(A chapter that was driven out after deciding the route yesterday. If nothing goes wrong, this is the beginning of the Sakura Line. A road to punishment.)

After saying goodbye to the group of friends in the school city, Zhao Mian once again embarked on his journey that had not yet seen the end.

Compared to the several consecutive times when he could not find a world with life, Zhao Mian was very lucky this time. Not long after leaving the Academy City, Zhao Mian stood outside a world with earth civilization.

Zhao Mian placed his hand on the barrier of the world and accepted the information of the world. Suddenly, a shout came from the earth of this world. The inexplicable news was mixed with pain and despair, and a trace of expectation that seemed to be disappearing. The sound was blurry and very weak after passing through the walls of the world.

Zhao Mian didn't know who was shouting, didn't know what happened to that person, or who that person was.

But! This person is calling for help. Although he himself may not know, the information conveyed in the world will not deceive people. The only last bit of hope left under the words is enough to be the reason for Zhao Mian's actions.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Mian responded to the shout.

For the first time, when Zhao Mian did not take action, the world opened a hole to let Zhao Mian enter.

Zhao Mian knew this problem very clearly. And the power was very... dark, full of the dark side of human nature, which is full of curses, despair, sins, evil thoughts, etc.

But the source of power is not a problem. Justice comes from personal beliefs. Zhao Mian, a traveler and adventurer, is very clear about this problem. So he followed the guidance of power and leaned over to the voice that shouted him.

Standing in the magic circle, Matsuki Sakura endured the discomfort caused by opening the magic circuit in her body and the pain of the engraved insects gnawing around her body, and supplied her magic power to the magic circle.

Then, in front of everyone, in front of Sakura, in front of Shinji, in front of Matung Dirty Ink, things got out of control. The magic circle originally emitted a blue light representing the water-attribute magic power represented by the Matung lineage, but suddenly began to disappear. A new light was shining, a holy white light.

The light drove all the magic power of Matsuki Sakura. Matsuki Sakura, who was standing in the center of the magic circle, was surrounded by light, and the entire room was gradually eroded by light.

A scream.

The blue smoke emitting from the body of the Matsuchi Seiyan left the room. His old body seemed to be unable to withstand such light. The light penetrated his magic and caused damage.

The rest were young people who grew up as descendants of magicians. Looking at the huge power in front of them, Shinji Maki swallowed, trying to see clearly what was going on.

All the engraving insects near the magic circle were dead. The situation that appeared in front of Shen Er made him not know what to do. Such a thing was obviously beyond the old man's expectations. What kind of hero would be summoned accordingly?

The power transmitted from the magic array seemed to have reached a peak, and powerful force surged out from it, forming a huge pillar of light. The magic defense and magic array of the entire Matsuki House issued a warning, and then collapsed under the impact of endless light.

"Although I don't know what's going on, the smell of the undead in this place will not lie to me, and the traces of forced changes in this girl's body will not lie to me, and the dead insects emitting magical fluctuations on the ground will not lie to me. The holy light is on! What kind of place do I have to be?!!!" A voice came from the magic circle, and Shinji felt the trembling anger in the voice, and shivered and wanted to leave.

Zhao Mian suppressed his anger and took the holy light that was overflowing around him back into his body. Looking at the girl in front of him and the countless traces of being gnawed and transformed on his naked body, Zhao Mian penetrated the holy sword in his hand deep into the floor, spoke, and asked with anger: "So, is it you who called me? You should be a girl with black hair!"

The girl did not answer, but just aimed at Zhao Mian without any focus with her unsightly eyes.

Full of despair and helplessness. Zhao Mian felt the world in the girl's eyes, and his whole anger turned into countless holy flames and burned on Grosage's blade. However, it was precisely that look that Zhao Mian understood the facts.

The holy light was filled with it. After so long in the endless nothingness, Zhao Mian used this epic ability for the first time because of his anger. Countless holy lights emerged from Zhao Mian's body, and the huge energy repaired the injury on the girl's body almost instantly.

The boy beside him moaned in pain because of the judgment of the Holy Light, and the whole house was trembling under Zhao Mian's anger.

"Stop." With a trembling voice, a hunched old man with a trembling body came from outside the room. He walked in with a staggering pace.

"Ha! A half-dead?" Zhao Mian spoke, looking directly at the old man with the power of holy light in his eyes, "You should be glad that I am not the fanatic of the Blood Crusader, otherwise these holy lights would have completely purified you! Tell me! Let me hear what reasons can you use to resolve the anger of a knight!"

"This girl's life is in my hands. She is your master. I believe you won't let her life get unexpected?" Although the old man's face was still filled with fear, what could not be concealed was the smile that seemed to have already grasped victory and the rather strange look.

"Ha! It's actually a threat?" Zhao Mian said with some amusement: "It's actually a threat! It's actually a threat from a half-dead, a threat to a paladin! This is simply the funnyest joke I've heard on this journey!"

"As a hero, no matter how powerful you are," the old man's expression remained unchanged. He seemed to have not heard Zhao Mian's words, and said to himself: "Your master is also your weakness. Now this weakness is in my hands. You'd better extinguish your anger for the time being."

"I'm afraid you've made some mistakes, half-undead!" Zhao Mian gradually withdrew the holy light from his body, and his tone became calmer. "First of all, this girl is not my master. Although I don't know what you are talking about, there is probably nothing in this world that can command me, especially when it goes against my will. Secondly, is the danger you are talking about referring to the dirty bug on the girl's heart? Unfortunately, for me, it can be solved with just one small operation. Of course, you may need to understand another thing, that is, I have the ability to resurrect others, so death cannot stop my anger. Finally, I do not want to have an accident in this girl's life, nor do I want to have an accident in the boy over there. But for a dead girl like you, you will never be forgiven from me!"

"Now, face the punishment of the Holy Light!" Zhao Mian raised Grosage in his chest. The burning holy flame on the blade made the old man shrink back, "The Templar's Judgment!" He slashed down with a sword.

Although the half-undead old man wanted to dodge, the scope of the Holy Flame was obviously beyond his expectations. Almost in an instant, the undead turned into a wisp of blue smoke.

Zhao Mian put away the long sword, put the godless girl on his shoulder, glanced at the boy who had not even passed a spiritual judgment in the overflowing effect of the holy light just now, and threw down the gold coins that should be enough to repair the house and allow him to spend the rest of his life. Zhao Mian carried the girl out.
Chapter completed!