It didn't take long for Jobtran on horseback to catch up with the children who escaped from the Investigation Bureau on foot. The volcano behind him was about to reach its peak.
Jobtran led the team forward, carefully avoiding collapsing houses and burning trees in this gray vision.
Without stopping to rest, the group finally saw the buildings near the port.
There was a sound of high-speed breaking through the air behind him, and Joet Brown immediately looked back.
That was the high priest who had half of his body burned by lava but still survived.
There were several wounds on his body left by the hounds of Tindalos, and the bloody wounds looked very scary.
But the fact that the high priest appeared here meant that the hound had been defeated.
Jobtran did not notice the invisible mark, because this mark was originally created by the high priest, and only he could sense the relative position.
He used his mental strength to support his body and realized the dream that everyone in human history wanted to achieve - flying.
"You can't get away."
The high priest shouted at the top of his lungs.
Jobtran immediately quickened his horse's pace and whipped the horse's butt hard with the whip.
The horse felt pain and ran even harder.
At this time, he could no longer care about the children who were hiking. It was obvious that the high priest's target was himself and Fabia, whom he brought with him.
Joet Brown made up his mind and adjusted the direction of his horse, splitting into two groups with the children.
"Neil, go to the Ice Flame Bar, your parents are waiting for you!"
Joe Butran did not forget to turn around and give a warning.
The high priest flew very fast in the air, even faster than a horse running on land, and soon caught up with Jobtran and Fabia.
"Hand over the woman behind you, and I will let you live."
The high priest stopped in front of the horse, which was frightened and stood up, letting out a hissing sound.
Joet Brown and Fabia, who were riding on their horses, were also thrown to the ground, and the horses felt a lightness on their backs and turned around and ran away.
"Just go away, don't worry about me.
I am just an avatar here, if I die, I die."
Fabia said softly, pulling the clothes on Jobtran's back.
"You think I don't know you're a clone?"
The chief pastor took the initiative to speak and said,
"The great witch Lilith doesn't even dare to use her own name now?"
"Lilith?!"
exclaimed Joe Butron.
The name Lilith is both familiar and unfamiliar. Originally in the city of Umr, the beautiful witch Selina was the descendant of Lilith.
Her name appears in the 10th century "Wise Treatise of Ben-Sira", which also indirectly proves why she was able to establish such a huge investigation bureau.
"The past is not important, the future is what matters."
Fabia gently adjusted her glasses with her fingers and whispered,
"And the future of mankind will be in your hands, Joe Butran."
Fabia, or Lilith, looked as if she was making arrangements for her final affairs, which made Joet Brown feel a little uncomfortable. An indescribable gloom lingered in his heart.
The high priest took out a cross that he carried with him from his priest robe.
Unlike the materials used for the crosses we usually see, this cross is made of polished human bones.
The whole thing was filled with a chilling coldness, and the chief priest put on a strange smile and asked Fabia,
"How is it? Do you still recognize this thing?"
“Well, this is Adam’s bone, the bone of origin.
When you took it out, I could smell that nasty smell."
"In that case, you should know what this cross can be used for, right?"
The high priest smiled confidently, as if everything was under his control.
At this moment, there was no expression on Fabia's face, she looked indifferent.
"If you kill me with it, Lilith will be truly dead, so..."
Before she finished her words, she leaped up from the ground and resolutely detonated her body.
The High Priest's original plan was to use the cross to kill Lilith, who was disguised as Fabia, in a desperate struggle within the Investigation Bureau. The purpose of the blood formation was not only to break through the defense, but also to trap them.
Without the assistance of the blood formation in the wild at this time, her resolute act of self-destructing this clone was something the high priest had never expected.
As the clone in front of him self-destructed, a large amount of energy washed over the ground.
Jobtran was blown away by the strong energy wave. When he landed, he flipped over and ran towards the dock.
The high priest was blasted to the crater of Katla volcano by Fabia's self-explosion.
The volcano entered the eruption phase at just the right moment, and deadly lava gushed out from within at a temperature of thousands of degrees.
The high priest was in such a mess that he could only use his mental power to put up a thin layer of protection in front of him, but mental power could only block physical objects but could not withstand the high temperature.
Whether it was the hair on his head or the clothes on his body, they were instantly ignited and turned into ashes.
The high priest who was already injured inside the investigation bureau was now even more injured. Coupled with the strong impact caused by the volcanic eruption, he was thrown into the sky again.
In the confrontation with Katla volcano, he had lost the power to maintain his flight, and fell into the sea like a meteor.
The elves watched from a distance, and cheered with joy when they saw the culprit who had caused Iceland's crisis end up in such a state.
The lava that had been suppressed inside the volcano by the high priest was about to erupt again, but the elves threw some small pieces of ice crystals into the crater.
A giant snake covered in flames poked its head out from the lava, glanced at the direction where the naughty elves were, then swallowed up the ice crystals scattered by the elves and dived back into the depths.
The frightening earthquakes gradually subsided, and the lava in the crater slowly dropped, as if the volcano was no longer active and had returned to a peaceful and stable state.
Many residents ran back from the boats they had already boarded, and many people cheered in the streets.
Surviving the disaster brings not only the luck of being able to survive, but more importantly, the joy of being able to stay in hometown.
Covered in blood, Jobtran limped and crawled back to the door of the Ice Flame Bar.
At this time, the Hoover and Bertha couple in the bar were immersed in the joy and happiness of reuniting with their child Neil, but Joet Brown's dusty arrival caught their attention.
"Oh my God, what happened to you!"
Bertha immediately took out the first aid kit that was always available in the bar and went forward to clean Jobtran's wound.
"Take me to the boat, hurry up."
Joe Butran spat out a mouthful of blood foam and said with a pale face.
"Let's go, let's take Lord Joe Butran to the ship together."
After Bertha had bandaged the external wounds, Hoover carried Jobtran on his back and ran towards the Cyclopes.
The rat left on the Cyclops by Second Officer Paul was always upset, but Paul's reasons were very reasonable at the time.
“What you said makes sense, but when I see the second you, how can I be sure that you are real
Just because you say you know Choate Brown, I'm going to believe you?"
"But I still have to go back and tell the adults!"
"It's okay. When he sees that you haven't returned, he will find the problem and come to you soon.
Don't bother me yet, just hang out on the deck for a while, I still have a lot of preparations to do."
The mouse then roamed the decks, and he even witnessed the eruption of Mount Katla.
When he saw Hoover carrying Jobtran on his back, he shouted to the sailor,
"Cable bridge! Cable bridge! Lower the cable bridge!"
Hoover jogged all the way along the cable bridge and boarded the ship.
"My lord! My lord! Are you all right?"
The mouse saw Jobtran on Hoover's back and asked anxiously.
The adventures along the way allowed the two to establish an unusual friendship, and the mouse's concern at this time was real.
Joet Brown waved his hand gently and coughed twice.
"Ahem, go find the ship's doctor, and have Paul prepare to sail.
By the way, tell Paul that if Professor Robert is on board, he should come and see me."
After saying this, he fell asleep.
Before his eyes closed, he saw the frightened looks of Bertha and Mouse.
——
"I need a shot of aprotinin and a No. 10 scalpel!"
The ship's doctor and Professor Robert both looked solemn as they performed emergency treatment on Joet Brown on a temporarily cleared operating table.
Due to multiple injuries, his body has almost reached its limit, and the only thing that drives him to still be able to move is pure willpower.
Three ribs were broken in his chest, but luckily they were only broken and not pierced into his lungs, otherwise he would have been a cold corpse by now.
After this surgical operation, both Professor Robert, the surgeon, and the ship's doctor were sweating profusely.
Now, Jobtran's vital signs are stable, but his leg injury is more troublesome.
Although the artery was not damaged, the Achilles tendon in the leg was injured. Any degree of rupture means long-term pain and healing, and even after healing, it may not be possible to restore the previous athletic ability.
Professor Robert didn't know how to tell Jobtran the news.
"Hey, man, you might need a wheelchair to go out in the future!"
Such a brainless statement is naturally unrealistic.
Bertha and her family had disembarked before the Cyclops set sail.
The family was favored by Jobtrand, but their property remained on this island.
Hoover moved some aged wines from the wine cellar, and Bertha personally prepared some food for Jobtran as a thank you, and also sent a simple letter.
The content of the letter did not contain lengthy and tedious text or sensational poetry, but a painting drawn by Neil himself.
In the picture, Neil is standing at the door of the Ice Flame Bar, holding the hands of his parents with a happy smile, and waving at the ship slowly sailing away.
At the same time, Neil attached the family amulet around his neck and put it in the letter.
Silent gratitude is the warmth that this child can express.
When Joe Butron wakes up and sees this, he will surely be relieved.
What happened to Neil and the other children was pitiful.
Hoover didn't ask any more questions, but treated Neil like an adult, giving him enough space and privacy.
The mouse gave the reward given by Jobtran to his fellow villager, and asked his fellow villager to take the Icelandic kronor and a letter to his old mother. He decided to stay on the ship temporarily, following this charming man, and explore this familiar yet unfamiliar world to him.
"Mother,
I decided to go out and explore the world.
I met a very interesting man on this island, he was very wise.
Following him is the boldest choice I have ever made, but I hope you understand.
Past antics were due to frustration and immaturity;
I have made many mistakes, but I have no regrets.
Now I hope you can forgive me and support my decision.
I will return with glory.
I've made up my mind.
I will walk out of the shadow of my father and brother, I will walk out of the pain of the past, and I will grow into a man you can be proud of.
These Icelandic krona should be enough to sustain you for a long time until I get back.
Love your mouse (crossed out)
Colombia."
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"You woke up, you're lucky. You got fifteen stitches on your chest and eight on your leg."
Professor Robert said, holding a cup of tea, looking at Joet Brown who had slowly woken up on the hospital bed.
"Hey, long time no see."
Jobtran tried to stand up, but Professor Robert held him down.
"You need to rest now, not show off.
It's good that you survived this disaster. If you continue to torture yourself like this, you will be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of your life and will never be able to stand up again."
Professor Robert rolled his eyes and took a sip of his teacup.
"Is there any water? I'd like to drink some."
After hearing this, Joe Butran said helplessly.
“I can’t give you anything to drink, I can only moisten your lips.
After the operation, just lie down for two days."
After Professor Robert finished speaking, he stood up, dipped a cotton swab in some water, and then gently tapped Joet Brown's lips a few times.
"You lost a lot of blood before, so we gave you a saline drip, which contains sugar and the nutrients you need.
The effect of morphine is still lingering. If the pain becomes unbearable later, I can only give you another 10 milligrams at most."
Looking at the big circles under Professor Robert's eyes, Jobtran knew that he had not slept all night.
"Thanks."
Professor Robert waved his hand.
"Come on, tell me later what adventure you had this time.
Take a rest now."
After saying that, Professor Robert turned around and prepared to leave.
"Wait, does Sif know? Is the mouse gone?"
Jobtran asked weakly.
Professor Robert did not answer, but opened the door.
At this time, Sif and Mouse were already standing at the door of the room. They moved two chairs to the door and waited outside.
Seeing Joet Brown's dying appearance after first aid, Sif burst into tears.
She walked into the room and took Choate Brown's hand.
Without saying a word, he just stared at his face quietly, while the mouse scratched his head.
"Sir, I made my own decision to stay here. Please take good care of me in the future."
Joet Brown rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"You've already kept me here, mouse. Can I really throw you into the sea?"
"Ahem, from today on, please call me by my real name! I'm Columbia!"