Black Scepter Chapter 13: If you break a cocoon into a butterfly

>Dark and humid, mixed with an unpleasant smell of sweat and rancidity, the soil underfoot permeated with the blood spilt by countless people for hundreds of years, leaving a lingering blood in the air.

This was the place where Earl Gard held and tortured the opponents.

Dissidents, vain attempts to rebel, try to assassinate, all here feel the taste of **** on earth-the various torture instruments hanging on the walls reflect the cold metallic luster, and the dark red color has been unable to use water Washing all the time shows how often they have been used.

Morpheus walks in the dungeon, following only Compton. The narrow dungeon has only one main road that is not wide. On both sides is a solid cast-iron structure cell. For professionals below level V, even if there is no restraint It is also difficult to break through the solid prison door.

Straight to the end, the five imprisoned knights are in the penultimate cell. Several people have not been subjected to excessive ill-treatment or punishment because of the normal food supply. Compared with the treatment of the last cell in the entire cell, Their treatment is already extremely humane.

Morpheus's footsteps in front of the last door of this large dungeon.

"How many people are there?"

"147 people, plus one in this room, 148 people."

Compton’s answer remains meticulous.

Morpheus stretched out his hands to care for the hair that he hadn’t taken care of for a long time, and raised his eyes.

The iron gate in front of you is amazingly thick. There are more than three huge iron ropes on it, and there is also an imprisoned circle. Of course, after Sunderland will tell the Morpheus that the circle of the spell will be lifted, all these things No longer an obstacle.

The iron lock is opened by the key, and the wand of Morpheus gently moves down the center of the magic circle, continuously rotates 37 degrees counterclockwise along the half axis of the trajectory of the magic circle, and then returns to the original point. The injected crystal wire The energy brought a ray of light, and then the entire circle was dimmed.

"Click."

The iron door opened slowly. Under the dim candlelight, the weak Earl of Gard slowly raised his head.

The once-flirting lord was now shackled, sitting on a pure metal seat covered with chains. Hearing the movement of the door opening, he tried to identify who came in and knew who he was, but he felt only a blur in front of him. .

Tangtang i-class strongmen, Sword Sage, who killed more than four figures, now breathe in the dungeons they built like the cheapest slaves.

Perhaps precisely because the "truth" sought by Sunderland was taken over by the count, this arrogant lord's strength ranked first among the lords of the entire Balice Empire-this is not an accident. After the number of booked dukes completely died in Balice due to time reasons, an i-level count is indeed the strongest in the lord group.

And the whole empire may be able to beat this Sword Sage head-on in no more than three digits--more than 90% of them exist in the royal family of Buttigia, but even so, he would never think of himself in a blink of an eye. Losing a woman was injured, and even had no room for resistance!

At this moment, the imprisoned lord can’t move like ordinary people. The cold iron chain makes the lord’s vitality in the dungeon drop sharply, and even to the point of barely maintaining it-such a suffocating death method may be how he Unexpected.

Morpheus is not good at torture secrets from living people's mouths, Compton will also not, so he did not have too many expectations, but just stood in front of this guy with some reluctant eyes and said, "You It is a nobleman who has the power to redeem himself for his life."

The Earl of Gard had more air and less air, and he couldn’t answer it in the face. He just swallowed slowly and opened his mouth, but he couldn’t say anything.

"Wow--"

Compton put a bucket of cold water directly on Lord Garde, who was very conscious of the matter. The latter finally saw the look of Morpheus because of the sudden pumping and wide eyes.

"Kill me."

Galde had no other ideas. If he could, he had already committed suicide. The most proud eagle had its wings broken. Its only choice was to jump off the cliff he overlooked all his life. Although Garde is not a hero, he is also an arrogant warrior.

"Something that Sunderland is interested hides under your castle. Say it if you are interested, and don’t say it if you are not interested. Just sit here and wait for the time to kill you."

Morpheus did not intend to talk to the lord about any superfluous nonsense. Garde would die sooner or later. He said nothing about the secrets under his castle, which did not affect the pace of Morpheus's search for the scepter of Yizuer and Savras.

Galder slowly raised his head, but suddenly smiled.

His smile seemed to ridicule, but his voice was as bleak as a leaky bellows.

"Can I know that Sunderland's abacus?" He also had a strong iron copy around his neck, which prevented him from moving his body even an inch. "The truth is a torch, too close, and the consequences are often Those who burned and tried to hold the torch just ignited their upper body. Do you want to know? I will tell you that these things are under the tower destroyed by you."

He coughed a few times violently, and then he laughed and became mad.

Morpheus narrowed its eyes and turned away without saying anything nonsense.

The icy iron door closed again, leaving the last curse of Earl Garde--

"Truth? That is the gate of hell"

Knight Jeana stood in front of the tower, her pale face and dark blond hair were noticeably abnormal in the sunlight. She wearing leather armor saw Morpheus and Compton coming from the direction of the dungeon, saluting the knights without saying a word.

Morpheus didn’t walk past it as usual, but reached out to keep up, and then turned to the tower where Sunderland was located-he needed to discuss some things with these people, but no one knew But at the same time, Ashcandi, who could only look up at the sky at the top of the tower, turned the page of the book lightly, but had no interest in reading.

"Balice General History" was gently thrown aside by her, turned her head, and she could never see the land from her location. For the first time, she seemed to be curious outside the sky.

Anyone who has been silent for hundreds of years will also have a trace of curiosity about the strange world. This is instinct. Even if she suppressed it for a long time, but after Morpheus has gone away several times, the sentence "Take a step, the world "It's very small" seems to echo in her mind for a long time.

Her weak arms propped up her body and wanted to see a beautiful view outside the window, but she was too weak to get up.

The pale face was more hesitant, and then another attempt was made.

This time, she tried to climb to the edge of the sofa and reached out to hold the beautifully decorated wooden handle, slightly raising her eyes a few inches.

In the field of vision, the blue sky and white clouds outside the window radiated to the distance, but her efforts did not seem to let her see anything else.

Did you give up?

Ashkandi, who had gathered courage for the first time in hundreds of years, was somewhat discouraged, his arm holding the handle trembling slightly, and finally raised his sight once more at the last minute.

For any ordinary person, it may be an insignificant one centimeter, but Ashcandi’s field of vision shows the magnificent plains, villages, and the continuous mountain peaks at the end of the horizon

It is not that Ashkandi has not seen these things, but the last time he overlooked the distant view from a height, it seems that it has been too long apart, so far away that she can’t remember what the scene she has seen before is exactly what it is.

The so-called glorious glance is probably the case.

But when she didn’t have a surprised expression, her arms with little strength could no longer support her body--

"Boom."

She fell sideways and fell off the sofa, falling on the precious soft carpet.

The black hair spread out, and the green eyes looked at the tall dome and decorative painting in front of him. His legs overlapped weakly and twisted, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Is the world really small?"

She raised her left arm hesitantly, her black robe sleeves hanging down, and the pattern of "Servant's Contract" exuded a faint luster under the sunlight spilling into the room outside the window.

"Forgive me, I am a person who can’t even walk."

Tears slipped down the corners of the eyes, and the green eyes closed gently, as if hiding from the sun.

Morpheus talked to the big Archmage for a moment on the tower where Sunderland was located, and told the old man who wanted to find the truth in front of him the answers he got in the dungeon.

Unexpectedly, Sunderland did not take the liberty to ask Morpheus to excavate the tower, but offered to portray himself to detect a magic circle to determine whether there is really something under the ruins of the tower. secret".

The Morpheus is glad to allow this, and the things mentioned later have been greeted by Sunderland before-the leader of the night watchman has recovered after a few days of rest, but is facing more and more The dangerous enemy, what he has to do is to improve his strength as soon as possible-the battle can not be waited for while sitting, so Morpheus called Jeanne, Compton and Sunderland, these guys with different professions in the territory, ready to proceed Actual combat drills.

Sunderland has already portrayed the "energy blocking magic circle" on the ground floor of his tower. This magic circle usually appears in the arena or large-scale mage training places to absorb energy shock waves and vibrations. The magic circle portrayed by Archmage has done its utmost to strengthen and strengthen it so that it can withstand the internal magic shock of about 30 levels.

Morpheus did not start the so-called training in the venue at this moment, but carefully inspected the venue and made some arrangements to start Compton, who is good at calculations, to arrange the most reasonable training plan-according to the Masoka card Principle, Compton needs to formulate a combat plan to improve the Morpheus's combat capability the fastest in the shortest time.

After scheduling everything, Morpheus returned to the Lord’s Hall and felt the atmosphere was wrong as soon as he entered the door.

Walking towards the sofa, he saw Ashkandi lying on the carpet-this scene made the heart of Morpheus burst suddenly, he almost rushed over without any hesitation and reached for Ashkandi Dee’s neck had to confirm her life status. The movement was so small that Ashcandi slowly opened her eyes, but what she saw was Morpheus’s tightly frowning brows and he was ready to lie down on her chest and listen carefully to the heartbeat. .

"What are you doing?"

This light greeting made Morpheus's tight-hearted sigh of relief. To be honest, his brain was almost blank at this moment, even if he understood that Ashkandi had a contract with himself, he couldn't help it Thinking of the worst possibility, this huge psychological gap made him take a deep breath and sit directly on the carpet with his hips back, his eyes staring straightly and asked, "What are you doing?!"

Ashkandi was frightened by Morpheus’s annoying questions, and she didn’t know how she caused Morpheus. She responded timidly: “I accidentally fell down.”

Morpheus felt a bit overdone as soon as he spoke. After seeing Ashcandy’s pitiful touch, he immediately felt guilty and abnormal, and saw that she was still lying on the carpet. The woman who could not move below the waist was carefully placed on the sofa next to it.

Ashkandi's body was suddenly stiff and abnormal, like a frozen fish.

It wasn't until Morpheus released her hand that she was more than half a meter away from her, she breathed as if swimming and breathing-the blushing Ashkandi was at a loss.

Shy? She didn't even know why she blushed.

Morpheus didn't care about this, opened Ashcandy's face with wide eyes, and confirmed that she had nothing to do, then sat down and said: "It's my fault. When I left, I forgot to let people stay by your side. ."

He looked around and continued to ask: "Why did he fall? In order to get something?"

Ashkandi’s heart jumped faster for no reason, but he honestly replied: "In order to look out of the window~IndoMTL.com~ Maybe it’s a habitual pessimism, I think of my last fall, Her mood is a little lower.

Morpheus was a little stunned by what she said, as if he saw a new Ashcandy. A few seconds later he made a decision and got up and pushed open the window-it was getting dark and the horizon was still Seeing the afterglow of the sunset, Morpheus looked back at the depressed mood and asked Ashcandi: "Really willing?"

Ashkandi didn't know what to say, hesitated, but finally nodded gently.

"Then be mentally prepared," Morpheus looked at the weak Ashcandy on the couch, approached, bowed to her to climb up, and continued: "If you don't come out, you will think this is the world ."

Ashkandi was so overwhelmed by this action that Ashkandi did not dare to move, but the expectation in her heart made her break the previous negative point.

She hesitated and held out her hand to hold the shoulder of Morpheus. Before she could do anything else in the future, she was taken aback by the Morpheus who got up. She thought that Morpheus would take her to the window sill to see, Knowing that Morpheus actually stepped out in two steps, stepped onto the window sill and jumped out with her behind her!