The Abyss Demon Of The Worlds

Chapter 16: The familiar wind thief

Bad feeling.

The situation is very wrong ...

In the dark basement, only scattered candles lit up the surroundings.

surrounded by an iron fence, like a giant iron cage.

Hank Manan, as a famous thief, sees everything around him, and a strong sense of crisis continues to spring up in his heart.

Although as a prison, the sanitation here was very clean, equipped with toilets and food, and there were no torture devices hanging on the walls, and there was not even a trace of blood on the ground, but Hank Manan is still willing to go back to his previous smelly and smelly place.The place is dirty and tattered, and I don't want to stay here for a while.

According to his years of experience, the current abnormality completely meant that something terrible was approaching.

Among the dozens of people inside the cage, several others besides him also noticed that they were not good, and their skin was extremely ugly.

One of them was very sturdy and had some scars on his face. At first glance, a middle-aged man who had experienced many battles and had rich combat experience walked up to Hank Manan and whispered with a serious face: "I know you, Hank Manan, you are a man, a strange thief who flies between several kingdoms, commits thousands of crimes, and is not caught until he steals King Marton's jewels.

Let me introduce myself, I am Herto Yasar, captain of the second squadron of the Borzoi Mercenary Corps, with the power of the [Great Knight].

I'm sure you've noticed the unusual here, I think we need to work together, otherwise, I'm afraid no one can escape. "

After speaking, he stretched out his palm.

Hearing that the other party had the power of a [Great Knight], Hank's eyes solidified, and after thinking about it, he stretched out his palm and shook hands with it, ensuring a cooperative relationship between the two.

After shaking his hand, Herto's skin became loose, and he slightly pointed at the people around him: the:

“I think the situation is not simple. We may be involved in some kind of worship ritual. I saw a familiar face among the people who were escorting us. Even though he was disguised, he beat him up a long time ago. When I met him, I recognized his identity. [The Salter Witch], who is sought after by the church, is said to have a very distorted personality. Thousands died at his hands.

And the people in this cage, I observed, each well trained, were at least able to kill a fully armed soldier with their bare hands, and this was the best sacrifice in a cult sacrifice ceremony ... "

Hearing what the other party said, Hank's face also became harder to see, because even though he didn't know the Sorcerer Salt, he didn't, but being called a Sorcerer was enough to show that the other party was definitely not a good kind., witches were definitely the most famous type among them, and each one was full of blood, and each of them was full of blood, said that their executioner praised them.

Based on the news he heard in the cell earlier.

The one who ordered his removal was prince Marton, which meant that the witch had most likely been in the same group with the highest level of the country. This was definitely bad news for Hank and the others.

In this case, being a victim in a cult sacrifice ritual is by no means ridiculous rhetoric, and the odds are very high.

To the lower limits of a top-class force, Hank has witnessed countless in his career as a thief!

For the so-called immortality, upper-class officials who were able to succumb to the pot, it was unusual for them to hold a blood sacrifice.

It can be said that if it is not on the list of sacrifices, it is possible to have himself.Hank is too lazy to ask this kind of thing.

Looking at Hank's ugly face, Huto asked: "The metal fence of this enclosure is made of iron, and each is as thick as two adult fingers, even if ten wild elephants are adjusted. Maybe can't bend it. . It is impossible for us to destroy it with our bare hands. Can you think of a way to open it?"

In the other party's disappointed eyes, Hank sighed and shook his head: "No way, I have observed it closely before. This kind of lock is specially made by the family of locksmiths who have been serving the Marton family for generations. At least it consists of hundreds of parts. Conventional keys are not comparable to them. Even with professional tools, I'm not sure that I can open it 100%, not to mention the empty-handed state."

So both are silent. �

And most of the other people also started to form their own small teams. For a time, more than 20 small groups appeared in the enclosure of dozens of people.

Contradictions naturally began to emerge, and mutual quarrels and provocations continued to occur.

If not for being suddenly moved to this unusual place at first glance, everyone's deepest feelings would be more or less restless. With their personalities, they would start doing things a long time ago, and some were killed or injured. .That's also common.

Squeaked...

Just now they were fighting with each other and their faces were red, and all sorts of foul language were endless, at the dark end of the corridor in front of the cage, suddenly there was the sound of an iron door being opened, the end of the iron door was rubbed on the ground.

Along with the unobstructed sound of footsteps, a slender, seemingly perfect, red-haired young man in black but luxurious clothes covered with golden patterns appeared before all of them.

Regardless of his more illusory appearance, clothes, or temperament, Hank had never seen anyone comparable to the person in front of him. He had a very special sense of presence in his body, and everything around him automatically degraded after standing there. To thwart, everyone's eyes were automatically drawn to him, as if he was the center of the world.

And I don't know if it's an illusion, when the other party comes in, Hank feels that the air temperature has dropped a lot, and even the flies and mosquitoes that just flew in the air disappear without a trace. . , Just like hiding.

Looking slightly to the side, he found that Huto's gaze was extremely frightened, as if he had met a ghost. The scar on his face turned like a caterpillar, and he did not know when there was a layer of sweat on his bald head. Slowly falling to the ground.

Although he did not understand what was happening to the other party, Hank instinctively understood that danger was coming, and did not dare to do more. He lowered his head silently, hiding his figure behind the prisoner in front of him.

Tilting her head and looking at the many prisoners locked up, Olga ignored them or their wary or hostile eyes, but nodded in satisfaction and commented: 'Open:

"The quality is not bad. It seems Salter has done everything very carefully."

In fact, he also knew that crown prince Jem must have contributed the most, but he didn't really care. As long as he could complete the task he was given, he did not care what the two of them did they came up with.By the way, according to the concentration of the world's magic power and the progress of civilization development, according to the, except for a few old things that he didn't know if there were, he didn't need to care about all the threats.

If not for the mass murder that would have caused the world to overreact and shorten its stay in this world, it would have been impossible for him to use this gentle method as a hidden boss behind the scenes, and he would jump to the front desk to do whatever he wanted.

However, due to the fact that his goal had not been completed, he did not want to make any big news in a short period of time, which attracted a large group of chaotic brave men to come and fight the Demon King.

At least until he completes the set goal.

Considered Olga's gaze was like seeing a fowl about to be slaughtered on a cutting board, a man in a prison uniform, ordinary-looking, short and stocky, with a savage beast claw in his right eye, stood up and looked solemn. .olga said:

"Let me go, I know where the treasure Prince Liya kept for himself when he rebelled 275 years ago in the Mardun Kingdom!"

These days, I read books like "Short History of the Kingdom of Mardun", "Detailed History of the Land", "Mitology of the Various Nations on the Mainland" and so on. Olga, who had absorbed all sorts of information from the world, although she knew what she was saying What it was, but was still unable to attract interest.

The treasures of gold and silver cherished by man have no value in the bottomless pit, and they are not as real as some corpses.

So after shaking his head, he said calmly in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Prince Liya? I am not interested in what is called his fortune. Those things mean nothing."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man was not upset. He only looked at Olga's eyes seriously, and after thinking about it, he whispered: "The storm thief's head is my real brother. There were hundreds of people under his command. Horse thief, if you can release me, it will not only be the treasure of Prince Liya, but we can also do one thing for you for free, whether it be murder or robbery."

"The Sailant Pirates? A familiar name..."

Olga touched her chin and said while thinking.

Seeing Olga's hesitant gaze, the other party's expression lifted and thought he was tempted, then added: "Our Storm Bandits are the largest group of horse thieves on the border of Marton Kingdom. There are no opponents of ours except the regular army!"

Olga nodded and shook her head: "But it still doesn't make sense to me. After all, you are the people in this kingdom who meet my standards the most. In the presence of this value , the others are of no use."

After speaking, he ignored the ugly faces of others and looked at others.

After taking a gentle breath, Olga's handsome face revealed a slightly intoxicating smile and said: "The familiar smell of sin makes me miss the abyss a little. From a concept perspective, most of you are incredible villains, and it should be an honor for you to be able to play a role in my hands."

After speaking, everyone's horrified gazes, Olga's body automatically spread a faint gray-black mist, which turned into a number of different lines, ignoring their struggles and fusing with everyone's body.

After finishing the work, Olga ignored the panicked people and examined their bodies. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and said, "I hope you can hold on for a few more days. Good bye, everyone."

He turned and left without delay.

As she was about to walk out of the iron gate, Olga suddenly wanted to understand why she had a reflection on [The Most Honorable Bandit], this kind of border bandit group.

More than ten days ago, when I went to burn the border forest, I met them along the way, so I took them to Huahua...

Amen! My demons are truly loving!

In the future, you must find a bald Donkey to give yourself the certificate of saving all living things. Otherwise, it would be a bad idea to go to work without a certificate.