Gray's eyes were gentle and his words were soft, as if he were facing a delicate and lovely lady, but such Gray seemed to the slave owner opposite him like the most terrible villain.

The slave owner, whose two arms were broken, looked at Gray with a little fear, subconsciously took a few steps back, and when he found that Gray did not move, he retreated a distance again, and after reaching a distance that he thought was safe, the slave owner stopped and looked at Gray with resentful eyes.

However, there was no shouting again.

The previous lesson has made this slave owner understand the truth that 'a good man does not suffer immediate losses'.

He was going to wait until the guards of the city arrived.

At that time, he will naturally be able to get 'justice' for himself.

Even, in the mind of this slave owner, there is already a plan for how to concoct Gray, after all, Gray's appearance is quite handsome.

Gray was easily aware of the slave owner's sinister intentions.

However, Gray did not act again, but still stood by Dean's side, watching Dean heal the slaves one by one.

It's as if nothing happened before.

But the meaningful smile on Gray's lips showed that it wasn't like that at all.

"Gray, will there be trouble?"

Edge walked over to Gray's side and asked in a low voice.

Ou Lun and Puli on the side also cast inquiring glances.

"Nope! There's a crown around us! ”

Gray affirmed.

And that affirmative tone brought confidence to the three of them, and of course, more important was the content of the words.

Yes, with the crown here, what do they need to worry about?

Encirclement and suppression of the Flame City-State?

It's a joke, even if it's the so-called flaming lion in front of the crown. It's just a kitten, like the frost wolf looks like a puppy in front of his crown.

Thinking of the reasoning, the three of them didn't say anything more at the moment, and continued to maintain order and move the seriously injured slaves.

However, among the cured slaves, a large part of them panicked and distanced themselves from Dean and the others.

Even if it was Dean who had just saved their lives. It's the same.

"Phew!"

Looking at this scene, Pulley spit on the ground with a mouthful of thick phlegm.

The honest man doesn't know how to express it in words, but his most instinctive behavior is to express his most direct inner thoughts at the moment.

Some of the slaves were ashamed of Purley's appearance, but most of them ignored it.

Ou Lun's gaze swept over the indifferent slaves, looking at the numbness on their faces, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and the fluctuations that had just surged in his heart were about to dissipate again.

At this time, a pair of hands appeared beside him to help him carry the wounded.

It was a pair of small, bony hands.

There is no delicacy of peers at all. It's not clean, it's even black and dirty.

But it was such a pair of hands, but it made Ou Lun's inner fluctuations surge again, stronger than any before.

"I—I'm here to help!"

The voice stammered, nervous and immature.

"Thank you!"

Oren's voice was hoarse, and he looked at the boy in front of him who had brought them here, and he moved his palms slightly to make the other party bear a little less gravity.

And the boy became energetic because of this thanks.

Then. The other party's father also joined in.

Some slaves, following each other's fathers. The same joins in.

Compared with those who are indifferent and numb, they have more vitality, at least the heart is still alive, even if it is only a small part.

The corner of Dean's eyes swept everything, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and the moonlight in his hand became more and more bright.

He doesn't worry about the lack of people. Just worry about no one.

Because, Dean is clear: a spark can start a prairie fire!

When the seed is planted, it will take root and sprout sooner or later.

For example: gratitude!

For example...... Freely!

With the addition of some slaves, the speed of Dean's healing has been much faster, after all. He didn't need to walk among the wounded anymore, he just bent down and shone the healing 'moon' on the wounded slaves.

And, as Dean applied the healing power of the Moon, the more familiar he became with the process.

Without the blessing of the system, Dean became more and more aware of this familiar process.

Don't look at any numbers, just judge by feeling.

Although there was an error at the beginning, as time passed, as such judgments became more and more proficient, there was bound to be an extraordinary intuition.

And this kind of intuition, the change that it brings to Dean, is definitely not simple.

Dean already had a hunch about this.

And all he did was to speed up the formation of this premonition.

So, in the following treatment, Dean became more and more serious.

It is not only the careful flow of the power of the 'moon', but also the changes after receiving this power to the wounded.

As a result, the treatment process is getting faster and faster.

Similarly, beads of sweat appeared on Dean's forehead.

When you concentrate on doing something, the energy consumed is far from what ordinary people can imagine, especially after most of Dean's power is sealed.

Although he has the power of the 'moon', this power is only the foundation, so it does not feed back to Dean himself and bless Dean's attributes.

To put it simply, Dean's current physical fitness is only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

However, under the cover of the 'moon', everything has become extraordinary.

The most direct beneficiaries were these dying slaves.

When they came back to life again, they thanked Dean, even though a significant part of them still went off into the distance.

However, the power of faith continued to pour into Dean's body.

Progressed to Dean's 'Moon' and completed the stage 9 out of ten.

Meanwhile. Something about the completion of the Moon, as well as some information about Morbius, came to Dean's mind.

Apparently, the one-eyed creature fulfilled its contract.

And then, another contract appeared.

After Dean gives the same level of faith power as he is now, the one-eyed creature gives information about another 'moon', which also includes the composition of the opponent's power. Start with the basics, move on to progression, completion, and some information after completion.

Dean groaned slightly, and signed the contract.

And throughout, even after Dean signed the contract, the one-eyed creature did not appear.

Obviously, several transactions with Dean have made this unknown existence more and more cautious. It knew it couldn't get a bargain on Dean.

Of course, it also shows a sense of disgust for Dean.

Naturally, Dean doesn't care about this.

Dean only cares about the immediate deal.

"Another moon!"

Dean muttered to himself.

Everything is just as he guessed, when Morbius is swept off the altar, there must be a moon in place of Morbius.

Moreover, the same 'moon', the way in which power is presented should also be different.

Perhaps, the basics, the progression, and the completion are the same. But after that, it doesn't stop.

It's like the path that everyone chooses, even if it's similar. It will also be different because of different personalities.

The divinity after igniting the divine fire is naturally the same.

Therefore, the one-eyed creature seems to give all of the other 'moon' generously, but in fact it is only the difference after completing the phase.

It's no different from the deal that Dean has completed at this stage.

Dean, however, doesn't think he's at a loss.

When he finishes the phase out of the 'Moon'. With the experience of Möbius as a reference, plus the experience of another 'moon', that effect is not ordinary.

The blind man touches the elephant and the lofty house.

The difference between the two, Dean is clear.

Of course, the premise is that he must reach the completion stage of the 'Moon'.

At the current level of the 'Moon' advanced stage at nine-tenths. But not at all.

So, Dean continued to heal the slaves.

Even though the vast majority of the slaves chose to stay away, when these slaves were pulled back from the brink of death, the power of pure faith that deep gratitude turned into was far beyond the normal scope.

If the ordinary people in Defendilan can provide ten times the power of faith for ordinary people in other planes, then these slaves provide to Dean ten times as much as ordinary people in Defendiland and a hundred times as many as ordinary people in other planes.

To put it simply, at this time, when Dean saves one person, he gets the purest power of faith for a hundred people.

Even if most of them can't be sustained, when the numbers go up, it's jaw-dropping.

And quantitative change will inevitably lead to qualitative change!

A hundred people is ten thousand.

A thousand people is a hundred thousand.

As more and more slaves got back on their feet, the moonlight around Dean grew stronger and stronger, and even during the day, the whole person was shrouded in the moon.

In the pure brilliance that belongs to the 'moon', there is an extra bit of imperceptible brilliance.

And this means that Dean's 'Moon' advancement is nearing completion.

Step, step, step!

There was a sound of heavy footsteps.

Armor and weapons shimmered coldly in the sunlight.

The guards of the Flame City have finally arrived.

In an instant, the slave owner rushed to the guards and complained loudly.

In an instant, the slave who had been watching Dean and the others from a distance ran even farther.

In an instant, the slave who was still helping also opened the distance between him and Dean and the others in horror.

For a moment, the freedmen, the petty aristocrats, and many more slave owners who were watching here thought that Dean and the others were finished.

The free man sighed.

The little nobles looked at them with pity.

And many slave owners sneered.

Their interests have been damaged, and they can't wait for Dean and the others to die now.

Dean didn't look up, still treating the remaining slaves.

However, when the guards rushed up, Dean gave an order to Gray and Agey.

"Just stun!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

All four of them bowed at the same time.

The slave owners looked at Gray, Eggie and the others who came out with disdain, and the sighs of the free people became heavier and heavier, and the pity of the little nobles became more and more unbearable.

Then, the man turned on his back!

The guards of the Flame City-State were like paper paste, instantly knocked out and knocked down by Gray, Edge, and the others.

Suddenly, the previous disdain, sigh, and pity, everything became dumbfounded!

PS First Update~

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Some friends, just vote for decadence! (To be continued......)