Game of the World Tree

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This is a dark dungeon.

Dark, damp, with a sour smell of rotten rottenness.

This seems to be a corner forgotten and spurned by the world. All you can hear is the rustling sounds of rats and cockroaches in the dark, as well as the torture, spitting, and howls of prisoners from time to time.

It’s like awakening a sleepy ghost for years, stinging people’s eardrums.

Suddenly, with the creak creaking sound, the icy stone gate of the dungeon was slowly pushed open, and several trial Knights walked in with John the Favored in Forbidden Demon Shackles.

Compared to a few months ago, Old John looked a lot more embarrassed and his hair was a bit messy.

However, his waist is still straight, like a tenacious pine, it seems that nothing in this world can make him succumb.

“Mr. John, your new home is here.”

The eternal priest who led Old John here said eccentrically, and kicked him fiercely.

Old John didn’t have much reaction to the pastor’s behavior.

He just glanced at each other indifferently, his piercing gaze seemed to burn forever, although it seemed calm, but it seemed to contain some powerful power, so that the eternal priest did not dare to look at him. , Coldly snorted turned his head slightly.

However, Old John’s eyes did not stay on the eternal priest for too long.

His gaze swept across the dim dungeon, stared at the prisoners who were sluggish and hollow behind the cage, and swept over the guards who were drunk and looked like a muddy mud.

It seems that I have stayed in this dungeon for too long, except for a slightly more elaborate clothes, the image of the dungeon guards is not much better than that of the prisoners.

“Don’t look, your place is here!”

The priest sneered and pushed Old John roughly to a dark cell.

Looking at the dark and damp, squeezed a lot of prisoners looking towards his cell with harboring malicious intentions, Old John chuckled softly:

“Is this the way of hospitality under the eternal pope’s crown?”

“Hehe, when is it, do you really feel like a guest? You evil heretic!”

The eternal priest spit on old John.

Then, he kicked the opponent in and closed the cell, said with a sneer:

“Mr. John, I have taken care of it. Your new roommates will take good care of you. I hope you can have a good time here.”

After speaking, he laughed heartily and took the Knights away.

The dungeon has returned to darkness again.

However, with the arrival of Old John, he quickly became the center of the entire cell, and one after another prisoners quickly surrounded him.

Their eyes are very dangerous, with a sneer on their faces.

And their physique is much stronger than the prisoners in other cells, and many of them wear Forbidden Chains and are obviously professionals.

The lead prisoner is a robust man nearly two meters high.

He sneered at Old John and squeezed his fists:

“Newcomer, your name.”

In response to his unkind look, Old John smiled gently:

“You can call me John.”

“John? He said he was called John?”

The robust man laughed and looked towards the other prisoners, and the other prisoners also came to have a big laughter.

However, with a smile, the look of the robust man became hideous:

“From today, you will not be called John, but shit!”

“No, shit is not my name, it is not a positive word.”

Old John said gently.

The prisoners laughed louder.

robust man looked towards Old John’s gaze was like looking at a fool, he snered and said:

“Hey, I like the disobedient newcomer the most.”

“Since you don’t like it, then I will teach you what it means to like!”

After speaking, he clenched his fist and moved towards Old John’s body and waved away…

Like Old John, Robust Man’s hands and feet are equipped with Forbidden Demon Fetters. It is obvious that he is also a professional, and since he can become the leader of prisoners, even among professionals, he is probably extremely powerful.

This is because although the forbidden manacles can imprison the power of professionals, they cannot change their physical fitness. The stronger the professional, the better the physical fitness.

The prisoner leader moved towards Old John’s face with a bang, and there was a gust of fist.

However, Old John didn’t hide at all, quietly watching his fist greet him.

The smile of the prisoner leader was even more sullen.

He seemed to see the other party’s head beaten by his own punch.

However, the moment his fist hit Old John, the surface of Old John’s body was faintly radiant. The prisoner leader felt that he had hit an iron plate, and the pain came and made him Can’t help his expression change, and exhale in pain.

Looking at his red fist, and then at the unscathed old John, the prisoner leader’s expression became suspicious:

“You…who the hell are you? Why are you not imprisoned by the shackles of the forbidden demon?!”

“I am John, an ordinary person that’s all chasing the light.”

Old John sighed lightly.

The brilliance of his body gradually faded away, as if it had never appeared in general.

That is the power of the gods.

Although the forbidden demon shackles imprisoned him to call the strength of Faith and communicate the power of Spiritual God, but as a favored person, the blessings of True God are carved in the bones.

In addition to other Spiritual God’s family members who can break the strength of Faith can hurt him, for ordinary unbelievers and Evil God believers, as long as they can’t use enough extraordinary power, they can’t hurt him.

This is almost a secret that only the favored ones know, and it is also the capital of Old John who can walk on the Seggs continent as a mortal.

“Pretend! There must be something hidden in your body! Get it on me, fiercely beat him up and search him!”

The prisoner leader fiercely ordered the other prisoners fiercely.

Following his order, the prisoners roared and swarmed, moving towards Old John.

However, after a burst of golden rays of light, they cried out in pain, and were knocked to the ground by the shock of their fists or ankles…

Only a moment later, the prisoners besieging Old John all lay on the ground, moaning constantly.

The expression of the prisoner leader changed completely.

“Who the hell are you?”

His expression has brought a trace of vigilance and fear.

“An ordinary person that’s all pursuing justice and equality.”

Old John sighed.

“Justice? Equality?”

The prisoner chief was taken aback for a moment.

Then, he said with a smile:

“There is no justice and equality in this world, but weak are prey to the strong, and the winner is king that’s all!”

However, Old John just gently shook the head.

He looked deeply as the prisoner chief and said:

“I know you.”

“Me?”

The prisoner chief was taken aback for a moment.

Old John fixed his gaze on a wolf-head-like thorn on the opponent’s wrist and said:

“Twenty years ago, the empire gave birth to a god of war, who led the imperial army to defeat the army of the Orc Alliance and achieved peace for more than 20 years…”

“It’s just that after the victory of the war, he was persecuted by the nobles, slandered as a blasphemer, and imprisoned in the most indestructible prison known as the Holy Mania and even the entire Seggs world, where a lot of politics was imprisoned Guilty and heretic in the dungeon of Dororia Castle…”

“This is almost a household name among the civilians of the Holy Manian Empire.”

With that, Old John took a deep look at the prisoner leader:

“And his symbol is Wolf Totem on the wrist.”

The prisoner chief was silent.

Old John sighed slightly and continued:

“Master Charles’Wolf Claw’, when did you truly regard yourself as a prisoner? When did you completely give up everything?”

After listening to Old John’s words, the prisoner leader was confused.

After a while, he sat on the ground, seeming to lose strength for a moment, and laughed at himself:

“Heh…what about the prisoner? What about giving up everything?”

“No, I don’t have anything. As a poor man, an impure person with a werewolf bloodline in his body, even if I make a great contribution, I won’t be recognized…”

“This World is inherently unequal. The noble is born noble, and the lowly is born low. People like me, the stronger, the more they will be guarded by the nobles…”

“The same is true of the eternal church, hypocritical, saying that after death, devout believers will rise to the Divine Kingdom, happy and beautiful, and saying that in the eyes of Spiritual God, believers are equal… But even reality is impossible Change, what else to talk about after death?”

“I, it’s just a knife they throw away after they use it that’s all…”

“The reality is just a dark and corrupt cage that’s all. Outside the cage are the nobles and the church, and inside the cage are the civilians and slaves. What is the difference from the dungeon here?”

The prisoner leader looked depressed and self-deprecating.

However, Old John slightly smiled:

“Master Charles, if you say so, it means that you also want to see change, so… why not try to pursue change and pursue the true path?”

“Change? The real way?”

Charles was taken aback for a moment.

“Of course, a world full of light, full of hope, happiness for all, justice and equality.”

Old John said with a smile gently.

Charles was startled, and then said with a smile:

“A world of justice and equality? Talking about justice and equality in a world of extraordinary existence? You guy… must be crazy.”

“Then, what if Spiritual God is willing to become an Arbitrator to take on this being that maintains justice?”

Old John suddenly said again.

Charles was stunned.

This time, his expression finally changed.

I saw him look carefully at the old John, and soon noticed that although the other party’s clothes were broken, it was vaguely visible that it seemed to belong to the priest’s professional clothes.

His expression suddenly became alert:

“Who the hell are you? Are you a believer in Evil God?”

“No, I am not a believer of Evil God, but a believer of the most just, benevolent, and greatest True God in the world.”

Old John shook his head.

With that, he slightly smiled:

“Mr. Charles, have you heard of Goddess, the life of Supreme, the mother of nature, the patron of Elf Race-World Tree?”

……

The old John who was put in the cell didn’t seem to cause much disturbance.

Except for the dispute on the first day, no more troubles against Old John appeared in the cell.

Not only that, I don’t know what Old John said. In just three days, the “Wolf Claw” Charles in the cell who frightened the other prisoners and made the guards headaches seemed to have changed and treated Old John. Attitude changed from disdain to solemn, and gradually from solemn to respect…

Repression in the dungeon as always.

However, after the old John was imprisoned, there was an extra angry voice.

The voice was mellow and mellow.

That voice, in little by little, describes a just and equal world for the prisoners, and a beautiful world where they can get real liberation…

As time passed, other prisoners gradually gathered and began to participate in the listening, listening to Old John telling about the doctrine of the Church of Life, listening to him telling about the greatness of Goddess, the benevolence of Goddess, the justice of Goddess… …

Slowly, the voices of prisoners fighting and fighting in the dungeon became less.

Instead, there are faint prayers every day, and confession mixed with crying.

As time passed, more and more prisoners gathered, even the prisoners from other cells began to pick up the iron fence and listen carefully to the teachings of Old John.

They looked towards Old John’s gaze, becoming more respectful, more pious, more fanatical…

Faintly, something seems to have begun to change.

The dungeon is still deep and damp, still corrupt and gloomy.

However, in the darkness, there seems to be a trace of light and a trace of life.

No one noticed the changes in the depths of the cell.

However, as the prisoners changed, the guards of the dungeons finally noticed something wrong.

“What are you doing? You evil heretic! You dare to spread evil words and beliefs!”

Seeing the prisoners gathered in front of Old John to listen to the teachings religiously, Captain of the dungeon guard looked terrified.

However, he greeted only the gentle smile of Old John:

“Mr. Guard, I am not spreading evil words and beliefs, but preaching true faith.”

“Bah! Absurd! Sophistry!”

Guard Captain snorted.

As he said, he shouted to his companions:

“What are you still doing? Quickly take him out and put him in another independent cell! Then go and call for the trial of Lord Knight!”

The guards listened and started to act, but the prisoners acted faster than them.

They looked towards the guards with ugly faces, and guarded Old John behind them.

Seeing this scene, Guard Captain was stunned.

“It’s crazy…you are all crazy!”

He cursed.

However, just as Guard Captain was constantly cursing, Old John’s voice suddenly came again, as gentle and mellow as before, and people couldn’t help but want to listen:

“Mr. Guard… Haven’t you ever thought about why you are obviously a guardian of allegiance to the empire, but why you must stay in the dark and damp dungeon?”

Guard Captain froze.

The ghost made a mess, he stopped, and looked towards Old John in amazement:

“What do you mean, you guy?”

Old John slightly smiled:

“Mr. Guard, can you borrow some of your time?”

“I want to tell you about our benevolent Goddess, the great World Tree-under the crown of Eva · Euktrahill…”