Zongman: Danmachi, Three Skills At The Beginning

Flon's figure has been deeply imprinted in Eren's heart.

Seeing the other party's figure gradually disappearing in the darkness, the cat man's stern face revealed a deep look of fear.

He clearly remembered that when the other party met him in the dark alley half a year ago, he was only a mere lv.

Unfathomable and terrifying.

"This guy..... His strength has been raised to such a level. He is also lv.6. I can feel the fear of an abyss in him? How is it possible.

As the deputy head of the [Freya Familia], not to mention the head of the hostile family [Brave] Finn, even the head of his own family, the [Brave Man], would never let Eren bow down, but In Flon's body, he deeply felt the fear of the other party. "One Six Three" "It's really a monster, huh...... It's okay, let those other arrogant guys suffer a dark loss, the expression must be very good-looking."

Thinking of those guys who didn't deal with him suffering from Flon, the feeling of aggrieved in Eren's heart became invisible, and instead he felt a sense of gloating.

Maybe this is life?

Meeting Eren again, this is just one of the episodes.

Flon ran all the way along the gorgeous corridor, and ran quickly to the top of the tower.

At the same time, in a dark secret room made entirely of stone, iron chains, handcuffs, and shackles trapped a certain white-haired boy on the wall.

Looking at the other party's pale complexion and embarrassing expression, one can tell that the education has been terrible.

In the secret room, there are all kinds of instruments of torture and happy props, and you can know how many tricks the owner of this room has.

"Tick tock..."

In the humid environment, water droplets kept seeping from the corners of the ceiling, and one drop after another was scattered on the boy's face.

Having not eaten for two full days and two nights, coupled with the physical strength consumed by the distance struggle, has already drained the youth's energy.

The red eyes that looked like rabbits were squinted, and the eyes were dull, faintly revealing despair.

The short silver hair, which originally shone brightly under the moonlight, was now as lifeless as dry grass, crumpled and messy, sticking to the forehead in an extremely messy manner.

The neat uniform on his body also became tattered, as if torn by someone with great force, hanging on his body in pieces like a beggar's uniform.

Perhaps the owner of this secret room was afraid and didn't do anything to the white-haired boy, that is, Bell Cranel's pants, which made his spirit persist until he was online.

No, just because the pants aren't torn doesn't mean they haven't been grabbed by the grip of death.

Thinking of the obese figure with a height of more than two meters and the terrifying laughter of "hahaha", Bell Cranel's brain trembled as if it was mentally polluted.

Thinking of the other party's imperative to him and the words left when he left, his whole consciousness and body trembled.

"No, you can't wait to die here! You have to run away before that monster comes back, otherwise... Otherwise, all the encounters, all the dreams, it's all over! Bell Cranel can no longer be Bell Cranel !I must run, must run!!!!"

Recalling the shadow dominated by the fat female titan, the boy's teeth were trembling, his thin body was hung on the wall by handcuffs and chains, and he struggled with a ferocious expression.

But facing the instruments of torture made of refined iron, all his struggles were in vain. Not to mention that he is a mere lv.3, even if he is not an adventurer who is good at strength in lv.5, it is absolutely impossible to break free from the shackles specially made in this secret room.

Looking at the blood that has turned black on the ground, you can see how many men have been played in this secret room that belongs exclusively to [Men Killer] Phryne.

Without exception, none of the men who were tied here and were favored by this Phryne did not require her to buy the highest energy potion. She may not know why she still needs this kind of pharmacist because of her beauty. Produced products to assist?

Of course, the fate of these men was extremely miserable, and Bell Cranel could vaguely hear the extremely shameful screams of those innocent souls.

"Help, help, help! Who will help me!"

In line with the style that more things are worse than less things, Flon carried out a low-key style and went straight to the ceremony site.

It was just a casual move to bring the plan of [Yi Si Tower Familia] and the kidnapping of Bell·Cranel to the eyes of that goddess.

Of course he knows, even if he doesn’t do this... Yi Sita has a relationship with [Dark Familia] and provides them with funds, smuggling and channels. Once she is investigated by [Adventurer’s Guild], she Can't escape punishment.

Such evidence is enough for her to be expelled from Orario and even sent back to heaven.

But forget it, she still dared to provoke [Freya's family], and in order to provoke Freya, she even kidnapped her heart and soul, and raised Bell Cranel as her own son.

With Beauty God's morbid love for Bell, isn't this the old birthday star hanged himself -- courting death?

Not to mention [Dark Faction] and [Urban Destroyer] Ainio, even if she seeks refuge with [Adventurer's Guild] high-level Uranus, no one can save her.

Thinking of the other party's appearance of not knowing what is good or bad, even if he is a god, Flon also showed a trace of disdain and sneer on his face.

"Those who thought they could deal with it with the trump cards and strength of "Bull of the Sky", "Killing Stone", "Man-made Labyrinth Knossos", "Weird Ravis", and the mysterious masked man Goddess Freya? I really think too much. You think you are full of tricks, and you have one card after another, so how do you know that the [Freyya Family] standing at the top of Ola Li has no cards? Really think He has shown all his strength? He is a god of the heavens who has lived through endless years, how can he be so stupid?"

Mocking in a low voice, Flon seemed to hear something, his eyes were fixed, and his body suddenly stopped in the corridor from moving to still.

Narrowing his pupils with azure circles of light at 1.6, Flon turned around and entered the other end of the fork.

The leather boots on the expensive carpet are like cat's footsteps, silently.

The dark environment couldn't stop the gaze of the top adventurer—at the end of the passage, a thick wooden door made of strong steel as the skeleton came into his sight.

Before he got close, Flon's five keen senses gave him an aura that was completely contrary to the gorgeous and luxurious corridor behind him.

In the dark, decaying, and humid environment, a strong smell of blood mixed with some unknown smell came from behind the door.

He raised his eyebrows with interest, and even showed a little playfulness in his eyes.

"Is this... a private cell? The bad taste of a whore?"

"Heh, rich people just know how to play."