Game of the World Tree

This is a dim lunger.

Dark, moist, exudes the taste of sour odor and erosion.

This seems to be a corner of the world forgotten and spur, can hear, only in the dark, the sound of mice and , as well as the ......

It's like awakening the eardrum that sleeps in the heart of the year.

Suddenly, with giggling sound, Dungeon's ice-cold stone door was slowly pushed away, and several trial knights took the gods who were tied to the ban. John came in.

More than a few months ago, the old Journal seems to see a lot of wolves, and the hair is also a little messy.

However, his waist is still straightforward, just like a tough loose, it seems that anything in this world will not let him yield.

"Mr. John, your new home is here."

The eternal pastor who led the old John came and said that he was squatted and he was evil.

For the behavior of the pastor, Old John did not react.

He just looked at each other in indifferently, the eyes were like a flame, but although it seems calm, but if it contained some powerful power, let the Eternal pastor did not dare to look at it, cold A light side is over.

However, the old John's eyes did not stay in the Eternal Pastor for a long time.

His eyes swept through the dim lungers, with the prisoners who were returning to the caves after the prisoners, and brushed the guards of those who were drunk, just like a beach.

It seems to be a long time in this dungeon, except for a little more serious, the image of the Dungeon Guard is not much better than the prisoners.

"Don't look, your stay here!"

The pastor came to a smile and pushed the old John to a dim, a duckling.

Looking at the dark and humid, squeezing a lot of prisoners of prisoners, old John loudly:

"Is this the way to treat the Eternal Pope?"

"Oh, when did it, don't you really feel that you are guest? Your evil pagan!"

Eternal Pastor is tempted by his old John.

Then, he took the other side to the other side and closed the cell and smiled.

"Mr. John, I have been taken, your new roommates will take care of you, I hope you can have a good time here."

After finishing, he laughed and left with the knight.

The dungeon recovered again.

However, with the arrival of the old John, he quickly became the entire cell center, and one of the prisoners will soon will surround him.

Their eyes are very dangerous, and the face is laughing.

And their physical, much better than other cell prisoners, and still wear a ban chain, which is obviously professional.

The first prisoner is a strong man almost two meters.

He smiled and looked at the old John, pinched his fist:

"Newcomers, your name."

Welcome him with his unsophisticated eyes, old Jayhan warm and smile:

"You can call me to John."

"John? He said his name is John?"

A strong man laughed and looked at other prisoners, and other prisoners have also laughed.

However, smiling and smiling, the feelings of the strong man becomes:

"From today, you don't call John, but call the shit!"

"No, the shit is not my name, this is not a positive pathogency."

Old John said.

The laughter of the prisoners is even greater.

The strong man looked at the old John's eyes is like watching a fool, he smirked, said:

"Hey, I like new people who don't listen to it."

"Since you don't like, then I will teach you what is like!"

After finishing, he shook his fist toward the old John's body ...

Like Old John, the hands and feet of the strong Han have a banned torture, it is also a professional person, and since it can become the leader of prisoners, even if it is in the professional, it is very powerful.

This is because the ban is capable of imprisoning the power of the profession, but can't change their physical fitness, and the stronger professional, physical fitness is often better.

A prisoner's leader bombarded the old John's face, and she took a boxing.

However, the old John did not hide, quietly looked at the fist.

The smile of the prisoner's leader is more.

He seems to see the other person by his own punch.

However, in his fist hit the old John's moment, the old John's body has a touch of glory, and the prisoner's leader only felt that he was playing on a iron plate, and he couldn't help but The expression changed, and the pain came.

Looking at my red fists, I looked at the old John, the prisoner of the prisoner was amazed:

"You ... Why is you? Why didn't you be banned ?!"

"I am John, a regular person who chases bright."

Old John was sigh.

The brilliance of his body gradually became average.

That is the power of God.

Although the forbidden magic is invisible, he calls the power of faith and the strength of the gods, but as a god, the blessings of the real God are engraved in the bones.

In addition to other gods to break the power of faith, they can hurt him. For the general doors and evil beliefs, as long as they are unable to use enough super extraordinary power, it is unable to hurt him.

This is almost a secret that only knows the gods. It is also the capital of the old John to walk in the Sags mainland.

"The mold is like! It must be hidden on the body! Give me, squat him, and search for him!"

The prisoner leaders to other prisoners.

Under his order, the prisoners roared, and they were brought together, they came toward the old John.

However, after a golden light, they have painted, and the power of the fist or the ankle is in the ground ...

After only a moment, the prisoners who siege old John were all lying on the ground and constantly embarrassed.

The expression of the prisoner leader has changed thoroughly.

"You ... who you are?"

His look has brought a warehouse and frightened.

"A ordinary person pursuing justice and equality is."

Old John sighed.

"Fair? Equality?"

The leader of the prisoners slightly.

Then he smiled:

"What is justice and equality in this world, but it is a weak meat, and the winner is a king!"

However, the old John is just a light shot.

He deeply saw the leader of the prisoner and said:

"I know you."

"I?"

The leader of the prisoners slightly.

The old John's eyes stopped in the sashimi of a wolf on the other wrist, said:

"More than 20 years ago, the empire has born a military god, led the imperial army to defeat the army of the orcs, achieving peace for more than 20 years ..."

"Just, after the victory of the war, he has been persecuted by the big aristocrat. It is siled as a false person, and it is known as the most indestructible prison in God Samania and the entire Ceduth world. In the dungeon of the Dorlia Castle ... "

"This is almost a family-known thing in the civilians of the Holy Manian Empire."

Said, Old Jayhan deeply looked at the leader of the prisoner:

"And his logo is the wolf totem on the wrist."

The leader of the prisoners was silent.

And old John sighed and continued:

"'Wolf Claw' Charles, when did you start, do you truly as a prisoner? At what time, completely give up everything?"

After listening to the old John, the prisoner's leader was confused.

After a while, he sat on the ground, it seems to have lost our strength in a moment, self-ridicies:

"Oh ... What is the prisoner? Abandon everything?"

"Nothing, I have n'thing, as a slum, a body flowing through the blood of the wolf, even if I make a big contribution, I will not be recognized ..."

"This world, it is inequal, noble people are born, the low-lying people are so low, like people like me, the more powerful, the more powerful, the more it will be guarded by the noble ..."

"The Eternal Church is also the same, the hypocrisy, after the death, the devout believers will rise to the country, happy, saying in the eyes of the gods, believers are equal ... You can change the reality, but also talk What is death? "

"I, just the knife who throws it ..."

"And reality, just a dark corruption, the prisoner is a noble and church, and the cage is civilians and slaves, what is the difference between the dunks here?"

The leader of the prisoner is sad and self-launched.

However, the old John smiled slightly:

"Charles adult, since you said, then you also hope that you also want to see change, then ... also don't try to pursue changes, to pursue real roads?"

"Change? True road?"

Charles was slight.

"Of course, a world full of light, full of hope, happiness, fair equality."

Old Jayhan warmly laughed.

Charles was awkward, and then smiled:

"The world of fair equality? Talking in the world of fairness is equal? ​​You guys ... must be crazy."

"That, if the god is willing to be an arbitrator, come to the presence of this peacekeeping?"

Old John suddenly said.

Charles was stunned.

This time, his expression has finally changed.

I saw that he carefully sought an old John, and he only noticed that the other's clothes were broken, but the vague visible seems to be a professional installation that belongs to the daughter.

His look, I suddenly wary:

"You ... Who is you? Is it a letter of evil?"

"No, I am not the believers of evil spirits, but the world's most justice, the most kindness, the greatest God."

Old John shake his head.

Said, he smiled slightly:

"Mr. Charles, have you heard of the high-end life goddess, natural mother, elilled shelter - World Tree?"

......

Old John, who is being enacted into the cell, does not seem to cause too much wave.

In addition to the first day, there seems to have no difficulty in explosing the old John in the cell.

Not only that, I don't know what old John said. After three days, the "wolf claw" of other prisoners in the cell, let the headache "Charles seem to have changed people, treating old John's attitude never disdain It became solemn, and gradually became respected from solemn ...

The dungeon is still induced.

However, after the old John was confused, he had a full voice.

That sound, suppression, frustrated, gentle mellow.

That sound, in a point of prisoners, describe a fair equality world, describing a beautiful world that can get true relief for prisoners ...

Over time, other prisoners have gradually gathered, began to participate in listening, listening to old John to tell the doctrine of the Life Church, listening to the greatness of the goddess, the goddess, the goddess, the goddess ...

Slowly, the sound of prisoners in the dungeon is less sound.

Instead, it is a prayer that is faintly affordable every day, as well as confession with crying.

Over time, more and more prisoners gathered, even if they were prisoners in other cells, they also began to smash the iron fence, and listened carefully to the old John's teachings.

They look at old John's eyes, more respectful, more devout, and more fad ...

Focus on, it seems to have something to change.

The dungeon is still deep and humid, still corrupt.

However, in the dark, it seems to have a shower, a vibrant machine.

No one pays attention to changes in the private room.

However, with the changes in prisoners, the guards of the dungers are not appropriate.

"What are you doing? Your evil pagan! I dare to spread evil speech and belief!"

Looking at the prisoners who gathered in the past, he listened to the teachings of the teachings, the captain of the Dungeon guarded the face.

However, he ushered in John Tweet and smile:

"Mr. Guard, I am not spreading evil speech and beliefs, but in the truth."

"Hey! Ridiculous! Scropolism!"

The guard team has a long.

Said, he shouted with the companions:

"What is to do? Just bring him out and go into other independent cells! Then I will shout the judge!"

The guards listened, and they have actually acting, but prisoners are faster than they act.

They looked in the guards in the face, and the old John was behind him.

Seeing this scene and guarding the captain shocked.

"Crazy ... You are all crazy!"

He curse.

However, when the Guardian team leader continued to drink, the voice of the old John suddenly came again, as always, the gentle mellow, let people can't help but want to listen:

"Mr. Guard ... I have never thought about it. Why is it clearly a guardian guardian for the empire, but why must you always stay in the dark and humid dunge?"

The guard team is long.

The ghost gods, he stopped the action, and he looked at the old John:

"Your guy, what does it mean?"

Old John smiled slightly:

"Mr. Guard, can you borrow a little time?"

"I want to talk to you, our kind goddess, great world trees - Eve Uketra Hill ..."