at the blue and deep starry sky, and live a life as I like?!

I couldn't help but have a series of images in my head, and I seemed a little excited. I saw the man in front of me smile and nodded, as if he had seen through my thoughts.