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  Any country, any region's god stick, all have a identical characteristic, that is hypocrisy.

  So when they encountered such a situation, even the majestic Knight Commander couldn't help but nod slowly and say: "You said..."

  The expression on Du Fan's face was extremely holy, and he said seriously in a low voice: "As the child of God, I want to pray for myself one last time before I die, can I?"

  The Grand Knight pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly. After all, he had long recognized the person in front of him as the one who was known as the biggest waste of talent in Green family history. This ordinary person who couldn't do anything was fundamentally impossible to escape from his presence. Moreover, as a devout believer, Du Fan's behavior over the past few years had been extremely pious, so his request before death seemed reasonable no matter how you looked at it.

  The merciful grand knight finally nodded and said in a low voice, "Pray for yourself, priest, pray that you can still accept God's glory next life."

  "Yes, my lord knight," Dufan slightly lowered his head, his eyes rolling around, "God... is watching you..."

  Although he said so, Du Fan's heart was secretly anxious. Where was the woman who had just spoken to him?

  "Hey... stop looking... I'm right in your hands, idiot..."

  Just as Du Fan was about to think that the previous sound was his own illusion, the voice rang out again. This time, there was an inexplicable hint of shyness in the tone.

  His pupils contracted for a moment... Du Fan's gaze suddenly stopped on the strange woman in his arms, and due to tension, his hands couldn't help but tighten their grip by several degrees... Wow... it really is so tight...

  "Is it you who's speaking?" Du Fan thought to himself, the nearby knights hadn't noticed the woman's voice, probably because she wasn't using a normal way of communicating. Now that he was pretending to pray, he naturally couldn't make a sound, so he could only take this gamble.

  "You're quite clever... to have discovered the way we communicate so quickly." The woman in his arms seemed to laugh, and Du Fan also realized that he hadn't actually heard any sound, but rather this voice had suddenly appeared in his mind, making him feel extremely uneasy.

  Fortunately, Du Fan's life experience was not comparable to that of ordinary people, so he didn't scream out loud. He also knew that time was pressing, and immediately asked the key questions in his mind: "Who are you? Why are you here? And I will inexplicably run to this underground room, it must be your doing too? What do you want to do?"

  "Does it matter now?" The woman's gentle voice sounded again. "What you should be concerned about is how we can escape."

  "What can we do?" Du Fan furrowed his brow, and with a sorrowful expression, he found that for now, it seemed like there was no other way to escape except by listening to what this woman had to say.

  But as soon as the thought turned in his mind, Du Fan suddenly understood that this strange woman who had been released by himself might really have a way to help him escape this disaster.

  At this time, keeping one's life is true, and everything else is false.

  So Du Fan's expression became even more holy, and he quickly asked in his heart: "Then how should we escape now, do you have any way?"

  The woman seemed to smile in Du Fan's mind and said, "Why must we escape? Can't we just walk out openly?"

  "How to get out!"

  "Is it really that hard to get out?" The woman's voice started to sound strange, "As long as you're willing to accept me...willing to accept everything I give you...as long as you have this realization...then you can absolutely get out?"

  When she said that, Du Fan was stunned for a moment, but then laughed in his heart: "Woman, don't tell me you have a way to let someone like me who can't cultivate Qi and magic cultivate Qi and magic? But even if that's the case, will they give us time now?"

  "Magic? Qi?" The woman's voice was full of disdain. "If you want to cultivate that sort of thing, I can give you the highest-level secret manual in the world at any time. Even if your body is the most unsuitable for cultivating these things, I have a way to help you change it. But do you think you can get out of here alive with just those things? However, looking at how you don't know anything, I won't blame you... You should know that among the people standing around you, there are five eighth-level knights, and many more sixth- and seventh-level ones. At this time, unless you have the power of a Saint, it's all just a dead end... But if you have the awareness to accept everything I give you, then... the people in front of you will all become corpses on the ground."

  "So much nonsense," Du Fan muttered to himself, "if you have time for nonsense, then hurry up and start already... Whatever you bestow upon me, humph, as long as you can let me walk out of here alive, I'll accept everything you give me..."

  "Then... let's make a contract..." The woman's voice was strange and flat, but after she spoke, Du Fan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head... then he shook all over... an indescribable feeling filled his entire body...

  "Alright...do you understand now?" The woman let out a faint sigh, "With this power...can't you still find a way to leave this place?"

  Du Fan's mouth slightly opened, a strange smile hung on his face, the muttering sound in his mouth had stopped, he hugged the woman and slowly stood up, staring at the tall knight in front of him.

  The grand knight looked at Du Fan with a cold and indifferent gaze, humming: "Have you finished your prayers? Then... go die without any regrets!"

  "Oh... no... it's not like that, my respected Knight Commander..." Du Fan's voice was filled with an inexplicable charm, "Before this, can you listen to me say one thing? This is also a last gift for you..."

  The Grand Knight was taken aback, originally intending to kill Du Fan directly, but after hearing his words, he felt a stir in his heart. The feeling was as if the Du Fan before him was like his own master, evoking an irresistible urge to listen to what he had to say.

  "With this feeling, the tall knight said in a low voice: 'You...please speak...' "

  The other knights, although they all thought it was a bit strange, also felt a strange feeling in their hearts, as if not acting according to Du Fan's words would make them feel uncomfortable all over.

  "Alright then......" Du Fan smiled slightly, "Actually... what I want you to hear is just one sentence... a very simple sentence... Knights of the Temple, can you die for me?"

  "What...what...joke...is this..." The great knight muttered to himself, but by the end, his voice had grown weaker and weaker.

  Then the knights present, although at first they all wanted to burst out laughing: what is this madman talking about?

  But soon after, everyone had a feeling in their heart: Ah! Why can't I die? Why can't I die for him?!

  The scene became incredibly mysterious, the knights' hands holding silver guns trembled wave after wave...

  Then, each person's hand made a slight turn, the muzzle of the silver gun in their hands aimed at their own throat, and they said in unison: "As you wish, Your Majesty!"

  No sooner had the words fallen than the knights' long spears stabbed out in unison, and the protective auras of various colors surrounding them were undoubtedly pierced, broken through, and shattered once more...

  Then there was a faint sound, and countless bloodlines suddenly sprayed out, dyeing the space red in no time.

  But the knights' corpses did not fall under the support of their long spears.

  Under the faint glow of magical runes on the wall, this scene appears to be extremely eerie, as if it were a Shura Hell.

  At this time, Du Fan finally took a deep breath and sat down on the ground, casually placing the woman in his hand on the ground, saying: "Woman... is this what you call power? What is it? Hypnosis or spiritual magic?"

  "Hypnosis? Mind magic? That kind of low-level stuff?" The woman who was still lying on the ground suddenly said lightly, her voice at this moment being exactly the same as the one that had appeared in Du Fan's mind earlier.

  "That's..." Du Fan shook his head, "Never mind, just tell me straight out. Why is it that earlier I suddenly had a feeling that no matter what I said, these knights would do as I asked?"

  "It's simple," the woman said calmly, "because I just gave you the power of speech spirit - an ability to change the order through language. It should be one of the spiritual magics you mentioned, but this ability is not invincible either. With different mental states and abilities of opponents, its effect will also be different. If those surrounding you were high-level mages or a strong saint, then this ability would have almost no effect."

  "Unless you're a magician or a Saint-tier powerhouse, will this ability definitely work?" Du Fan asked seriously.

  "Yes..."

  "So..." Du Fan suddenly jumped up, quickly undoing the silver chain tied to the woman's body. "So, woman... take off all your clothes for me..."