Night came quietly.
In this dark hill, there was almost no difference between night and day.
Even during the daytime, this place was always covered by gloomy dark clouds.
Occasionally, when the weather was good, there would be a few dark curtains of light falling from the cloud cracks.
The purpose of the draping Buddha was to remind the living beings on the hill to fight against the harsh environment, and that was the sun light that they almost forgot in their memory.
However, it was night, and the heavy rain was falling in the dark sky.
"How could there be people slowly walking toward this place from the hill far away?" This abnormality not only frightened the local animals who were recovering, but also made the alert people in the dark cloister who were still alert.
"Knock!
Knock!
Knock!" The knocking sound of the knock on the door spread throughout the entire cloister.
Finally, the figure came to the front of the monastery's gate and knocked on the door ring hard.
He must be a traveler who got lost in the outside world.
In the inner side of the cloister, a seemingly weak middle-aged monk picked up the candlelight to open the door to greet the guests.
The moment the door opened, the pale and weak face was filled with unfriendly expressions under the dim candlelight.
"Excuse me, is this...
the dark black cloister on the dark hill?" Through the half-open door, the middle-aged monk saw the uninvited traveler.
It was a young boy in his early twenties, dressed in travel clothes.
Although he had put on the rain shelter used to ward off the rain, this sudden heavy rain still got him wet.
The black sea cap on his forehead that had been wet by the rain was stuck in front of his forehead mullily, which made him look more like a man in a difficult situation who was trying to escape.
"What a young man.
What are you doing here?" The monk looked up and down with doubts.
"This young uninvited guest." Perhaps it was an ignorant young man who had no worldly knowledge?
That was why he got lost in such a dark night and came up to the Dark Hill.
However, since he knew this was the dark cloister, then he should know what kind of place it was.
How could he come up to the Dark Hill in the dark weather regardless of the weather?
Could it be that he was an adventurer who came here for fame?
In that case, he must suffer a lot.
The middle-aged monk had evil intentions and a strange smile appeared on his face.
"Do you see any other buildings on this hill?" After the middle-aged monk paused for a moment, he unceremoniously asked the young man.
Of course, there was no need to think about this answer.
In the entire Dark Mountain, apart from this cloister, where were there any other buildings?
At this time, the middle-aged monk discovered that the young man was holding a seemingly unconscious young woman in her early twenties, who looked pale and thin.
She must be his lover, right?
Or maybe they were the couple who ran away regardless of parents' objection?
However, what was the reason for them to come up to this almost deserted dark hill in this rainy night?
The middle-aged monk looked at this pair of wall men in front of him with quite a playful expression.
"In that case, is it convenient for us to enter?" The polite young man asked the middle-aged monk in a polite tone.
The middle-aged monk's face was filled with an indifferent expression that suggested he did not have a good intention.
"Since you're here, you should know that we're no ordinary cloisters.
The monks here generally don't have the enthusiasm to sacrifice." The middle-aged monk said as if he was telling the rules and immediately went on to talk about it.
"But that doesn't mean that we won't do anything for the lost." After nodding his head expressionlessly, he opened the door completely and let the young man take the woman in his arms into the cloister.
No matter where he came from, it was impossible for someone who had stepped into the dark monastery to walk out alive.
If he didn't live the rest of his life, he would be killed by other monks who had evil intentions.
Perhaps, the woman in his arms...
thought to himself.
The monk who was slowly closing the door had actually revealed a rather lecherous smile when the young man passed through his back.
"Thank you!" The young man expressed his gratitude and wiped the wet face of the woman in his arms accidentally because she was running around in the rain.
Such an action did not wake up a woman?
The middle-aged monk could not help but guess why the woman did not respond when he looked at the unconscious and tightly closed monk.
Was it because of the tiredness of the journey that made her sleep too deeply?
That was why she was unaware of the intimacy between the young man and her.
"Serlu!
Why are you letting people in so casually?" As soon as the young man who was carrying the woman entered the hall, a powerful voice sounded, immediately resounding through the entire hall.
The echo that had not dispersed for a long time caused the ears of the young man who had just come out of the desolate and silent dark wasteland to suddenly ring, and he frowned tightly.
However, the girl in his arms was still like a stone statue, continuing her sleep without any reaction.
This reaction made the middle-aged monk, who had been paying attention to the girl and could be said to be very sleepy, frown.
A girl who only knew how to fall asleep was just a naked doll with body temperature, wasn't she?
The middle-aged monk's lust that was still lingering in his mind immediately cooled down by more than half.
"Yale!
How could I have the face to teach people to be drenched in the rain in such a heavy rain?" Although the middle-aged monk called Sar Lu had just entered the hall a little slower, it was difficult for him to avoid the lingering echo of poison that lingered in his ears.
He hurriedly shut his ears while explaining.
"Hello!
I haven't introduced myself yet!
My name is Kain Ti Keen, she is my fiance." At the same time when the youngster appeared in front of that robust man named inconsistent, he already spoke his name in a polite manner.
In addition, in the main hall, he found a bed chair that could be considered rather comfortable, softly lowering the Frances that was originally sleeping in his arms.
"Kyrin?
I seem to know a fella named Cayrin, but I hate him to death.
That's because he was the one that sent me to this blasted place." This was as if he thought of something.
Meanwhile, Sarton, who was on the side, still focused all of his attention on France immaturity.
"Who is it?" Perhaps it was the noise that he had just created that alarmed the rest of the people in the courtyard.
A voice that sounded old suddenly came from the inner sanctum of the hall without any warning.
It was from the corridor that led to the inner room.
Looking at the trembling Sarion andDMA in confusion, it was hard for them to imagine why they would turn into a state of extreme fear when they heard the voice.
"Elder Locke!
It's two youngsters that have lost their way!
This small matter shouldn't have bothered your distinguished self, right?" Sarlu trembled with fear, but he still had to pretend to be calm and calmly answer.
However, in the end, it didn't seem to produce any results.
His words were stammering, making him feel a bit guilty.
"Really?
I think I should have come out to take a look!
Since you two came here, no one has been here for a long time.
Think about it, I haven't seen any guests from other places for a long time." Ignoring the empty words that they made up for peace, the elder named Luo Luo finally insisted on showing up in front of everyone.
From the first glance, the elder named Locke should be an important figure in the cloister, right?
However, judging from his ordinary appearance, he was just an ordinary white-robed old man.
It was the first time for Kajen to come here, so he couldn't figure out why the two of them should be so scared.
"Haha!
Young man, what's your name?" Elder Luo smiled kindly, which made it hard for people to imagine how terrible this old man could be.
"Elder!
His...
his name is Cain Cheel." The man who was deeply afraid of Elder Luo's displeasure spoke first, pretending to be diligent and loyal.
His tone was full of respect and fear.
"I...
am I asking you?" Elder Luo's slow words contained hidden dissatisfaction and anger that others couldn't detect.
He knew better than anyone what this tone meant.
His face was livid with fear than before.
"No...
Please don't...
ah...!" Just as Elder Luo Luo slowly raised his right hand to curse at him, he burst into a panic and shrill cry for mercy, but he still couldn't take back Elder Luke's right hand.
Just like that, things happened...
A green streak of light immediately shot out from Elder Locke's palm, shooting straight towards the young man who was still kneeling down and continuously roaring for mercy.
Then, a small scale storm formed from the center of this storm began to continuously blast around his body.
The crushed rock and wind blades within the storm smashed into his body, drawing out gashes one after another.
The crazy screams that sounded from his mouth due to pain were also covered by the howling of the crazy winds within the storm.
"Will he die?" Sarlu looked at abolitions with sympathy.
Even though he wasn't the one being punished, the terrifying scene of him rolling on the ground in pain made him recall the painful memories he had of the past.
Tears that were difficult to endure almost began to flow out from his eyes.
"No, it's just a punishment!" Elder Luo smiled.
He turned back and looked at the visitor who made him very curious.
"Storm Sacred Text?
Isn't it the long-lost offensive character from hundreds of years ago?" Kay was shocked by what she saw.
This was not the long-lost sacred character in the church.
How could it be here?
Could it be that the legend of the mysterious power in the dark monastaries was true?
At first, he had come here in a state of extreme despair, but he did not expect that the unfounded legend was very likely to be true as the legend said.
If that was the case, that would be great!
Perhaps there would be a way to save her!
Just as Appen was still happy for the fact that the legend of the Dark Black cloister had come true, Elder Lock suddenly changed his attitude sharply.
"Who are you?
How do you know this is the Storm Holy Character?
Say!
Are you a spy sent by the church to investigate the secret?" Elder Luo suddenly stretched out his powerful old hand and roughly grabbed the collar of Kaiyin.
He also stared at him fiercely.
His aggressive sudden change made him really puzzled.
Is he a member of the church, so he deserves to die?
"I...
I'm indeed from the church, but..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he admitted that he was from the church.

He thought that the monks here were once from the church, so logically speaking, they shouldn't have such a fierce reaction.
But before he could say anything, Elder Luo had given him no chance to speak.
At the thought of the fact that there was still an Elder Fan En who hated the church more than he did, Elder Luo made a decision immediately that he would leave Kajen to be dealt with by him as a member of the church.
"Fain!
Don't you hate the church's lackeys the most?
Quick!
There's another one here!
Come and kill him!" With a loud shout, Elder Luo dragged Cain by the collar and turned to shout at the people inside the inner room.
As expected, a cold murderous aura immediately flew out of the inner room with strong indignation.
"We're finished!
Even Elder Fan En, a master of swordsmanship, is going to come out?" The nervous and uneasy Zassler grabbed a chair nearby and, without saying a word, hid under it, hoping to avoid this upcoming bloody battle.
"Is it Sword Qi?" Deeply aware of the current existence of this great enemy, Cayrin, could only calmly judge the cold air type that Elder Fan En had emitted from within the inner room.
In the end, he was finally able to determine that this was a cold wind that was created by the gathering of Qi from the sword.
"You're the church's lackey!
Why don't you eat this set of sword skills from my Sacred Sword Knights that's specially used to punish demons!" A streak of sword light shot out at the same time, along with the voice of the figure.
Of course, its target was directly towards the location of Kaiyin.
Then, a thin, middle-aged man followed him into the hall.
In this way, the hall had already been filled with six people.
It could be said that there was no space for the sword to fight.
Under such adverse conditions, it was relatively strenuous for them to avoid such a sudden attack from Kaiyin.
"Holy Sword skill?
You're a member of the Holy Sword Knights?
How is that possible..." Hearing that Elder Fan En wanted to use Holy Sword skill to discipline him, as one of the members of the Holy Sword Knights, Karne could only stare blankly at him.
The Paladin Order was one of the four great knights under the church's direct jurisdiction.
They were all well-known for being loyal to the church.
It just so happened that as one of the members of the Holy Sword Knights, this was the first time that a Holy Sword Knight had been sent to the Black monastaries by the church because he had made a mistake.
Because, that kind of sinner was the shame of the entire Paladin Order, and also a slander of the entire Holy Sword Knights!
If such a person really existed, he would definitely be the first to rush forward to have a life-and-death battle with that person.
"That's right, I'm the former Holy Sword Knight, Fan En and Reisgem!" As Elder Fan En replied, another cold sword energy struck in front of Kajen's chest.
While he was speaking, he also drew out the sword he carried behind him to block this attack.
At the same time, Elder Fan En's reply caused his mind to waver!
"The former leader of the regiment?
The former leader of the regiment should be Billy, the former leader of the regiment.
Why did this old man dare to call himself the former leader of the regiment?" "Nonsense!
The Billy bussiness is the former captain of our Holy Sword Knights!"Kyne's rebuttal was full of anger and injustice, because the Billy bussiness is exactly his swordsmanship instructor, who has been growing up.
"Qingli?
The timid and flatterer Billy?
Humph!
I didn't expect such a person could be the leader of the knightage.
Now the church is really an incompetent and corrupt place!" Fan En said disdainfully, but he didn't stop attacking with the long sword in his hand.
It was only after the two consecutive successful blocking strikes that Cayrin realized that his previously arrogant and powerful arms were actually trembling involuntarily and he was finding it rather difficult to fight back.
This kind of situation made him have to admit that Fan En's cultivation, at least in terms of swordsmanship and strength, was not simple at all!
"You mean my teacher's swordsmanship is not good?
Then you should take a blow from me!" Although he was amazed at the strength of his opponent, Cayrin, who was a little angry because of his teacher's humiliation, thought of an old motto that the best defense was attack.
Therefore, he turned from defense to attack.
He took a cold and unguarded step forward and launched a sneak attack.
At the same time, the sword tips of his and Elder Fan En's collided with each other, followed Elder Fan En's sword aura and slid toward his heart, planning to let him be caught off guard and be attacked.
It was just that Fan En, who had been ambushed, was only retaliating with his extremely disdainful sneer.
"Kid, that's called sneak attack.
Is that a low-level move a sword skill?
Take a look at my sword skill.
That's the Holy Sword Skill!
...
The Holy Light!" Fan En, who said that he wanted to use the Holy Sword skill, suddenly released the Magic Exorcism Talisman to Kaiser with his left hand.
The Holy Light, which was originally used to release the supernatural and immortal creatures, could not open his eyes temporarily before the opponent was Kajen, who was human.
However, in front of a powerful enemy like Fan En, if he couldn't open his eyes, he would be trapped to death.
Sure enough, the sword in Ryan's hand failed to last longer than two or three strokes, and was shot down to the ground by Fan En with great force, making him a prey at the mercy of others.
Defeated?
The sword skill taught by his teacher since he was a child was so easily defeated?
The combination of the holy language and sword skill?
There was such a combination of skills!
At the same time that he recognized his failure, Cayne's mind was also in a state of chaos.
How come Fan En seemed to have overturned all the beliefs that he had in the past?
It never crossed Kay's mind that something other than what Mr.
Billy said.
As a member of the Holy Sword Cult, he had never thought that there would be such a combination of Holy Sword skills in this world.
But thinking about it, this kind of combination was reasonable and logical.
Was his vision too narrow?
Or was it that his teacher's sword skills weren't as ideal as he had imagined?
Could it be that he was carrying the title 'a rare genius in a hundred years' on his shoulders?
Was it just an empty title?
Compared to those superficial mundane matters, the thing he was most unwilling to accept was the regret that he had yet to complete that most important matter...
Forget it, could it be that he was fated?
If he really did end up dying, then there was no need for him to care so much about it.
Who knew if he would meet with a crime in the other world?
The sudden realization of death caused all sorts of thoughts of unhappiness, regret, giving up, and so on to arise in his heart.
"You don't want to live?
Alright then, I'll fulfill your wish and let you die happily!" Fan En raised the sword in his hand high.
Just as he was about to stab toward Ein's heart, Elder Luo, who was originally watching the battle from the side, released an extremely confused and surprised sigh at this moment, interrupting Elder Fan En's focus.
"Eh?" Just as Fanne and Kenyon were fighting to the death, Elder Rite suddenly noticed the unconscious girl on the recliner next to him.
He quietly approached this Frances who was not disturbed by this battle and probed her heart vessel and body condition out of curiosity.
Unexpectedly, because he was so officious, he couldn't help forgetting his feelings and making strange sounds that were hard to understand.
"Strange!
According to common sense, this girl should be dead, but how can she still live like a sleeping person?" Elder Luo muttered to himself and denied his own accidental discovery.
At the same time, he was confused about the girl's current strange physical condition, which was really strange to the point of puzzling and shaking his head.
However, it seemed that the young man named Cacusim must have come for this dark hill, which could be regarded as a forbidden area in the church, for the girl's physical condition.
Perhaps, he had come at the risk of being considered a traitor to the church.
"What's wrong?" Fanne, who had thought that something major had happened, stopped his killing spree and turned his head to look at Elder Luo, who was making weird noises.
When his gaze landed on France's sleeping body, his eyes immediately went wide open, and he could no longer say a single word.
"What's wrong?" This time, it was Elder Luo who asked in confusion.
Seeing Elder Fan En's incredulous expression, it was as if some kind of gift had fallen from the sky.
Could it be that he had entered the flower bushes before he grew old and had been shocked by this girl who was so young that she could be his daughter?
"She...
she...
she's mine..." The expression on Elder Fan En's face was instantly the best commentary on the term "Hundred Emotions Cos 2007)." that he had made.
It was hard to say whether it was a suspicion, joy, sadness, or gratification.
mixed with two lines of salty tears, it was suddenly released from his middle-aged face which seemed to have experienced all the vicissitudes of life.
"Yours?
What's yours?
Are you trying to say...
that she's your daughter?
How can there be such a coincidence in this world?" Elder Rrock had never seen Elder Fan En behaving so unmanneredly before.
As soon as he spoke casually, Elder Fan En nodded his head excitedly and held his hand tightly.
How could a family that had not seen each other for a long time meet in such a place and in such a situation?
He really didn't know whether it should be said that God really loved fate and made fools of people, or that the miracle really existed?
"Is...
Is this true?" Cacusim was so scared by the sudden change that he fell to the ground.
Earlier, he had thought that Elder Fan En had some lust and was about to fight to get up to stop him.
However, he had never thought that his father was actually someone who had been expelled from the church a long time ago.
Moreover, he had even fought with Elder Fan En just now?
"Fain!
You...
are so pitiful.
She can't be saved anymore.
Even if she dies in the next second, I won't be surprised.
Please take care of yourself!" Elder Luo could not bear to lie to his good friend, so he had to tell her the truth, bearing the pain.
However, the Elder Fan En, who had just felt that the God had treated him quite well, now seemed to have suffered a greater blow.
It could not be said that he was angry, sad, or self-blame...
All kinds of expressions were instantly entangled in his face.
Finally, he turned his eyes to Burke, as if to ask, "What's the relationship between you and my daughter?
What is going on?
Why is she unconscious?
What happened?" A series of questions were difficult to resolve, constantly attacking Elder Fan An who couldn't wait to know all of the answers.
"The thing...
happened that way." Discovering that the matter had already eased, Keane decided to just lie his weak and frail body on the floor, as if he was saying remorsefully to the priest in the ancestral room...