The Dark King

Francis shrugged and said, "You can think of it this way, but you have no right to beat me. Our saints are another system that only obey the orders of elders and the orders of our saints, and although you are the deacon of our monastery , But under the deacon of the monastery supervision department, your identity and tasks can not be exposed, and there is no real power."

"If you want to beat me, you have to wait for you to climb to the elder's position, or ask the elder to authorize you before you can command me."

Du Di An Qi said: "Your news blockade can really do so in place? If other captains of saints have exposed my identity, it will be a big blow to the loyal saints of your monastery, right? ?"

Francis laughed: "I don't know if I can't fight it, but I know that once someone exposes you, you must be dangerous."

Du Dian narrowed his eyes slightly and shrugged, "Well, do you mean that I still have to ask you to keep my secret? I really don't believe it. You exposed my identity and you can be exempted."

Francis laughed and said, "Okay, even."

Du Di'an didn't continue the topic immediately, and asked, "Will someone respond when I'm airborne to the dark church in the outer wall?"

"This will naturally be arranged for you." Francis chose a fork and walked along the road: "The front is the torture chamber. Your first procedure is to imprint, and I will do the rest for you."

"Brand?" Du Dian frowned.

At this time, the two came to a spacious torture chamber with many penal instruments and blood stains on the wall.

"I've seen Lord Saints." The two young guards in the gate guarded respectfully.

Francis nodded slightly, removed the key from the wall, and opened a dark, heavy iron door next to it. The light was dim. He pushed the door open and said to Du Dean: "Please."

Du Dian glanced inside, and then came in.

"This is a place dedicated to branding criminals, but branding criminals is just a cover, and also branding someone with a special status like you." Francis turned to close the door and said, "The average person can't come in here, but after going out, It’s better for you to keep a low profile. I’ll tell others that your review is over and the suspicions will be washed out temporarily.”

Du Dian didn't talk, and looked at it. This is a dark corridor corridor, with tools of various shapes hanging on both sides.

Francis said: "The first point to join the Dark Church is to brand the Order of the Dark Church. Choose a pattern."

Du Dian looked around silently. He knew what Francis said was the brand mark. At first, he relied on the dark mark disguised by ink. Now it will be branded with a real mark here. It can never be washed away. This also means that if he has any Abnormal behavior, the monastery and the light church can easily push him out, completely burned to death as evil demons.

Du Dian looked at it again, pointing at a tool and saying, "Just this."

Francis glanced at it, took it off, and asked, "Where is the thorn?"

"Back." Du Dean thought for a moment. He used to draw ink on his chest because he was able to wash it off. Now that it is burnt, it can no longer be cleaned. He must choose a hidden location. I have seen it in Yade’s alchemy handwriting. Some people engraved their dark marks on their armpits, some in the cracks of their hips, and even some on the footplates. In short, the more concealed the position, the better. It is not easy to check it out when staying at the gate.

However, he is here to appoint elders and can talk to the Pope of Light. Generally, he will not be found unless the Pope of Light wants to deal with him. This is not necessary.

The reason why I chose the back rather than the chest is that it is easy to be injured in the chest and easy to be seen by people during treatment. There is also a more important reason, that is, there are split wings on the back!

This transparent wing is attached to the skin under normal conditions, just like the second layer of skin, only when it is activated, it will relax. It is difficult to see a pair of wings in normal times, which also leaves him in the future A retreat.

Francis nodded and said, "OK, you undress."

Du Dian put the baggage in his hand aside, took off the jacket and the intricate scars appeared on this young body, such as the interlocking dense lines.

Francis saw his pupils shrink slightly, but he soon recovered, and he suddenly understood that no wonder Du Dean’s face did not change at all when he saw the tragic torture and torture chamber. You know, even when he was promoted to saint, he mastered Strong force, the first time I saw such a scene was shocked out of cold sweat.

"It seems that your previous experience is quite a lot." Francis whispered.

Du Di'an said: "Not enough." At the same time, he was thinking, if he suffers enough, he will not let you fool around here today.

Francis naturally didn't know what Du Dean thought, and when he was ready, he stabbed him.

"Huh?" Francis reached out and touched Du Dean's back, frowning slightly. "The meat on your back seems a little hard."

"The relationship of the magic marks." Du Di'an said indifferently.

Francis nodded without saying much, and stab him carefully.

Du Di'an was very calm. He was sure that Francis could not see the wings on his back. His vision could clearly see his back. Even he could hardly see the outline of the wings, not to mention others, unless Francis had special Observation ability, but when the wings are not stretched, the shape is a bit strange at most, but everyone with magic marks will have humanoid changes, and some will grow scales and feathers. This is nothing.

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Half an hour later, Francis closed his hand and handed Du Dean a glass mirror and said, "Look at yourself."

Du Dean felt his fierce pain in his back, and his face remained calm. He watched the whole process of Francis's stab, including the dark mark of the inverted cross on his back, which also clearly appeared in sight, but he Still reaching out to take the mirror, turning his head and pretending to look at it, said indifferently: "The craft is good."

Hearing Du Dean's calm and comfortable evaluation, Francis glanced at him with interest, and there was a little surprise in his heart. He saw such a precocious person for the first time, but he also saw the scars on Du Dean's body, and he knew that it was a power The forbearable boy said, "It's okay, you don't want to abandon it."

"How dare."

"You're welcome."

Du Di'an put on his clothes and carried his baggage, saying, "It's not too late, the sun is coming, let's go shopping."

"Fine." Francis lowered his shoulders and said, "I haven't slept all night, I'm quite tired."

"There is work."

"There is an elder's account, and I dare not go, let's go."

The two left the dark monastery's underground torture chamber and returned to the outside of the square again, only to see the red sun rising, the vast light shining on the earth, dispelling the darkness and dispersing the cold and damp mist.

In the square, the previous five saints waited on the steps, sitting or standing or leaning.

Francis and Du Dean walked over. The five saw the two and were a little surprised. One of the young saints couldn't help saying: "Captain, he, how did he follow up?"

Francis smiled and said: "The elder has reviewed, he has temporarily dispelled the suspicion, let me send him back tonight, now I take him down the mountain to go shopping, you are all tired, go back and rest."

"Is it susceptible to elution?" The questioning saint youth was stunned, his mouth pouted, "It's boring, he's busy."

"Finally, I can go back and feed my kittens for breakfast. You talk first, and I will withdraw first." A saint woman in the line grinned and turned away.

Another person next to him said, "I'll send you." He said, and followed.

The other three laughed and greeted Francis, and they all left together.

Francis said to Du Dean: "Let's go, take you to see the scenery of our inner wall area, but I can say that, no matter what you see, don't talk indiscriminately, there are many big people here, some are not you and I can Offended."