Wang Xiaofeng sat casually, watching the old man sighing sadly, and did not persuade and comfort him. It was not that he didn't want to take advantage of the situation and get closer, but that he didn't know how to explain it. If he spoke, it would be long live the light, which would probably make the old bear man angry.

"What's your purpose for coming here? Tell me, I've returned your kindness to the tribe."

"I am the disciple of the ninth saint Hu'en," Wang Xiaofeng hugged the old bear man, always feeling that he should know what the saint is, and then put his notebook on the table in front of him. "It is also an envoy sent by the Holy See of Light. I was entrusted by the teacher and must meet several saints and discuss how to fight against the demons of hell."

"Demon?" the old bear man asked back, put away the gloomyness, and his expression returned to his original dullness and hostility. "Since it has been hostile, why bother to discuss now? The predecessor of the Ninth Saint was defeated here. If your Holy See wants to take revenge, you don't have to do such a hypocritical conspiracy."

"Huh?" Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but stare at him, as if he had accidentally touched a secret. Hu En had just taken over as the Ninth Saint for 60 years and integrated his body into the holy light, which was already considered dead and immortal. But the former Ninth Saint actually failed here. It must have been a conflict with several saints in the dark camp... Then wouldn't he have entered the wolf's den today?

Although the saint is not dead, there are also cases of war damage.

This is Hu En's original words. I didn't feel much when I heard him say it, but now I feel his helplessness. The former Ninth Saint seems to be Hu En's teacher, so how can I not repay the hatred of killing my teacher? No wonder the system gave the S-level task difficulty assessment. Now it seems that it is well deserved...

"Go back, you can't see a few adults. Your strength is too weak and your mind is not pure enough, and it is not coming with a pure purpose."

"Yes, in addition to visiting, I also want to ask them to help me unseal a few pieces of equipment."

The old bear man flatly refused: "That's even more impossible. The shining suit back then carried too many sins. If it fell into the hands of the Holy See, it would be a disaster for all races in the Dawn Continent."

Wang Xiaofeng blinked. This old guy knew a lot. No wonder the Dark Speaker would let him come. Or this old bear man was here to guard the saints of the dark camp, so he naturally knew some of these secrets.

As the saying goes, the more you know, the faster you die. Wang Xiaofeng said that he was on the verge of dying quickly, but he finally had the opportunity to stand on the land of the dark camp. An S-level mission plus a few super-quality purple gold suits were added. This temptation could make him rack his brains and do whatever he wanted.

"The power itself is not sinful. Those who abuse their power are guilty," Wang Xiaofeng carefully said, trying not to misunderstand the stubborn and upright old bear man. "This is my personal collection of these equipment, not the Holy See's intention to get it back. The Demon Legion is too powerful. As long as I can do my part to defend the Dawn Continent, I am not afraid of some pressure."

The righteousness he mentioned was Bingran, but he could only find this excuse. He couldn't say that he would use a magical outfit to step on people to play, so he would probably have no chance today.

"You are not afraid, we are afraid." The old bear man hummed in a muffled voice, "Ambition is not something you can notice. It is a cursed armor. If anyone wears them, he will be driven by ambition and **, that is the real disaster."

"Even if you don't believe me, you should believe the contributions made by the Holy See to the mainland," Wang Xiaofeng sighed, "You must know more clearly than I do. As the elder who follows the Saint, demons rule the dark history of the world, and we don't need to explain too much about these. Some of our internal struggles are like conflicts between biological brothers, and there is an essential difference between those demons."

"The origin of your human race is the demon who has lost its power. I believe no one will tell you, and no one can know these."

The old bear man looked at Wang Xiaofeng's still-changing expression and continued to say to him in a cold voice: "I heard from the saint that only in the oldest classics have been recorded. In the years when the demons ruled the continent, the first races that appeared were the elves, orcs and ancient dwarves, and no humans. The demons' races have mutated and created you."

"The power has been lost, but your greedy nature has not changed, and the ** you ruled the continent has never changed. What is the difference between the Dawn Continent and the darkest demonic period under your rule? So, go back, they will not see you."

Wang Xiaofeng could only frown at this time. The secrets of the mainland were really endless. He just wanted to make a suit and play with it, but it actually involved the birth of the human race. Demon mutation? This is a bit absurd. Although the human race has many bad habits, the mainstream is still hardworking, bravery, fairness, and justice... This seems to be the teaching taught by the goddess.

"Well, it's not the time to discuss the relationship between the human race and the demon race. No matter what history is, the current demons are trying to break through the barrier of the Dawn Continent, in order to destroy this continent that betrayed their rule." Wang Xiaofeng turned his mind a few times, and then brought out another great god. "These are all told by the creatures who were the first to pursue light in the world."

"Have you ever seen the ancient tree saint?"
Chapter completed!