I am on the evil side? I am turning the tables!

"I'm going to kill that bastard Crolin! Quickly..."

The Leopard King was full of anger and was about to curse when he was suddenly stopped by Cedric.

"Shut up, stop arguing!"

The shouting and cursing stopped abruptly, the breathing moved, and a muffled hum was heard, and the dungeon returned to complete silence.

The elders present were not stupid. The moment he said this, everyone understood what he meant.

Cedric turned his head to glance at Chris, signaling him not to come out. He didn't think that with Pasak's cautious and suspicious character, he would let down his guard so quickly.

Sure enough, the sound of the door opening was just a cover. Not long after, a ghostly figure passed by like the wind. Everyone had good night vision, so even if it was just a moment, they still caught sight of Krollin's shadow.

His shrewd gaze was like a searchlight, sweeping through every cage without leaving a single gap, and then he left without saying a word.

This series of actions took no more than a minute.

The sound of the door opening was heard again, but everyone was still worried. Who knew if this sinister guy was still squatting in the dark and eavesdropping?

After waiting for a long time, just when everyone let down their guard, the sound of a door opening was heard again. Everyone couldn't help but curse in their hearts, could this guy be more suspicious?

"Okay."

It was not until Cedric spoke that everyone dared to speak.

"You're sick! Boy, untie me quickly, I'm going to kill that bastard when I get out!"

The Leopard King yelled and cursed, completely forgetting that the person he was giving orders to was the bastard's own brother.

Chris took out the road stone and carefully examined the chain on Cedric. It was densely engraved with ancient beastman characters. He was not good at this and did not gain any results after studying it for a long time.

"This thing seems to require a key to open. If I want to destroy the binding array on it, I don't have the ability to do that."

"Even if we can find a way to unlock the door, we can't go out rashly now. It will take at least three days to eliminate the poison in our bodies. In other words, we will have no power to resist during this period."

Cedric explained calmly that going out to fight Pasak at this time would be like an egg hitting a stone, and everyone would be going out to get killed.

Let’s not talk about the reason why Pasak kept them. If they really went out to deliver food, he would definitely chop off their limbs without hesitation, and they would become disabled people.

"Don't be secretive at this time. I know some of you must know how to do this."

Cedric didn't want to beat around the bush with these hypocritical guys. Now was the time to unite and take down the common enemy first before considering what to do next.

The most core knowledge of formations is firmly grasped by Pasak, and the elders like them can only learn the basics. Is it really so?

Are all ethnic groups willing to dedicate everything they have to the temple?

All this knowledge came from various races. Even though Pasak had acquired a lot of knowledge from the dirty-blood races through slaughter, their own knowledge was not necessarily that bad.

It’s just that a big tree attracts the wind, and each tribe doesn’t want the other side to know their own cards.

The Fox King leaned lazily against the wall, his fox eyes sparkling but with a hint of fatigue.

"You read out the ancient beastman writing above."

Even though Chris was fluent in ancient orc language, he still had a headache with the array patterns above. Since the habits of dark blood and light blood were different, the original text was slightly different.

Jonar was a genius in combining the two to create these chains, and his level of accomplishment is absolutely beyond the reach of everyone else.

Chris stuttered as he recited a long string of ancient orcish words, but the more he read, the more everyone's brows furrowed. It was not because the pattern was so powerful, but because Chris skipped one of the three words.

The veins on the Fox King's forehead throbbed when he heard this. His usually gentle expression cracked, and he said with gritted teeth, "Didn't your brother hire a teacher for you? Even if you haven't been to the academy, your ancient beastman language shouldn't be this bad!"

Chris's face turned red. This was considered a public execution.

"Why should I learn so many things when I'm a person who has never been out of the house? And you can't blame me for this. It was Pathak who made so many secret codes. I only learned plain texts, and I graduated with full marks in plain texts."

The ancient orc language is divided into the secret language inherited from the dark bloodline, and the plain language inherited from the light bloodline. They only need to read the classics of their ancestors and learn the plain language, but the temple's academy has always been developing in all directions.

In addition, they plundered a lot of things from the dirty-blood race, so it was necessary for them to know the writing of their ancestors.

"Your brother really spoiled you! You have accomplished nothing and are always causing trouble. No wonder Krollin didn't keep you after he took over. What the hell are you..."

"He's not my brother! My brother is also a victim, why should he bear all this!"

Cedric also knew the inside story, but he never had the chance to reveal it. After all, no one would believe him even if he told it.

Now that it's spoken through Chris's mouth, combined with their experiences, it's irrefutable evidence.

"What do you mean? What do you mean he's not your brother? What do you mean Krollin is also a victim?"

The elders, unable to hold back, questioned him all at once. After holding it in for a long time, Chris finally told them what he had seen at the ancestral home that day.

"That's right. So the one in my brother's body now is Pathak."

Such incredible things coming out of Chris's mouth, coupled with Cronin's murderous intent that didn't seem like a joke, were enough to prove the truth of these words.

It was because Chris discovered these things that he was hunted down by Pasak.

For a moment, the prison was completely silent, as if the shock of the news was still not over. The Fox King also felt somewhat guilty for his previous harsh words.

The brothers Clorin and Chris are different from them. Most of the elders here, even if their fathers or mothers are no longer alive, still have direct blood relatives from their mothers or fathers who are still alive.

In other words, they never lack the love and care of their elders.

But these two brothers are different. They only have each other. The elders in the clan are not their direct blood relatives after all, so their care for them is definitely not as good as that for their younger generations.

To get to where he is today, Crolin has endured far more hardships and experienced far more difficulties than they have.

Moreover, Chris had been ill since childhood, and even his transformation was several years later than that of his peers. Almost all the witch doctors in the temple had seen him, but no one could cure him.

It was because of this disease that Krollin did not allow him to enter the college. Chris now behaves too normally, making everyone ignore the fact that he suffers from severe mania and insomnia.

"If this is really Pasak's business, we will not take our anger out on the Silver Moon Clan."

"Stop pretending! I don't need your sympathy!" He was like a little wolf whose tail was stepped on and his fur stood up. In an instant, all his spikes stood up to protect himself.

"And it's even questionable whether you can get out alive!"