In the brightly lit camp, Myerson looked at the crumbling monument due to the collision of two breaths. After a few seconds of silence, he took a deep breath: "Anyway, let them stop first! If the monument collapses, we will have nothing to talk about!"

"Well!"

When Ji Haotian heard this, his sleeves suddenly waved.

"Buzz!"

In the void, a light curtain suddenly appeared, blocking the breath of Wen Keren and the Sky Knight. Seeing this, Wen Keren immediately stopped and stood quietly beside Ji Haotian.

"Knight Ross, please stop too!"

Seeing that Wen Keren had stopped moving, Myerson spoke to the Sky Knight beside him again.

"Myerson! Are you asking me to truce with a pagan?"

When the Sky Knight named Ross heard this, he looked at Mielson coldly.

"Knight Ross, you should know the purpose of our arrival in the Syrian desert. Before coming, my uncle had met the Pope in person. Are you going to resist the Pope's order?"

Myerson asked in a low tone.

"snort!"

When Ross heard this, he couldn't help but snort coldly, then put away the energy bursting from his body, and unwilling to insert the giant sword into the ground under his feet.

"Now, my people have stopped, and it's time for you to answer my questions!"

Ji Haotian paused and looked at Mielson's intact legs: "How did your legs recover?"

"What you want to ask is this?"

When Myerson heard Ji Haotian’s question, a hint of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

"Buzz!"

Seeing this, Ji Haotian held the void in his palm, and a walnut-sized light ball appeared in his palm. Although it was very small, anyone could feel the violent energy contained in it.

Many ordinary people present were even numb by the cold air they emitted.

Ji Haotian's palm moved slightly and pointed it at the Blood Crow Tribe Ancient Ruins next to him: "If you don't say it, then everyone will stop playing! Anyway, I'm not very interested in the Fountain of Life!"

"Don't! Don't do it!"

Seeing Ji Haotian's actions, Myerson quickly spoke to stop him. Then hesitated for a moment and said loudly: "I can tell you the secret of recovering my leg injury, but you have to promise me a condition!"

"No one in this world can threaten me!"

Ji Haotian said coldly.

"I'm not threatening, but I'm negotiating with you! After all, I don't owe you anything, right?"

Myerson shouted, and saw that Ji Haotian did not refute, and continued: "You want to know this secret from me, and I also want to get the Fountain of Life, so our goal is not to conflict!"

"As long as you can help me find the Fountain of Life, I will tell you this secret!"

"Otherwise, even if you kill me, I will not say anything!"

"Besides, under the protection of these knights around me, you may not be able to really kill me, right?"

Myerson shouted out his demands.

"brush!"

After listening to Myerson's words, Ji Haotian thought for a moment, and the light ball in his palm disappeared and invisible.

This time he came to Syria to find Myerson to find out how Myerson's legs were recovered and thus returned to China to cure the leg injury of his sworn brother Hong Yanzhong.

For Ji Haotian, even though Mielson has several powerful Holy See knights to protect him, it is not difficult to kill him forcibly.

But doing so has no point in doing so.

"Since you don't say anything, I'll just pretend you agree!"

Myerson was anxious to find the Spring of Life at this moment. Seeing that Ji Haotian had agreed to his conditions, he immediately waved his hand to the soldiers around him: "Don't stand there! Keep digging!"

"Action! Quick!"

As an officer made a sound, the soldiers continued to stand in front of the Blood Crow Tribe ruins with various tools and began to excavate, while Ji Haotian and Wen Keren also stood by and watched.

"Boom!"

About half an hour later, the soldiers finally pried a stone slab on the monument, revealing the dark space inside.

"call!"

As the stone slab was lifted, a black mist immediately whistled out through the gaps of the stone slabs and blew on the soldiers.

"ah--"

A soldier who was the first to be blasted on his body was blown by the black mist, and immediately exuded a burst of painful wail. Then his skin became blue and purple, and he fell to the ground with abscesses.

In less than five seconds, the soldier curled up on the ground in pain and completely died. The other soldiers who were blown by the black mist also began to fester, and large purple colors began to spread on their skin like ink.

When the soldiers around saw this scene, they began to dodge and run away.

"Be careful, everyone! There is poisonous gas in it!"

When Knight Ross saw the strange appearance of these soldiers, he immediately summoned a protective energy cover, covering himself and Mielson beside him, and shouted to the back: "Pastor! Go and save people!"

After Rose finished speaking, a priest wearing a white robe flashed with the luster of protective energy. He quickly squatted in front of the soldiers and shook his head slightly at Rose: "What just wrapped around them was not poison gas, but an ancient curse. All of these people were not good at all, only this person could save him!"

The priest pointed to a man whose arm should have turned purple: "His arm needs to be cut off!"

"I'll do it!"

A knight holding a long sword heard this, strode forward and slashed roughly at the soldier's arm.

"Puff!"

Blood splattered, and the soldier's arms were cut off directly.

"ah!!"

The soldier wailed in pain.

“Relax!”

The priest comforted the soldier, and then a white light appeared in his palm, slowly sweeping around the place where he broke his arm, and the soldier's mood gradually stabilized.

"Magic! Burn these corpses in front of the door!"

Ross gave another man in blue robe.

"Huhh!"

As the mage waved the staff in his hand, the bodies of several soldiers immediately burned and quickly turned into ashes.

"Mr. Myerson, this ruin is so weird. It has been a thousand years since then, but the curse inside has not yet expired. Otherwise, you should stay outside! Let's go in and find out!"

Ross looked at the flying ashes on the ground and spoke to Myerson.

"No, this time I came here, I promised my uncle that I must find the whereabouts of the Fountain of Life, so even if I die, I will not give up. I want to go in with you and take a look!"

Myerson shook his head stubbornly.

"Okay! Charlie, David, you two are responsible for protecting Myerson's safety. I'm going to open the way ahead! The situation here is not very clear, so the priest should not follow in. Since there are curses and other things, the magician will follow us!"
Chapter completed!