Smoke and dust billowed into the mountains and forests of southern Mexico.

The black smoke raised by the blazing burning of the plantation's "culture medium" and the abyss mushrooms gathered in mid-air, like black skulls that could not be dispersed for a long time.

What followed was a howling-like sound that sounded before these abyssal mushrooms were burned to ashes.

Those "culture media" that have been brain-dead for a long time will sometimes let out miserable howls under the control of the abyss mushrooms covering their bodies when they are burned by the fire.

The plantation burning with blazing flames was like a hell.

Li Fan was riding at the front, and behind him were thousands of slave workers rescued from more than a dozen plantations.

The plantations in this area all belong to the Southern Commercial Alliance of Mexico, which is an industry belonging to the Mexican Pastoral Area of ​​the Cleaning Association.

It doesn't hurt at all when it burns.

In these plantations, the original overseers and guards, as well as some respected supervisors, naturally paid for what they did and became fuel in the raging fire.

At the same time, the rescued slave workers also used various resources on the plantation to arm themselves.

Most of them now wear gas masks or cover their mouths and noses with wet cloths.

After all, the smoke from burned abyss mushrooms will also have a hallucinogenic effect if inhaled too much.

Most of them also held weapons such as guns, machetes and daggers.

These plantations themselves are located in remote areas, so they store a lot of various supplies, which is enough for them to get out of the mountains and forests.

Beside Li Fan, there were several men riding motorcycles who were relatively stronger. On their motorcycles were huge packages, all of which were found in these plantations.

At this time, these few slaves who were rescued have completely become an army that is loyal to the Night Watch.

Although they may have been just ordinary people who were captured, gang members captured by enemies, etc., after going through a hell-like life on the plantation, and still surviving to this day, everyone must be mentally tough.

Anyone who is more fragile will go crazy within a month.

A sixteen-year-old boy wearing shabby jeans, Genn, was holding a shotgun and following the night watchman not far away with a proud look on his face, while constantly stealing glances at the night watchman's back.

He was originally an ordinary Mocheng student. When he saw gang members in his class insulting a girl during school, he stepped forward to protect him. Unexpectedly, he offended these gang members and kidnapped him to the southern mountainous area after school.

of plantations.

During the few months he spent here, he suffered so much pain and humiliation that he was about to commit suicide in despair, but he was saved by the night watchman.

Not to mention, the night watchmen punished those evil overseers with death and led them to destroy each evil plantation.

Now Gurn has regarded the Night Watchman as Robin Hood in this world and as a real superhero!

He has completely become a little fan of the Night Watchman.

At this time, Li Fan was riding in front, looking up at the black smoke that lingered in the sky, smelling the strange aroma emitted by the burning abyss mushrooms, and nodded slightly.

He could feel that the smoke and dust contained the smell of the abyss.

Obviously this thing has a lot to do with the abyss.

At present, it seems that it should be some kind of abyssal plant that drifted over through the crack between the abyss and reality.

Go back to the prison and ask what this is.

Then his eyes glowed with spiritual power, and he looked behind him at the thousands of slave workers who had escaped from the plantation.

I saw that every slave worker had a faint silver-white light like a candle, which was radiating outward.

This is a little bit of mental power dissipation. Maybe a whole day's mental power dissipation will not reach the mental power value of 0.01, which is a normal mental power dissipation.

It's just that this mental power should have been dissipated into the void, but now a small part of it has been directly transferred to Li Fan!

These mental powers gradually formed a light spot in his consciousness, and later mental powers also attached to this light spot.

This is a spiritual core, a core of consciousness.

After starting to rescue these slave workers, Li Fan subconsciously used methods from the research data on the destroyed earth, or the methods of the gods, and began to condense a new spiritual core.

In other words, Godhead.

This is the divine power that can be gathered from the power of believers. As the team gradually grew, just now, he finally succeeded.

Observing the spiritual core through his own consciousness, Li Fan couldn't help but feel a little intoxicated.

This light spot is still very small now, but it is pregnant with infinite possibilities, just like there is an endless world in a drop of water.

Is this how gods become gods in reality?

However, he can feel that this light spot is so fragile now, and it must be nourished by a steady stream of spiritual power from believers, the so-called power of faith, in order to continue to exist.

This power of faith can come from fear or gratitude.

Obviously, the quickest way is to create fear.

This is also the method chosen by Mangshen.

However, the power of faith that comes from gratitude is the longest and stronger.

After all, fear may dissipate, but gratitude will always remain in one's conscience.

Of course, this form of power of faith is also more troublesome.

The spiritual core he has gathered now does not only come from the thousands of rescued slave workers in front of him, but most of them come from the distant Zhongzhou.

That is the gratitude of the people of Zhongzhou to the night watchmen of Zhongzhou.

It seems that we must intensify the efforts of the Night Watchmen to help good people and good deeds!

Li Fan made up his mind.

Now his own life-saving tricks are really not enough. Apart from the bronze sword and the head control technique, there are basically nothing else.

It's enough to see the ordinary awakened people, but it's not enough to see the old gods hidden in the dark, such as the Trinity, or the supreme masters in the abyss.

What if the former prison lord or some other supreme lord comes back from the abyss again?

Fortunately, after killing Mang Shen in the Demon Cave before, he also gained some of the opponent's abilities, such as creating a large area of ​​fog.

But it's still far from enough.

It would be best for the Night Watchman to become a god as soon as possible, and then directly become a Night Watch God. Coupled with the power of suppressing the prison, at least it will be enough to protect himself.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a spiritual body that was brighter than the others.

He turned around and looked into the eyes of the young man Gen. He smiled slightly and asked:

"Is there a problem?"

Hearing that Mr. Night Watchman actually took the initiative to talk to him, Gen couldn't help but trembled all over, his eyes flashed with joy, and he stammered:

"Mr. Night Watchman, I want to ask... I want to ask you a question..."

Li Fan smiled slightly and said:

"Don't be nervous, just ask."

Gen tried hard to restrain his nervousness in facing his idol, and asked tremblingly:

"Mr. Night Watchman, why do you want to save us? Why do you do these... do these kind things?"

Is kindness a good thing?

Maybe it's a good thing in Zhongzhou, but it's hard to tell in Mexico.

A kind person will inevitably meddle in other people's business, just like Gen himself.

The end is probably to become a slave laborer under those dark ones, or a miserable corpse.

Of course, the purpose is to mess up the Mexican pastoral area of ​​the Cleaning Association. It is best to destroy it directly and harvest the power of faith in you...

Hearing the other party's question, the answer flashed in Li Fan's mind instantly, but he still smiled and looked at the young man in front of him with deep eyes, looking into the distance, and said slowly:

"I have a dream. I hope that there will be no more darkness in this world, that sin will be punished, kindness will be praised, and that people can live and work in peace and contentment and live a happy life, just like they should."

Hearing this, young Genn was so excited that he trembled all over.

He has only seen this kind of righteous world in comics and movies. This is also his dream!

"Dear Mr. Night Watchman, you are a hero! I...I will always support you!" Young Genn said excitedly, and then showed a hint of worry:

"It's just... Mr. Night Watchman, will you always stay with us? If you leave, then... what will we do?"

There have been many heroes in this land, but these heroes were often eroded by darkness and could not even leave a trace.

Like a firefly that only shines once in the darkness.

Li Fan smiled slightly, leaned over and touched Gen's head, looked up into the distance, and said:

"If I leave, don't miss me all the time, and don't expect me to come back. After I leave, you will be me."

This was what he said casually, but after hearing this, a gleam of light flashed in Genn's eyes. Although it was only fleeting, it was obviously a light of spiritual power, like an awakening.

a precursor!

Li Fan also found that not only Genn, but also many people around him who heard what he said, the light of spiritual power on the surface of their bodies was obviously much brighter, and he could also feel that the spiritual bodies in their bodies seemed to be related to him.

A closer connection.

In front of him, Genn was looking at him feverishly, with tears streaming down his face, as if he had suddenly realized something.
To be continued...