This aura is deadly

Diana came to the old woman's body and picked at it with the tip of her sword. No matter what the old woman was, she was now a piece of burnt garbage.

It was a pity that if he could be caught alive, he could still be questioned, but considering how embarrassed he looked before, it was a blessing that he was not killed, and Diana could not ask for more.

She recalled the moonlight sword and walked around the house, but found nothing similar to an invitation.

"I hope the fire just now didn't burn the invitation to ashes..." Diana said to herself without any hope. She looked up and saw a small aisle on the right wall.

She hurried over to find out what was going on. She stood at the entrance of the corridor and looked inside. She saw a small wooden door with a window at the end.

Diana walked into the passage without hesitation. The passage was cute and narrow, with only room for one adult to squeeze in. It was difficult to turn around. With her height, she could barely stand upright. If she wore a helmet, , I'm afraid I can only move forward by bending down.

Diana came to the door and through the small window, she saw a chair inside. On the chair sat a naked man covered in blood.

She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then pushed the door open and stood at the door for a few seconds to make sure there was nothing extra inside before walking in.

The small room was very small. The man was sitting on a wooden chair in the center. The legs of the chair were tied to the floor by large chains, making it look like a torture chamber.

This man is a Caucasian with medium-long blond hair and a beard on his chin. The skin on his body is bruised and bruised. His six-pack abdominal muscles are bloody and bloody with some kind of torture instrument. His chest muscles are full of cuts made by knives. He The blood on his body had dried, and the overturned skin had begun to turn black. A complete set of torture instruments that had tortured him was placed on a wooden trolley beside him.

The man's clothes were placed on the table nearby. It was a quaint windbreaker suit and a leather triangular hat. On the side of the table, there was a folded serrated knife, which looked very ferocious.

This situation reminded Diana of the time when she was imprisoned in Asra. She leaned down to check the man's breath and found that he was still breathing weakly.

"Can you hear me? Big boy?" Diana asked.

The man's lowered head moved slightly. After letting out a long series of painful sighs, he finally raised his head and tried to see Diana's face clearly.

"Danger... danger... witches will become invisible..." Even though it was so painful, he informed Diana immediately.

"Is she a witch? Don't worry about her anymore, she's dead." Diana comforted, trying to untie the rope that bound the man's hands. She didn't have a dagger and the moonlight was too bright, so she had to try to untie it with her bare hands.

"Dead...? Then you are very powerful...I have run out of blood bottles...I can't hurt her." The man said in pain.

"What's your name? Why are you here?" Diana finally untied a rope.

"My name is...Al, I am a secret keeper...aren't you? What's the matter with the armor on your body?" Al asked.

"For a seriously injured person, you have a lot of problems." Diana untied all the ropes, then took a step back and handed the clothes on the side to Al.

"How could you possibly deal with that...oh...it hurts me so much..." Al took the clothes, but was too painful to move.

Diana knew how painful Al's injuries were, and she could only wait patiently for Al to adapt.

"I'm not a secret keeper, but I saved you. Should you tell me what happened to you?" Diana asked.

"Isn't this obvious... I tracked them here, and then I ran out of blood bottles and was caught by that old bitch... I thought I was dead..." Al said.

"Where did you come from...? Is there a way back to Longtown?" Diana asked.

"Otherwise?...Oh...Did you fly here?" Al said angrily.

"I was captured by them voluntarily. The Adventists captured my sister and I came to find her." Diana made up a lie.

"With all due respect...Miss...your sister may be in the pile of corpses outside...it is unlikely to survive." Al said.

"I know, I have no hope, so I'm here for revenge." Diana said.

"Then you are awesome...Who are you? Ordinary citizens can't do those things. You'd better explain." Al said.

"I saved you, Al, why do you sound like you're questioning me?" Diana was a little angry.

"Please forgive my nerves. You have to be careful in this job of night watchman... The armor on your body makes me have to ask this... I have never seen anyone like you... hiss..." Elwan Waist.

"Is there any medicine here? You are seriously injured. It's a pity that your beautiful abs... I mean... we should go there soon." Diana said.

"No... I can't move... I'm too injured... Take my badge, go to the secret keeper, and tell them that Al is in Henwick's delivery room, and they will send someone there." He said, grinding out a small necklace from his windbreaker. The necklace was shaped like a folded serrated knife, exactly the same as the weapon leaning against the table.

"How do I find the Keeper?" Diana asked.

"There is a small church called Adan in Longtown... Show the saw blade badge to the priest... and then tell him that the ancient bloodline has not been cut off... he will know." Al said painfully.

Diana picked up the badge and hung it around her neck.

"Okay... what's your name? Madam?" Al asked.

"My name is Diana. I may be able to carry you back. Believe me, I have very good physical strength. There is no problem in carrying a man back." Diana said.

"No... the way back is not safe. I can only drag you down. The Adventist problem is more serious than expected. You must bring other secret keepers over. This information is far more important than my life." Al said .

"Okay Al, I'll get them over, but I have one last question..." Diana said.

"Quick question..." Al sighed.

"Have you seen an invitation...?" Diana asked.

Al was silent for a while, and he looked at Diana with a serious look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Diana noticed the change in Al's attitude.

"Nothing...I haven't heard of any invitation, never heard of it. You should leave, Ms. Diana, go to the Ardan Chapel and ask the secret keeper to come..." Al said.

"Well...how do I go back?" Diana asked again.

Al told Diana the path back and that there were many weirdos wandering on that road, but because Diana killed the witch, the fat man should not appear.

"Don't forget...the message...the ancient bloodline has not been cut off...the Little Church of Adan..." Al said.

"I know, Al, I know." Diana assured again and again.

She left the small house and turned around to look again after walking out of the passage. Al had his head drooped, as if he was resting.

The serrated knife badge emits a dim silver-gray reflection on Diana's chest. Diana needs to talk to Chen Ke.

Yes, perfect attendance is obtained, that’s right.