The infinite redemption of the Holy Light

Chapter 2: Trapped in a Cage
Wang Huan slowly opened his eyes and found that he was being escorted by two naval men in the dark cabin.

The ground was a little wet, and the ticking drops of water gathered into small puddles.

The large group of marines that surrounded him before had disappeared, leaving only the bearded rear admiral walking in front of him, striding forward, completely deaf to the various sounds around the prison.

Wang Huan glanced around, this area seemed to be tightly isolated from other cabins, and many prisons stood on both sides of the road.

In these black prisons, all kinds of people with strange shapes are imprisoned. Some people with hideous faces are yelling, and some people who look cowardly are begging for mercy.

But one thing is common, these people are pirates.

A gloomy voice came slowly from the front: "Moti, why is there another pirate coming in? Isn't he returning to the Navy Headquarters now, why do we still meet pirates on the way?"

This dim area was not very large. A faint oil lamp fluttered at the end of the road, illuminating a middle-aged man holding two small knives.

This middle-aged man in a doctor's attire had a gloomy face, narrow eyes, a straight nose, and a cruel smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

He had just stepped out of a semi-enclosed iron room, and his white coat was stained with blood.

Admiral Mo Ti frowned slightly as he looked at the middle-aged doctor, with a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

It seemed that this kind of emotion made him very dissatisfied. Admiral Mo Ti roughly grabbed Wang Huan behind him, pointed at Wang Huan and said word by word: "If it is an ordinary pirate, it will naturally not appear on this route, but in At this time, the Whitebeard Pirates can do anything..."

"Billis, no matter what method you use, I want you to pry all the information he knows from his mouth, maybe this is the opportunity for victory in the next decisive battle with the Whitebeard Pirates!"

The middle-aged doctor Billy raised his eyebrows, looked at Wang Huan quite interestingly and said, "A member of the Whitebeard Pirates?"

Wang Huan sighed in his heart, no longer intending to explain.

In the hearts of the Navy, regardless of whether Wang Huan is a member of the Whitebeard Pirates or not, he is a problematic "pirate" who appears at this sensitive time.

Compared with these, Wang Huan now pays more attention to the changes in his body.

These changes are so incredible that Wang Huan no longer doubts the conversation he had with Feiya when he was unconscious.

Major General Moti picked up Wang Huan and threw him to Billis.

Billis seemed to be weak, but he caught Wang Huan very forcefully with his pale hands, and sized him up with his long and narrow eyes like snakes.

With a grin, he carried the somewhat sluggish Wang Huan into the iron room he had just walked out of.

Wang Huan immediately smelled a strong smell of blood.

Various instruments of torture were placed around the iron room, and some poisonous insects could be seen from time to time. On the innermost wall, a bloody man was tied up with chains.

The prisoner was covered in scars, and every wound seemed to be fatal, but he still had weak breathing.

Major General Mo Ti glanced inside, frowned and said: "Why is he still alive, trying to attack the Holy Land Mariegel, he should have been sentenced to death long ago, haven't you played enough?"

Billis shook his head, the corners of his mouth turned up and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen a guy with such a tough mouth, don't worry, this guy's vitality is about to run out, and he will definitely die within three hours."

He seemed extremely confident in his judgment.

Major General Morte nodded upon hearing this, and did not doubt Billis' words.

If Billis wanted his prisoner to live, he had to live, and if he wanted him to die, he certainly wouldn't live long.Proficient in medicine and proficient in torture, the combination of the two has an amazing effect.

Major General Moti stood outside the prison, looked around for a week and said: "There are less than eight days before Ace's execution, the information of the Whitebeard Pirates is very important, you go out with me to report the latest torture situation, next you You can torture them slowly."

Moti didn't want to stay here for a long time, the cold atmosphere here always made him feel uncomfortable.

Billys threw Wang Huan on the other wall of the iron prison. Two black iron chains were welded to the wall, and Wang Huan's ankles were quickly bound by the chains.

With a cruel smile on the corner of Billis's mouth, he slowly whispered in Wang Huan's ear: "Watch how your colleagues die, so that you may understand the future you are facing—by the way, please do Don't tell everything so quickly, I'll be bored."

"It just so happens that my rest time is up, Morte, let's go."

After the door of the iron room was locked, the figures of Billis and Major General Morty disappeared from the dark prison area.

The thick black iron door was slowly closed, and the voices of a group of pirates locked in the prison outside could no longer be heard, as if isolated from the world.

Leaning his back against the wall, Wang Huan exhaled lightly, looked up at the only oil lamp flickering faintly in the darkness, gradually clenched his fists, and quickly sorted out his thoughts in his mind.

Now there are two most important things.

First, he rescued the goddess of life, Feya, and became her dimensional messenger.

Second, he came to the world of One Piece, and he had to save Ace if he wanted to go back.

Wang Huan no longer thinks about why all this happened, he is often more inclined to act than to think.

His swollen face quickly returned to its original shape, and the pain remaining in his body dissipated instantly.

Feiya really didn't have time to introduce everything to him, and became her dimensional emissary, and gained abilities far beyond what she said!
When Wang Huan closes his eyes now, he can see a huge magic circle in his mind.

This magic circle is the pattern that Feiya branded on the center of Wang Huan's eyebrows before. Countless mysterious and complex arcs outline ten stars, exuding divine light.

These rays of light poured into his body just insignificantly, and Wang Huan's injuries were instantly recovered.

At the same time, the same faint light appeared on the palms of Wang Huan's hands. It can be deduced that these lights should have a miraculous effect on the treatment of injuries!
The ability of the light in the palm obviously does not belong to the ultimate salvation that Feiya mentioned, that is to say, it is an effect that he can use at any time!
In the center of the ten stars in the magic circle, there is Feiya who is sleeping, with a peaceful face, so shockingly beautiful that it is hard to look directly at.

At some point in her hands, an hourglass appeared, filled with golden sand, and each grain exuded an incomparably huge breath of life.

Miraculously, none of these sands leaked down, as if they would only start to flow after undergoing some kind of change.

These are the astonishing changes in Wang Huan's body.

"Cough cough..."

A slight voice from the side suddenly interrupted Wang Huan's thoughts. Wang Huan turned his head and looked at the prisoner beside him who was said to die within three hours.

The prisoner was a muscular man in his twenties. Even though his body was covered with scars, it did not hinder his desperate temperament like a lone wolf. He slowly raised his head, revealing facial features that looked like knives under his shawl and long hair.

Wang Huan looked at the prisoner, moved his body slightly, and pressed his hands to the ground.

Beside him, an ant accidentally fell into a puddle, struggled hard but gradually lost its strength, and was about to die in the water.

The faint light in Wang Huan's hand had not dissipated, and it just happened to shine on the ant.

The ants suddenly seemed to have been drugged, and swam out of the puddle alive and well, and were finally rescued.

(End of this chapter)