Abyss Demon of the Worlds

Bad feeling.

The situation is very wrong...

In the dark basement, only scattered candles illuminated the surroundings.

It is surrounded by metal railings on all sides, like a giant iron cage.

Hank Manan, as a famous thief, looked at everything around him, and a strong sense of crisis continued to emerge in his heart.

Although as a prison, it is very clean, with toilets and food, and there are no torture instruments hanging on the walls, and there is not even a trace of blood on the ground, but Hank Manan is still willing to return to the stinky and stinky place before. Dirty tattered place and don't want to be here for a second.

According to his years of experience, the current anomaly completely means that something terrible is approaching.

Among the dozens of people detained in the cage, in addition to him, there were also several people who also noticed something wrong, and their faces were extremely ugly.

One of them was extremely strong and had several scars on his face. At first glance, he was a middle-aged man who had experienced hundreds of battles and was extremely experienced in combat. He walked over to Hank Manan and said in a serious voice: " I know you, Hank Manan, a strange thief who wandered between several kingdoms. He committed thousands of crimes until he was caught stealing the jewels of Princess Mardon.

Let me introduce myself, I am Heto Yasar, the second team captain of the Wolf Hunting Mercenary Group, with the strength of [Great Knight].

I believe you have noticed the unusual here, I think we need to cooperate, otherwise, I am afraid that no one can escape. "

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his palm.

Hearing that the other party has the strength of [Great Knight], Hank's eyes narrowed, and after thinking about it, he stretched out his palm and shook hands with him, confirming the cooperation between the two.

After shaking hands, Heto's expression loosened, and he pointed slightly to the people around him:

"I think the situation is very complicated. We are probably involved in some kind of cult ritual. I saw a familiar face among the people who escorted us. Although he has gone through some disguises, he fought with him a long time ago. When I met him, I still recognized his identity. The [Warlock Salter] wanted by the church was said to have an extremely distorted personality, and thousands of people died at his hands.

And the people in this cage, I observed, each of them is well-trained, at least able to kill a fully armed soldier with bare hands, and this happens to belong to the best sacrifice in the cult sacrificial ceremony... …”

After listening to the other party's words, Hank's face also became more and more difficult to look, because although he did not know any Warlock Salter, the name of Warlock was enough to show that the other party was definitely not a good type. Among the caster groups in , Warlocks are definitely the worst-known type among them, all of them are full of blood, saying that their executioners are praising them.

And according to the news he overheard in his previous cell.

The person who ordered his transfer was the prince of the Principality of Mardon, which meant that the sorcerer had a high probability of being with the highest level of the country, which was definitely bad news for Hank and others.

In this case, becoming a sacrifice in a cult sacrificial ceremony is by no means a boring lie, and the probability is extremely high.

For the lower limit of the upper class, Hank has witnessed countless in his thief career over the years!

For the so-called immortality, the upper-class dignitaries who can also take the pot, it is not uncommon for them to hold blood sacrifices.

It can be said that if it is not for the list of sacrifices, there is likely to be himself, Hank is too lazy to even ask about this kind of thing.

Looking at Hank's ugly face, Heto asked: "The metal railings of this cage are made of Saarth iron, and each of them is as thick as two adult fingers together, even if ten wild elephants are brought together. It may not be possible to bend them, and we simply cannot destroy it without our hands, can you find a way to unlock it?"

In the disappointed eyes of the other party,

Hank sighed and shook his head: "There is no way, I have carefully observed it before. This kind of lock is specially made by the family of locksmiths who have served the royal family of Duke Mardon for generations, and the interior consists of at least hundreds of parts. , there is no comparison between conventional locks and them, even with professional tools, I am not confident that I can open it 100%, let alone the state of being empty-handed now.”

So both fell silent.

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Most of the other people also started to form their own small teams, and more than 20 small groups appeared in the cages of dozens of people.

Conflicts also naturally began to arise, and quarrels and mutual provocations continued.

If it wasn't for the sudden transfer into such an unusual place at first sight, everyone would have a more or less sense of unease deep in their hearts. With their character, they had already started their actions, killing and injuring several people. It is also normal.

creak...

Just as they were arguing with each other, all kinds of foul language came out one after another, at the dark end of the corridor in front of the cage, there was a sudden sound of the iron door being opened and the edge of the iron door being rubbed on the ground.

All the prisoners fell silent in an instant, and after looking at each other for a while, they all turned to the corridor.

Accompanied by the undisguised footsteps, a slender, perfect-looking red-haired young man wearing a black body but a luxurious costume covered with gilt patterns came into the sight of all of them.

No matter in terms of appearance, dress, or more ethereal temperament, Hank has never seen anyone who is comparable to the person in front of him. The other person has a very special sense of existence. As a foil, everyone's eyes are automatically attracted to him, as if the center of the world is him.

And I don't know if it was an illusion. When the other party walked in, Hank felt that the temperature of the air seemed to drop a lot at once, and even the flies and mosquitoes that were flying in the air just now disappeared without a trace. , just like hiding.

His eyes turned slightly to the side, and he found that Heto's eyes were extremely frightened, as if he had encountered a ghost. The scar on his face was twisted like a caterpillar, and a layer of sweat had leaked out on his bald head. It slowly fell to the ground.

Although he didn't understand what happened to the other party, Hank instinctively understood that the danger was coming, and he didn't dare to do much. He silently lowered his head and hid his figure behind the prisoner in front of him.

He tilted his head and looked at the many prisoners who were being held. Olshaga ignored their vigilant or hostile eyes, just nodded with satisfaction and commented:

"The quality is not bad. It seems that Salter has done a lot of work."

In fact, he also knew that the crown prince who contributed the most must be Jem, but he didn't care much about it. As long as he could complete the task he gave, he didn't care what the two of them did. Anyway, according to the world's The concentration of magic power and the progress of civilization development, except for some old things that he doesn't know if there are any, he doesn't need to care about all threats.

If it weren't for the massacres that would make the world overreact and seriously shorten his stay in this world, he wouldn't be able to use this gentle way to be a hidden boss behind the scenes, and he would have jumped to the front desk to do whatever he wanted.

But because the goal has not been completed, he didn't want to make any big news in a short period of time, attracting a large group of messy heroes to form a team to come to fight the Demon King.

At least until he accomplishes his stated goal.

Aware of Orshaga's gaze as if looking at poultry waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, a man wearing a prison uniform, with an ordinary appearance, a short stature, and a beast's scratch left on his right eye, stood up and looked serious. Olshaga said:

"Let me go, I know where the treasures that Prince Lilya reserved for himself when he rebelled 275 years ago in the Mardon Kingdom are hidden!"

In the past few days, I have roughly read books such as "A Brief History of the Kingdom of Mardon", "Detailed History of the Continent", "Myths of the Nations of the Continent" and other books, and Orshaka, who has absorbed all kinds of information in this world, although he knows that he said What is it, but still can't get any interest.

The gold and silver treasures cherished by human beings have no value in the bottomless abyss, and they are not as real as a few corpses.

So after shaking his head, he said calmly in a hoarse voice: "Prince Lilya? I have no interest in his so-called treasures. Those things are meaningless."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man was not angry, but looked at Orshaga's eyes seriously, and after thinking about it, he said in a low voice: "The leader of the storm thieves is my biological brother, and there are hundreds of experienced people under him. Horse thief with a hundred battles, if your Excellency can let me go, it is not only the treasure of Prince Lilya, but we can also do something for you for free, whether it is murder or robbery, we can do it. "

"Wind Pirates? A somewhat familiar name..."

Olshaka touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

Seeing Orshaga's hesitant expression, the other party's expression lifted and thought he was tempted, and added: "Our Storm Bandits are the largest horse bandit group on the border of the Principality of Mardon, and no one is our opponent except the regular army!"

"Oh, that's it." Olshaga nodded and then shook his head: "But it still doesn't make any sense to me, after all, you are the people who meet my standards the most in this kingdom. In front of this value, other It's of no use."

After he finished speaking, he ignored the ugly face of the other party and looked at the other people.

Taking a deep breath, Orsaka's handsome face showed a slightly intoxicated smile and said, "The familiar aura of sin makes me miss the abyss a little bit, although some of the flavors are not so pure, but with human beings. From your point of view, most of you are out-and-out villains, and it should be your honor to be able to play a role in my hands."

At the end of the speech, in the terrified eyes of everyone, Orshaga's body automatically spread out a faint gray-black mist, which turned into a number of lines, and merged into everyone's body regardless of their struggles.

After finishing the work, Olsaka ignored the people who were checking their bodies in a panic, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I hope you can hold on for a few more days, goodbye everyone."

Then he turned away without delay.

When he was about to walk out of the iron gate, Orshaga suddenly realized why he had an image of the [Burst Wind Pirates], a group of frontier robbers.

More than ten days ago, when I went to the border forest to set fire, I met them on the way, so I took them to the border...

Amen! It's my devil's mercy!

In the future, I have to find a bald donkey to issue myself a certificate of saving sentient beings, otherwise it will be bad to go to work without a certificate.