Chapter 295. It Was A Blessing In Disguise!

Char did not expect Mungo to be so fierce, nor did he expect him to suddenly blow up Cisco's head.

He screwed up before he even knew it.

However, the moment Mungo raised his hand, he understood why he did that. After all, he was still a Barbarian, so he would not let someone who controlled the Red Mist soldiers to make an enemy out of his "direct descendant".

However, Mungo did not know that his boss had signed a contract with that person.

What bad luck.

In the familiar death corridor, black and white were clearly separated.

Char was looking at two system notifications.

One was a death notification, and the other was a "contract completed" notification.

The moment Cisco died, he also died, hence it was considered a promise kept. The reward was fondness from Cisco.

This was really dark humor.

Char smiled helplessly. At that moment, Messiah extended his hand to him.

"Come on."

"Ah? Oh, oh, it's fine. Just go." Char waved his hand at her and said.

"Lead the way. You're not a child. Why are you holding my hand? You're making it seem like I'll get lost."

"Give me your hand!"

"Aiya, I said there's no need.."

"Char!"

He did not expect that his casual words would anger Messiah. She was very angry, which was rare.

"Eh?"

"Give me your hand! This is an order!"

Char's mind was still occupied with some other thoughts, and he was caught off guard by the shout.

"Why are you so cowardly?"

"This is my mission and my promise."

Looking at him seriously, Messiah stretched out her hand. The light on her body was particularly eye-catching in the monotonous space of black and white. It was full of holy brilliance.

This woman made him speechless.

Char was rather disdainful, but he still extended his hand and let her hold it.

Messiah's hand was very warm, but it was different from Mia's warm feeling—or rather, it was different from any girl's hand. It was the warmth of a blanket on a cold night, drinking hot milk by the fireplace. The wind and snow were howling outside the window, but the warmth inside the house seeped into the heart and made people feel tipsy.

He felt very at ease.

The road wasn't long, and they reached the end in the blink of an eye.

Messiah did not say a word. It seemed that she was no longer angry after Char cooperated.

"You're fine now?" Char asked.

Since Messiah did not answer, Char pouted and walked out.

This time, there were no accidents. He climbed out of the church's cemetery, but Char realized that something was wrong after he got up.

The camp seemed to be empty, with only a few people around.

Moreover, it seemed that they had just experienced an unusually fierce defensive battle. Even the fence outside the camp had been washed down, and the ground was covered with the corpses of poisonous creatures.

The Gangrene Tribe had been here, and they had attacked on a large scale?

It probably happened because the Gangrene Tribe was insulted during the day, so they came for revenge at night and to find out what the church was doing.

Seeing that there was no one around, Char sneaked away, but after a few steps, he was attracted by a group of people.

The Gangrene Tribe warriors, led by Giro, were tied to pillars. There were about three or four hundred of them, and all of them were injured. About ten of them had anti-magic shackles on their feet.

There were only a dozen prison guards with injuries on their faces watching over the prisoners.

Char was clear about the church's system, and understood this kind of open-air supervision—even prisoners who were locked up in tents would not be taken away within half-day and sent to the mines on the outskirts of Mephisto to work as coolies. Those who could be educated would be educated, and those who could not would be locked up until death.

However, such orders were given by high-ranking personnel, who was at least at the same level as Norman.

He didn't dare to act rashly and went to the entrance of the sinkhole.

He felt that something wasn't right before he even got close.

The guard standing at the door was actually someone he knew.

Paladin Norman!

Not only did he wake up, he came here to stand guard?

Who would a high-ranking Paladin like Norman stand guard for?

The answer was obvious!

Char immediately and quietly retreated.

With his skill in stealth, there was no way he could sneak in right in front of Norman.

It was likely to have someone at the level of Laurentia and the Holy See inside there, but he could not enter openly. This time, he had escaped because of the disaster. Otherwise, he would be a burden to Mungo even if he was down there.

With Mungo's strength, he would have no problem protecting himself against Laurentia—who did not have the Eternity Spear. After all, his life was tied to the door, so he was not afraid of casualties.

As he thought about it, Char suddenly felt that his ambition was restricted by his level.

Although his leveling speed was already like a cheat, he still couldn't catch up. After all, things were changing faster and faster, and the enemy was no longer something that could be predicted with common sense.

He had to increase his strength!

Char sneaked back to the pillar where the mortals were imprisoned. After observing for a few minutes, he confirmed that there were no long-range monitoring devices such as "Alert Eyes " left here. Only a very hidden "Stagnation of Holy Light" trap was set up at the exit of the area designated for the prisoners.

The level of this thing was so high that the few guys on patrol probably didn't know about it. It would make a lot of noise if an ordinary person dismantled it, but the Paladins could definitely handle it.

Char found it funny, thinking that the Holy See was definitely going to be the scapegoat this time.

He took the opportunity to sneak into an empty tent and took out a uniform from the box.

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[Paladin's uniform (Clothing)]

The clothes of the lowest ranking staff of the Judgement Church. The style is simple and doesn't provide any enhancement. It cannot be used as a disguise but have you heard of the story of a wolf in a sheep's skin?

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The "Clothing" attribute meant that this item could be worn on top of equipment, provided that it could be worn. It had excellent camouflaging effects, but its flaw was that it couldn't be crafted, and it didn't provide any attributes.

Char fiddled with it for a few minutes and transformed himself into a trainee Paladin.

Then, the trainee Paladin approached the prisoners with an invisible dagger in his hand.

"Hey, which team are you from?"

The guard immediately noticed him and shouted at him.

"Paladin Norman told me to have a look."

Char did not stop. He turned her dagger around and suddenly hit the back of the guard's head. Before the guard could react, he was knocked unconscious.

When the others saw this scene, they were about to shout, but before they could speak, a ghostly figure passed by and knocked them to the ground.

When Giro heard the sound of falling, he opened his swollen eyes and saw the scene. He almost screamed in shock, but fortunately, he reacted fast enough and lowered his voice.

"You..You are.."

"Shhh!"

Char gestured for him to keep quiet.

With the help of [Clothing], Giro didn't recognize the man in front of him as Dr. Nice.

A few minutes later, all the guards surrounding this area were knocked down by Char. He came back, frowned, and removed a few fences. He even used his dagger to draw a large circle on the ground, almost covering the entire entrance inside, leaving only a narrow exit that could only allow one person to leave.

"Don't touch the fence, we're only leaving from here," he warned. Then, he cut the ropes of several people, and used "Holy Word: Silence" to heal them for a bit.

"Run, the faster the better," he said in a low voice.

Giro swallowed his words of gratitude and took out a curved plate in the shape of an insect's shell with a few unrecognizable symbols engraved on it.

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[Giro's Token (Item)] historical

After wearing the token, the reputation of the Poison Gangrene Tribe is initially friendly.

Using the token can temporarily increase Giro's favorability to intimate.

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This thing could either be used to exchange for a promise from Giro, or it could be used as an area protection talisman.

Char put it away and motioned for them to leave quickly while he went to cover the rear.

Although there were not many people in the camp, Norman's two personal guards were still patrolling and would soon discover this place.

Giro was smart. He knew that the movement of hundreds of people could not be covered up. In addition, the exit was narrow, and it would take them all until the next morning to leave. So, he simply left with a few people who seemed to be of high status and quickly disappeared into the night.