Everyone was looking at Henry.
Henry nodded, "Dear Seniors, the reason why I came here this time is to bring you some things, and to tell you the news that I have already entered the Recluse Association and become the jailer of this prison. Unfortunately, with my current identity, I can't open the prison. The news I got is that even if the current president of the Recluse Association wants to open the prison, there is no way. There are a total of four keys required to open the gate, each of which is in the hands of one of the four major organizations in the world: The Recluse Association, the clans, the Noble Berserkers and the Alvin League. Only the four keys together can open the gate."
Henry told everything he had heard from Bishop Morvyn.
"What did you say?! The Alvin League!" Sister Erin's face changed. "This organization should have been destroyed long ago! How could it still exist?"
"It does exist." Henry nodded.
Henry noticed that when Sister Erin mentioned the Alvin League, she clenched her fists tightly, and a stream of hostility was emitted from Sister Erin's eyes.
The short man patted Henry's shoulder. "Sister Erin and the League have irreconcilable hatred. If you meet members of the League, cut off their heads and throw them down. Sister Erin would be able to calm down."
"Don't worry, if there's a chance, I'll definitely chop off a few of their heads." Henry nodded his head. The gene fusion experiment of the Alvin League made him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.
Silas said, "Henry, we have already expected what you're going to say. The City of Hell is deep and complicated, and the restrictions on it are even more complicated. We are not very surprised that the Recluse Association alone can't remove such restrictions. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't even be able to see the appearance of the houses outside. You don't need to find ways to get us out. We've passed on our abilities to you. I just hope you can inherit our mantle and continue to grow. Remember one thing, never think that you're strong enough."
At this point, Silas sighed, "At first, if I hadn't thought I was invincible, I wouldn't have been put here by the Recluse Association. If you want to rest in peace, the best way is to trample everything under your feet. There are still many things you have to do, so you don't have to waste time accompanying us old guys. When you have something you don't understand, you can come to us and talk to us. Go back!"
As soon as the words "go back" came out of Silas's mouth, he grabbed Henry's shoulder with one hand and then lifted him hard.
In this place, even if he couldn't use Qi, Silas's power was much stronger than Henry's.
Henry felt that he was thrown into the air by Silas without any resistance, and then he plunged into the fence above. The scenery in front of him had completely changed.
Henry knew that Silas didn't want him to feel guilty. After all, he had promised them that he would take them out. But in the end, he found that it was almost impossible. Was it possible for the four forces to break the deal and release the people in the prison?
Henry shook off the sand and dirt on his body.
Impossible? It must be possible for him to do what he wanted.
Henry looked at a direction in the distance.
Within the desert city, at the top of a tall building, Jilisa and the blonde youth stood at the edge of the tall building, staring in the direction of the City of Hell.
"Lord Jilisa, as expected, he came out of the prison!"
Jilisa looked at this place. She didn't make a sound.
Soon after, a helicopter rose from Radiant Island.
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