Chapter 67

"Damn it, who? Who has the nerve to provoke us, the 'Tiger Fangs'!"

"Damn! Do you want to die?"

"Where did these stray dogs come from! Get out of here!"

The people who brought the injured to the prayer hall were all fierce and imposing, each brandishing bright weapons. A few even had flames of battle aura burning on their bodies. Even the mages, holding staffs and wearing robes, were enveloped in intense elemental fluctuations, their faces cold as they sized up these uninvited guests.

Among them, a mysterious ritualist was constantly changing his gestures, ready to unleash terrifying curses at any moment.

Thud!~

The town guards, seeing this group of ferocious individuals, couldn't help but swallow their saliva and stop in their tracks. They had no doubt that any two of these people could effortlessly kill them all.

What was going on in the prayer hall of Dan Yan Town today? So many terrifying and fierce people, none of them seemed to be good guys.

The leader of the swordsmen's face changed slightly. Although he was an eighth-rank great swordsman of the Portland military, even a tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves. These warriors seemed to belong to the same martial team, making them even more difficult to deal with.

What the hell! Where did these guys come from?

"What do you want?"

The little nun's face looked a bit better. As the only person in the prayer hall who could speak up, she immediately stepped forward.

The behavior of these town guards was very strange; they had never been so arrogant before.

"Melidol, we are following Lord Ray's orders to search for rioters. A cruel and habitual criminal has sneaked into the town."

A town guard who recognized the little nun stepped forward and quickly explained.

Although the Church was just a civilian peace organization, it didn't mean it was easy to bully. Even the mayors of previous generations had to show respect.

"Yes, Melidol, be careful!"

"If you see any unfamiliar faces, you must report them to us."

The other town guards chimed in, their suspicious gazes lingering on the fully armed men, as if one of them was a notorious murderer.

"These guys are still somewhat smart."

The leading Portland great swordsman secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Sword God Glen had taken control of the mayor here and done it flawlessly, without revealing any flaws.

"What? Are you talking about us? Damn bastards!"

The "Tiger Fangs" warriors glared angrily, their weapons pointing at the town guards, constantly shouting. It only took a spark for them to pounce and kill these reckless people, no, they would drag them to a place far from the prayer hall and slaughter them like chickens and dogs.

"There are no strangers here! Only the injured and believers!"

The little nun frowned, her tone involuntarily cold. After all, the other party's rude and aggressive attitude had left a very bad impression on her.

As soon as she spoke, her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Lord Morin?

No, how could that be possible?

How could someone with sacred and holy power be a cruel and habitual criminal? Moreover, he was an imperial knight, which was even more impossible.

Melidol had personally witnessed Lin Mo actively using a second-rank holy healing spell to help the injured. How could someone with such a compassionate heart be cruel and habitual?

These fierce and menacing "Tiger Fangs" warriors were all difficult to deal with, and the Portland great swordsman felt very troubled. However, he noticed the layout and decorations of the prayer hall, as well as the prominent statue of the God of Light, and suddenly understood.

The guy who had kidnapped Mosrig seemed to be a light element warrior, and the Church's prayer hall was almost a natural hiding place.

"You stay here and don't let anyone leave. I'll go get the lord!"

The Portland great swordsman left a message and quickly turned to get reinforcements. He had clearly seen Lin Mo, but since the other party had removed his tactical helmet and armor, he didn't realize that the main target of their pursuit was standing right in front of him.

Lin Mo had always worn the "Dragon General" armor and covered himself tightly in front of the Portland people. Even the city lord of Lian, Baron Hong Yu, who had seen him, wouldn't actively tell these invaders the appearance of the dragon knight due to the bad mood after being captured.

"Get the lord? What big shot? Pfft, disgusting guy!"

The warrior who brought the injured spat outside. The next second, he suddenly realized this was a sacred place and quickly ran over, knelt down, and used his sleeve to wipe away the spit mark, his attitude devout and meticulous.

Perhaps he had no faith before and might not have it in the future, but now he was devoutly praying for the God of Light to save his leader.

"This guy's accent is wrong, he seems to be from the east."

A mage retracted the elemental fluctuations on his body and stared tightly at the direction the great swordsman left.

"From the east? The border defense army?"

"No, Portland people!" The only ritualist in the group suddenly took a potion from his pocket and drank it, enduring the bitter taste. At least some of the strength he had consumed during the dragon hunt could be replenished.

"What are the Portland people doing here? This isn't their place."

"Be careful, the guy who just left seems a bit off."

"You're right, wait, it seems a very powerful person is coming."

The ritualist, who spoke, had a mysterious perception ability far beyond ordinary people. He seemed to have a premonition and looked in a certain direction.

The men who brought the injured were all strong, which was why they had the confidence to participate in the hunt for the golden dragon, hoping to get a share of the spoils.

"Melidol, you look very pale. Go rest for a moment."

Lin Mo smiled gently and placed his hand on the little nun's young shoulder.

Melidol felt a warm current from the other party's hand flow into her body, gently spreading through her limbs and organs, making her feel warm as if she were in a hot spring. Even the splitting headache caused by the depletion of her mental energy improved significantly.

This was the power of light, and only a kind-hearted person could possess such holy power. The little nun couldn't help but recite a prayer, but she quickly realized the inappropriate setting, blushed, and stepped back, saying, "Thank you, Lord Morin! I still need to arrange the things you need."

"Sure, prepare a candle, a needle, a roll of fine cotton thread, a few pieces of white cotton cloth, two basins of hot water, and if you have strong alcohol, that would be even better."

Lin Mo listed the things he needed, looked around, and instructed the men to put together a few tables in the prayer hall, then lifted the injured onto them.

There was no need to find another place; this environment, full of active light element energy, was perfect.

As for the approaching Portland strong, Lin Mo had no intention of continuing to run. If he were to be chased like a stray dog for a thousand miles, he might not escape death.

To need these things? The pharmacist Li Liang and the little nun exchanged glances, wide-eyed. Was he going to do needlework? How was this related to saving people?

The little nun Melidol, however, seemed to have some inexplicable trust and bowed slightly, saying, "Yes, my lord, I will arrange it immediately."

A moment later, a powerful voice echoed in the prayer hall.

"Is this the place!"

The figure of Portland Sword God Glen appeared at the door, his body burning with wind element blue battle aura, walking steadily inside, his eyes like lightning, scrutinizing everyone in the prayer hall.

The rising battle aura was a silent warning and threat.

"Damn, it's the Sword God! He seems to be more than just a first-rank position, perhaps even stronger."

"How did the Portland strong come here?"

"What criminal? Are the Portland people coming to our Slan territory to arrest criminals?"

The "Tiger Fangs" warriors, who had just recovered from Lin Mo's miraculous wound stitching, saw the uninvited guest the ritualist had mentioned and carefully sized him up.

"I don't care who you are or what you are. If you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better do as I say. Otherwise, you will face the wrath of a second-rank position Sword God."

Sword God Glen's threat was completely unreserved and naked. He wasn't afraid of any opposition or resistance. If not for the consideration of the Church's prayer hall, he would have already drawn his sword and taken down these defiant individuals.

Faced with the threat of a Sword God, most people in the prayer hall's faces turned serious, and they were as silent as cicadas in winter. The few innocent townspeople who were caught up in this were even more terrified, kneeling and begging for mercy, but no one paid attention to them.

Even the "Tiger Fangs" were wary of the power gap and dared not act rashly.

A second-rank position Sword God was already a very powerful existence among humans. The Portland great swordsman, who had been glaring at the people in the prayer hall, continued, "Everyone, those without elemental power, step forward and stand to one side. The rest, stay where you are and show your elemental power one by one, no exceptions."

The civilians without any elemental affinity were relieved and scrambled to one side.

"Hmph!~"

Although they were reluctant, the "Tiger Fangs" team had no choice but to release their powers one by one.

Fiery red fire element, blue wind element, light yellow earth element, light blue water element...

The Portland great swordsman, emboldened by the Sword God's authority, swallowed his saliva. Was this prayer hall hosting a martial arts conference? So many powerful warriors gathered here. It was wise to not act rashly and to bring Glen.

"And you, yes, you two, show your powers."

The Portland great swordsman pointed at the little nun Melidol and Lin Mo, who was wearing a monk's robe, and ordered them loudly.

Everyone except the Portland people couldn't help but roll their eyes.

To make the Church people show their elemental power, wasn't that just being ridiculous? Did they need to ask?

Do they have pig brains instead of human brains?

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