The white tower in the night has a white tower body and the evil red patterns spreading on it. The white tower standing on the hillside looks like a red hat that seduces people to walk to the swamp in the dark, which is strange and curious at the same time.

Biran and Dichdo were sitting on the ground in the White Tower Hall, gasping. Since Punk did not add any furniture to the White Tower Hall from beginning to end, the tired Dichdo and Dichdo could only sit on the ground with a strong smell of blood.

"Ha! Ha! Finally......... is it finally safe? Damn!"

Diccide gasped heavily. As a pure ordinary man, running so far had already drained his last bit of energy. Now he collapsed on the ground, not caring about the smell of blood that made people sick.

Bilan, who is of professional level, half kneeled on the ground to deal with the little boy's wound, but she had no idea to speak!

The hall of the White Tower was a little silent for a moment.

"Damn it, why do those people watch us being chased but cannot come out to rescue? Can't they see us still carrying seriously injured children?"

Dichter almost used his last bit of strength to grit his teeth. During the escape, he clearly saw many of the townsmen who were friendly and mutually helpful on weekdays looking at themselves and Bilan who were running through the window, listening to the two of them asking for help and appeals. However...... No one came out to stop the mad preachers, and no one even called out. The townsmen who were bragging and fighting together on weekdays just watched helplessly, as if they were watching a horror drama, with a look of horror but nothing was done.

"Damn it, why? Didn't they see those lunatic missionaries? Only a dozen people can stop those guys, and do these people have no sympathy?"

The last sentence Dichdo roared and tears slid down Dichdo's cheeks. He grew up in the town of Neilan, and felt that the true faces of those harmonious and friendly townsmen on weekdays were so shameless and cowardly. They were like indifferent spectators from beginning to end, and even Yuduo people gloat because of the misfortune of others!

"Man is a contradictory creature. The friendly side of the usual is them, and the cowardly side of today is them. It is just different choices in different situations. It is not those people who want to deceive us!"

Bilan carefully used spells to soothe the little boy's pain. When she heard Dichdo's roar, she spoke sad facts in sad words!

“……………………”

Hearing Bilan's words, Dichdo was silent. Dichdo, who grew up in people's kindness since childhood, never knew that human nature had such an ugly side. Today, he saw a group of crazy believers and a group of cowardly townsmen. The former made him afraid, while the latter made him sad.

"But we cannot give up hope because of this. No matter how others treat us, as kind people, we must always stick to the kindness in our hearts!

Kindness…it’s your own business, and you never need other people’s rewards”!

In the dark and swaying light, Bilan gently stroked Dichdo's messy hair. The girl comforted the crying Dichdo with a gentle voice. Although Bilan was also sad and helpless because of what happened today, the boy crying in front of her needs comfort more than herself.

Dichdo looked at Bilan with tears in his eyes, and the girl in front of him seemed to be the only light in this dark world.

"Cheer up, we need to treat this child, and we have to... leave here."

There was a kind of firmness and persistence in Bilan's light voice. She gently helped Dichter up the aching body, and then trotted to the punk's laboratory bench to carefully search for knives and medicines.

Although Punk also left several magic traps on the laboratory bench, Bilan, who was often forced to stay next to the laboratory bench, remembered the location of the magic trap. As for what will happen after punk comes back... It is important to save people now, let’s talk about it later!

Diccid looked at Bilan's back in a daze. Only then did he realize how terrible and weird the environment of Baita was, and the blood-stained laboratory bench... It looked like an evil mage's research base. Is Bilan's so-called "not bad" talking about this environment?

Thinking of this, Dichdo couldn't help but feel a sore nose. He didn't know what he said, just to avoid worrying about Bilan. Looking at Bilan's back, Dichdo felt that there was incredible strength and strength hidden in the other party's petite body.

"How could I...be so depressed!"

Dichdo gritted his teeth and stood up. He felt that he had to run hard to catch up with the girl's back, and now... it was not the time to stop.

"That...Biran...I'll help you"...

The white tower standing on the hill stands in the howling of the cold wind. Although it is dark, it can give two sad travelers a safe shelter. And the residents of the town of Neiland do not have the "good luck" of Biran and Dichdo......

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The defense of the White Tower has a clear punk style. In order to facilitate the transportation of slaves, the punk set program allows passers to bring people in and out. Anyway, the important things punk has always been carried with you, and the things in the White Tower are just a few valuable auxiliary tools.

Therefore, the white tower's defensive magic arrays are biased towards attack. Through several magic-filled gems as energy, the missionaries who rushed into the magic array without knowing how to survive and die were instantly blown into pieces by the violent spell trap.

However, there is no supplement to punk magic, this is mainly attack-consuming and cannot last long. Moreover, since punk "treated" the last few slaves before leaving, no food or drinking water was stored in the White Tower, so Dichter and Bilan couldn't stay here for too long.

It seemed that because of knowing this, five or six dull missionaries stood quietly outside the range of the magic circle in gray-red robes. They stared at the white tower on the mountain with their turbid eyes. They were as lifeless as several wax figures!

Now the town of Neilan has completely lost its peace and peace. A terrible disease suddenly broke out like it fell from the sky. Nearly one-third of the townspeople found that their bodies had become fragile since when. With a slight bump, they would even break bones!

In the panic of the spread of the epidemic, the missionaries of Tisshar changed their original attitude of being pestered and beaten. They formed groups, went door to door to promote the doctrine, and took out the "divine water" that can cure the so-called "curse of the ashes" and let people drink it. If the other party does not drink it, several missionaries will rush up and spread the other party's mouth and force it down!

The so-called "sacred water" does have the ability to treat this terrible epidemic. Nearly one-third of the sick townspeople joined this weird church in fear to cure the disease. Many people were forced to drink "sacred water". Without exception, these people who drank "sacred water" became crazy believers of "the goddess of Tissar" in just half an hour!

How could the sober townspeople who saw this scene not realize that this was a huge conspiracy, but they were powerless and could only hide at home without saying a word. They were afraid of being found by those mad missionaries, so no one had the courage to stand up and resist or escape...
Chapter completed!