Black Scepter Chapter 21: 0 Jun 1 shot

>"Bah."

Hiddink spit out a spit of saliva mixed with his mouth, and raised his eyes to look forward—the cage that was holding him was being opened by a soldier, and the other party dragged Kovin rudely and wanted to say something. As soon as Hiddink opened his mouth, he was kicked by a few soldiers next to him, and then he was **** with big flowers and **** with a strict.

This seems to be the first military fortress on the border of Nale. There are not many residents walking along the way. They are basically soldiers in standard clothes, but obviously, Hiddink can recognize the basic functions of the city- It is not a bustling city based on civilian residence like Byzantine. This is a military bastion that will only be used during wartime. Its only function is to resist invaders, and almost no one lives here in peacetime.

Seventeen noblemen were escorted to the four dungeons on the edge of the fortress center. The cold and wet cells were ventilated. The mossy ground was full of **** smell. Hiddink was the first to see it after being pushed here. It was the other prisoners in the cell opposite the mummy.

"Cough cough cough..."

Boozer has awakened from his coma, but apparently his condition is deteriorating. The fat man whose forehead is hot like a stove is lying on the cold ground. Hidink sees this and hurries to take off with a few guys. His coat was under Boozer, and a few people used his body temperature to help keep the fat man warm. Hiddink, who was wearing only a single coat, had blue lips that froze after a while, and he shivered.

"Useless, let him die earlier and hurry up."

The guy in the cell opposite said suddenly that Hiddink could see that his limbs were imprisoned with a cross-shaped chain of handcuffs, so he could not move at all, and his voice was hoarse and horrified.

"What do you mean?"

"You don’t know the guy’s hobby? He likes this kind of thin-skinned and tender fat guy. He used various types of knives to cut the skin, and cut the muscle fibers one by one... Knock the skull, oh... Pull out his nails one by one."

The guy with the beard and hair tangled across the opposite side spoke nervously, making all the Byzantine nobles who had just entered the cell shudder.

"Why do you want to keep him warm? Dedication? Ha, this is not a place that reflects the spirit of the aristocracy-do you know what that guy’s favorite game is? Oh... put the two guys on a machine he researched Everyone has an organ in their hands. Press it, and the guy sitting opposite you will be slammed into the heart by countless blades...loyalty? Trust? What he likes most to see...is betrayal."

Hiddink narrowed his eyes. Obviously, the guys held in this prison would not make such jokes casually, but as a noble knight, did they come here in exchange for ransom?

Until now he was still suffocating, and he didn’t even bother to talk about the god-nagging guy, curling his body to the surrounding knights and saying: "Don’t listen to him bullshit, we are aristocrats, good luck, we can be redeemed Back, bad luck... guys, at least each of us has killed three enemies, right?"

"I killed seven."

There was a voice not far away.

"Nine."

"Twelve."

"I have fewer, ten... maybe eleven."

"So, we are not losing money, are you?" Hiddink's few words, let the silent and depressed comrades all the way back to life-this time, the hope of living hard is more important than anything. But you must not let fear occupy your heart, because it is like a plague, it is fatal.

"Hahahaha--"

Hiddenk’s hoarse laughter interrupted him in the distance before he finished speaking — still the guy opposite, he said breathlessly: “Can the nobility be redeemed? Hahahaha— Is this your first time on the battlefield? Hahaha..."

"Click."

Don’t wait for him to finish, the dungeon door was opened, and a group of soldiers walked straight to the guy’s cell, without a word he opened his shackles, and then dragged him and several others out like a sack .

"Naive fools, sooner or later it’s your turn to experience this damn—"

His words were completely silent before he finished, it seemed that he was covered with fists.

There was silence in the cell. Hiddink could not move his injured leg. He had to do his best to put scattered straw on the ground to keep him warm. The nobles around him became silent because of the neuropathic guy-they all Not stupid, waiting for your own destiny does not seem so optimistic.

"Charles, is this the end of the game?"

"End of play? I remember you said that you want to play with all the ladies of Constantinople, and now you are discouraged?" Hiddink pointed to another guy and said, "You! Stop sleeping, in the cavalry regiment. Haven’t got enough sleep yet? What kind of **** pretend to come here?"

The guy he pointed to was actually in a state of near coma because of excessive blood loss. He was scolded by Hiddink. He smiled weakly, but said: "Captain... this time, I don’t I know if I can wake up after falling asleep."

The cell was quiet again.

Silence is like a big hand, grabbing everyone's throat.

Next, Hiddink suddenly asked in a choked voice: "Brothers, do you hate me? Because I... so many people are left in our team--"

"Will the Cavaliers be afraid of sacrifice?" Ke Wen, who has been silent, interrupted him. "I still remember what you said to us at the beginning-"The way we charge, we will never regret it.""

Hiddink reached out and touched Boozer’s hot forehead. The long battle seemed to have made people unaware that his age was not even twenty years old, but at this moment he was under the mental burden that ordinary people could not imagine.

"Bab said he would marry the daughter of Earl Tawa when he returned, and even the wedding invitations were ready; Fisher always said that he was timid, but he blocked the impact of the three knights and killed seven. Personal..." Hiddink couldn't control his tone, and the tears belonging to the man fell on the wet ground. "But...but they are all dead now...all* lying on the battlefield without a name! What can I do to be worthy of them!?"

"Boo!"

He hit the ground with a fist, extremely angry.

"Click."

The prison door opened again at this moment. The jailers went straight to Hiddink’s cell, lifted their legs and kicked a few people in the way, and then dragged Boozer to go out—

"What are you doing?!"

Hiddink remembered the previous guy’s words. When he got up, he grabbed Boozer, but he didn’t expect the jailer to run on his face without a word, and then a meal without mercy. In a violent fight, the next Corvin lifted his leg and kicked a jailer, but was immediately knocked down and kicked on the ground...

Buzel was dragged out in this way, and the sound of the jail closing was harsh.

For the lord of Percy City, the threat from Byzantine put him under a lot of pressure, but obviously this curious lord found some other way to resolve this pressure, but the way it uses It can be called outrageous-abuse.

"Squeak--"

The door of the lord’s hall opened, and Boozer was dragged in by two soldiers and went directly into a large secret room at the end of an open narrow dark tunnel. After placing him on a weird device, Boozer’s hands, feet and neck They were all handcuffed with metal shackles and lay flat on the device with the shape of "big", like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Buzel, who gradually woke up from a coma, was confused. Because of the temperature, he became more ill and he shivered voluntarily, but he was greeted by a middle-aged man with a strange look.

The lord of Pella City and nearby territories, Cavi.

"Aha, this is the noble knight of Byzantine? I always thought that the glorious nobles of this empire should not have this kind of brain full of fat, ha ha ha" It is like not telling myself that it is not funny Like the cold joke, only the lord is laughing alone in the hall. He is well-proportioned, and it should be a handsome and charming guy, but at this time his smile distorted the original handsome facial features.

There are also prisoners just dragged from the death row inside the secret room. It is obvious that they are not far away from the word death. Their bodies are covered with wounds-knife wounds, blunt wounds, scalds, frostbites. Some of the wounds have even exuded a smell of smell, which is obviously a masterpiece of the lord Lord's "venting selfish desires".

"Poof!"

Buzel, who hasn’t recovered yet, was awakened by the sound of a sharp weapon piercing his body, but it wasn’t stabbed on him—the lord did not know where he was holding a dagger, but he opened it alive. The chest of the prisoner beside! Then he skillfully cut the other's chest, and the heart was taken out very bloody

He reached out and pinched the heart that was still beating, and shook it in front of Boozer. He smiled and asked strangely: "Are you afraid of death, noble, oh knight?"

Blood dripped along the heart on Boozer’s immobile face, smelling fishy.

"Answer me, knight, are you afraid of death?"

The guy who doesn’t know how deformed he is seems to enjoy the fear of others. He sees that Boozer didn’t say anything, he smiled, but then he took a sword with Boozer’s palm and the heart. Nail through!

"Poof!"

The fat man Boozer frowned. He pressed his lips and said nothing. He looked at the neurotic **** in front of him, took a deep breath, and weakly replied: "You are asking a knight to fear death? "

This sentence obviously made Carvie froze, and then he laughed. He reached for another dagger and slowly ran across Boozer’s abdomen. The bloodthirsty eyes stared at the flowing one. Bloody, excitedly like a blood clan that hasn’t eaten in years-"Do you think you are strong? Knight, many people think they are heroes, but usually that is their self-hypnosis. Does this world need heroes?"

"Poof!"

A sword pierced into Boozer's other palm, he looked at the moaning fat man and said: "It's just a group of clowns."

Severe pain makes Boozer's body tense. He is already weak and abnormal. He seems to have reached the limit of his body-fat Boozer can clearly feel that his brain is falling into a coma again, and the body has begun Involuntary convulsions, he understood that this seemed to be the last physiological reaction of human instinct

"Even the clown, my clown, is ten thousand times stronger than you."

Buzell took a deep breath, then spit out a spit, and spit it out on the other person's face!

This is the last time he can resist.

"Death? Not so easy."

It doesn’t seem to be annoyed by Boozer’s resistance. He took the square scarf next to him and wiped the blood sputum. With a sneer, he took out a bottle of alchemy and stuffed it straight into Boozer’s mouth— Boozer, who choked a few bites, immediately understood that this is a potent therapeutic agent, because the medical team in the emperor team also has this expensive but very effective reagent, but its effect will decrease with the increase in the number of uses. And thanks to Boozer's never arrogance, this bottle of potion worked almost immediately.

But obviously, its role at this moment is more to let this lord continue to torture Boozer.

"Do you know what my greatest fun is? Watching a self-willed person destroying himself to destruction is often not done by others, but he has given up hope." He took out a small dagger , Dangling in Boozer's eyes, "I, just pushed the guys standing on the edge of the cliff gently -"

"Boom!"

His words weren’t finished, and the sudden shock sent the scattered blades of the room to the ground, and the dagger that was very close to Boozer’s pupil was left directly in the corner of his eye. There was a scratch!

The lord holding the dagger turned around, and the prisoners who were struggling all around were frightened, but no one escaped the control of the sturdy institution. Suspiciously, he walked toward the closed iron door, and stretched out his hand, but it was along The straight channel saw a scene that he could not imagine

"Are you sure you really want to do this?"

Minos stood on top of Hydera’s head, looking at the missing corner of the huge military fortress under his eyes, his mouth unnaturally grinning.

Just now, he explained to Morpheus the current situation and location of the dungeon Hiddink is facing, but at random he saw Morpheus raised his hand and directly condensed the elements to release seven "meteorite" to blow up the military fortress almost A scene of a quarter of the city wall.

This is a manifestation of the ultimate power. The "Meteorite", which was released in less than five seconds, blasted the thick wall of this fortress extremely accurately. After the burning meteorite landed, it was not released by other mages. The stone that became immobile like that continued to explode like a bomb, blasting the ground out of several deep pits!

The dungeon is built under the center of the fortress. This attack Morpheus is not a blind attack, but it blasted an entrance directly along the edge of the dungeon!

Hedra swooped down, and the huge shadow covered the panicked city defense army. Several soldiers who panicked and raised their bows and arrows did not have time to release their bow strings and were completely blasted by a spell released by Sunderland's blast!

The dragon is rushing straight in, it's totally a situation of utter chaos!

"Roar--"

A faint green dragon flame burned all the soldiers in front of him. Hydera crashed to the ground with a loud noise, and then spit out a huge fireball with a terrifying size toward the center of the tall fortress!

The solid masonry walls exploded, and the stimulating scene caused Minos, who was afraid of the world, to wave and throw a few explosive spells of the same power, which exposed the Lord’s Hall directly to Morpheus.

"I go there, there should be people in the dungeon!"

Minos volunteered and seemed to share the same task as Morpheus, an iron buddy, and stepped into the distance.

"Lilith comes with me, Sunderland pays attention to cover!"

The Morpheus, who was too late to talk nonsense, jumped directly down to Hydera and ran straight towards the hole where the corner of the dungeon was exposed

"Morpheus?!"

And Hiddink, who led the nobles to escape in the dungeon, exclaimed, and his eyes were round, he hadn’t had time to say anything else, and he saw Lilith, who also jumped down at this moment-at this moment, he I even thought I had an illusion.

"Great, you are all alive"

Lilith breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw the cavalry regiment of less than two hundred people, there were only a dozen or so people in front of her. She was heartbroken and her voice choked.

While I haven’t seen the Morpheus of this Cauchy School of Knighthood roommate looking serious, he looked at Hiddink before him and suddenly asked, "Why is there one missing?"

"Boom!"

A muffled noise prevented Minos’ soldiers from flying backwards, and had not landed. Minos, dressed in ragged clothes, had rushed into the underpass of the Lord’s Hall, although he was here for the first time However, as if he had come to his home, he found the hidden secret room easily.

Like Heisel, the martial arts used by Minos also came from the northern barbarian. His body flickered like a power when he lifted his hand. The heavy metal iron gate flew out directly!

Carvi, who was standing on the other side of the door, was directly hit by the blow and stumbled to the ground. He was only a mid-level swordsman. He did not expect his territory to be forcibly penetrated by ordinary people. The high-level guards who made the prestige for the blessing have been completely resolved by Minos three punches and two feet-and what he can't think of is that the guy in front of him may be the next master of "creed"!

"It looks like you have a wide range of hobbies?"

Minos grinned, but his smile was colder than the cold wind--although accustomed to face blood and killing, the inhumane treatment in this house made him abuse himself for his own Suddenly the anger was abnormal.

Without saying anything, Carvey lifted his hand to release the spell on the finger ring~IndoMTL.com~ A "Frost Spear" went straight to Minos with the "Flame Blast" on another ring!

The powerful Minos did not shy away from his arms and was about to parry. When he saw the guy in front of him, he raised his hand and put the dagger against Boozer’s neck lying next to him

"Pap-Boom!"

The two fists will shatter the oncoming spells, but this can’t stop the opponent’s action to kill Boozer soon. At the time of the thousand troops, a figure appeared suddenly. Behind the other party

"Click!"

The wrist of Ka Jianjian suddenly folded into a strange angle, and the soft slump fell aside, while the short sword fell straight, but was reached by the Morpheus before reaching the ground. Fixed Boozer's shackles cut off!

Buzel, who was rescued by Alchemy’s healing effect, is in a much better state. He sits up and looks confused. He looks at Morpheus, which put Carvey on one wall with one hand. Hearing this old roommate's voice low and full of guilt--

"Sorry, I'm late."