I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 417. You're Really Something, Joshua.

Tully's guess was right, it was impossible for the escaped prisoner to escape from under their eyes.

However, he never expected that the prisoner would choose to turn back when he was just one step away from breaking out of prison.

So, when the group of hundreds of elves, led by Char and Lucia, valiantly returned to the tower of eternal night, which was also the temporary prison, they were all stunned.

"I was the one who broke that hole,"

Prince Joshua seemed to have anticipated the arrival of this group of people and sat quietly on the ground.

His face was calm as if nothing had happened, as if he was ready to die.

The alchemy room on the bottom floor of the tower of eternal night-rather than an alchemy room, it would be better to call it an alchemy square. The space here was even enough for collision experiments such as creating people with a mud cart.

With nearly two hundred people standing there, it did not seem crowded at all. From the looks of it, it was as if two groups of gang members were about to fight.

In contrast to the calmness of Joshua, the group of injured subordinates behind him, each of whom was wearing anti-magic shackles, had determined looks in their eyes.

Even when they were Facing the Giants, they didn't look so good.

A few of them even had red eyes and looked like they were going to fight for their lives if there was any disagreement.

But fortunately, this group of people were very quiet under the suppression of Joshua ... They sat on the ground, looking very much like the people of Ming cult who had shouted " blazing Holy Fire, burn my broken body " on light Summit when they were besieged by the six major sects.

What was going on?

Touré looked at Shaya in confusion.

The other elven soldiers who were accompanying him were not much less dumbfounded than him ...

It looked like this was a successful jailbreak. If the "noble" in front of them didn't notice the abnormality, they would have been kept in the dark.

If he thought about it carefully, if this calm-looking Prince Qiao led his defeated troops out of the tunnel without any warning ... What kind of experience would it be?

Even if they were vulnerable in front of the Blue Moon County's regular army, slaughtering the blue crystal mine's militia was no easier than crushing a few chickens ...

At the thought of this, all the elven soldiers felt a chill down their spines and broke out in cold sweat.

He had inexplicably tested himself at the edge of life and death ... The way they looked at touré changed from dissatisfaction to joy.

It was all thanks to this fanatical fellow!

Shaya looked around discreetly, taking in everyone's reaction.

Then, he gave the quiet Prince a look.

As if the clapperboard had hit the "action" button, the Prince's performance officially began.

He let out a long sigh, causing everyone to cast their gazes over.

"This is the descendant of the freyede family's Holy tree, right? I was fortunate enough to meet sister Teresa at a dinner party and heard her mention you. I just didn't expect to meet your 'song of the silver Oak' for the first time in such an occasion ..."

Sister Teresa was miss Yuli's grandmother, and also her Guardian before she came of age.

As the Prince said this, he looked at the pavilion, his voice calm.

".. I've heard that you look similar to Her Majesty, but now that I've seen you, it's more than just a few ..."

The Queen's disguise was not drastically changed in order to pursue 'truth', so it was not much different from her original appearance.

Moreover, his temperament could not be hidden.

Most importantly, the other nobles present were all big shots who had seen the pavilion, and many of them had been with her all the time. They were not as easy to fool as the militia, so she had to rely on Prince Qiao to cooperate with the performance and give her false identity a solid blow.

As expected, as soon as he said that, the hesitation and speculation in his eyes turned into realization.

So this is Yuli freyede?

I didn't expect the reclusive noble to look like this ...

... This temperament was indeed impeccable.

Pavilion still put on a cold and arrogant look, leaving the right to speak to Shaya.

"As you wish, Your Highness."

Shaya replied.

However, his words were like a spark thrown into a barrel of explosives, and the atmosphere suddenly exploded!

His Highness is talking to your master. You, a Lackey from the shadows, are not fit to jump out? "

A Dark Elf officer sitting to the right behind jobuya was enraged and shot to his feet.

Shaya was still shrouded in the dark shadow and ignored the angry officer.

Seeing that he was being looked down upon by a servant, the officer's accumulated dissatisfaction was ignited. A long sword burning with Scarlet flames instantly appeared in his right hand, and he stabbed it at Shaya.

To be honest, even though Joshua's speech was a draft given by Shaya, he had only given a draft. He did not expect it to be so effective.

A group of defeated generals ... And even the abandoned soldiers who had been ruthlessly abandoned by Joshua not long ago ... Would actually be so excited to protect their master ...

Although the opponent was the commander of the Ginkgo tribe, hersel, who had both level 65 monsters and was also a gardener, Shaya could only rely on the special effect of his divine weapon to block the Furious sword at full health. However, the situation was different from before.

Although the anti-magic shackles were only used to stop magic in name, its actual function could not be summarized by these two words. It weakened all the prisoners.

The current hersel was only a little over level 40, a great swordsman with some magic tricks.

He raised his flaming longsword high and charged at Shaya with standard drow Army swordsmanship. He even cleverly changed his pace so that he was not restricted by shackles.

Whether it was the posture or the technique of exerting force, this attack could be said to be perfect.

But unfortunately ...

Before the sword light could cross the central axis of the two groups of people, a "ding" sound was heard. A Dark Sword blade easily shattered the flaming long sword.

The sparks turned into sparks and sprinkled over the two of them.

Hersel's figure forcefully stopped in front of Shaya, his face full of unwillingness and shame.

The two of them were so close that Shaya could feel each other's heavy breathing, like an angry Bull.

Only then did he slowly put down his hand.

"Tsk."

An indescribable sigh jumped out from the shadows, and it was so clear in the quiet alchemy room. And ridicule.

Shaya's nonchalance triumphed over any words of retaliation. Hesier instantly lost his mind, and he no longer cared about his weapon being knocked down. All his pride was thrown to the back of his head.

A traditional solo match was about stopping when the match was about to end. Logically speaking, he had already lost.

However, this guy ...

In short, it didn't talk about martial virtue.

"You bastard!"

He swung his fist in anger.

"Oh?"

Seeing this, Shaya's eyes brightened.

Although his blood pressure was full, hersel's mind was quite clear. This punch was just a feint. His other hidden hand actually hid a real weapon-a half-broken anti-magic shackle. It wrapped around his hand along with the chain, wrapping it into a " magic-breaking iron ball.

Good Lord, this was probably the key evidence for Joshua's escape, right? I didn't expect it to be used as a weapon.

Even though it was damaged, it was still a magic-restricting manacle made of expensive materials. If the punch had hit it, Shaya would not have suffered much damage, but her power would have been slowed down for a short while.

And this period of time was enough to create a relatively fair solo environment. In hersel's opinion, both sides were standing at the same starting line. With his rich combat experience, it was enough to wash away the shame!

The damage could be low, but the insult had to be strong.

As expected of an elite from the surseus noble family, he came up with a countermeasure in a short moment.

Shaya sighed and dodged the attack with a light shake, the black gas around her still around.

[ I didn't expect that one day, I would have to rely on my level to crush my opponent. ] He was really ashamed ...

With a slight sense of guilt, he sent hesier back to the audience with a simple and ordinary punch.

The force was very light, and it could even be said that he had "pushed it back."

This happened in an instant. In the audience's eyes, they could only see hersel's attack fail, become angry from embarrassment, and fail even more.

In the face of hesier, who did not care about martial virtue, the opponent sent him back kindly ... He was completely unharmed.

The damage wasn't high at all, but the insult ... Extremely powerful!

In the silence, there seemed to be countless whispers mixed in ...

Hesier wished he could die on the spot.

Even though he knew that this was all an act, Qiao Buya was still furious.

Trash!

The Prince cursed in his heart,'Shaya got another one, how infuriating!'

But when he reprimanded her, he became extremely gentle.

"If it was at full power, helcrown wouldn't be in such a sorry state."

The Prince sighed.

"Your, Your Highness ..."

The Ashen-faced elven officer's body trembled, and his eyes turned red.

The chicken blood that had been sapped away by Shaya had once again occupied the high ground, and there was even a trend of it becoming more prosperous!

... F-ck, as expected of a veteran actor.

Shaya thought.

This little interlude that was not in the script passed by in a flash, but the originally stagnant atmosphere became lively as a result.

The guards at the mine naturally knew who Prince Qiao and this group of people were and what was happening, but they could not do anything in this situation ...

As for the militia who had not seen the world, there was no lack of clever people among them. After seeing such an improvisation, they mistakenly thought that it was the true feelings of both sides. Not only did they believe in the fake identity of the pavilion, but they also vaguely figured out the meaning ...

The Blue Moon County was about to change.

At this moment, Joshua continued to speak.

"Since you were able to chase me all the way here, I'm sure you've all discovered the traces I left at the entrance of the tunnel ... Everyone must be curious as to why I gave up on escaping and came back here to wait for death ... The answer is often very simple, without so many schemes and plots."

He smiled and sighed.

It was as if he had let go of all his shackles.

The Prince turned around and looked at his subordinates.

"If I just leave, won't the blood they shed for me be in vain?"

- If I didn't meet that guy, how could I have come back?

"If they weren't shackled, we would still have the ability to fight prisilia."

I didn't expect this group of damn trash to be so vulnerable.

"The noble family name of the spreit family is like a shackle to me. It's heavy, but it's full of glory. The noble blood flows in my body. It's hot, like magma, and doesn't allow me to do such a thing that goes against my dignity."

I'm a Prince, all by myself, relying on a snake. Where can i escape to?

"So I chose to come back. What's there to be afraid of, even if my life ends with you?"

Since he couldn't escape, he might as well win over another wave of people.

"Your Highness!"

"Your Royal Highness!"

"Your Excellency jobuya"

The elite officers who were down and out suddenly had their chicken blood boiling, and their eyes were as red as hesier's.

It was not just the people involved in the matter in front of him. The onlooking militia, who were watching, were probably breathing rapidly because of this pure bond between men, their chests rising and falling violently.

You really are something ...

It was Joshua.