Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 753: Horrible conspiracy

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Ron was surprised, "Pamir, how do you know?"

"I said, all this is the conspiracy of the Red Silk Legion!" Pamir sighed and raised his eyes to look at Ron. "They launched missions on the main plane, using lies to take us and all the risks If someone cheated here, the purpose is naturally not so simple..."

"Their real purpose is probably to be in Batlos Plane Prison!" Pamir said coldly.

"Battles plane prison?" Everyone was slightly surprised.

"That's right, it's Batlos Plane Prison!" Pamir took the map of the exile from Ron's hand and pointed at the middle area of ​​the map.

Ron's gaze narrowed. Batlos Prison was located in the deepest part of the exile. On the map given by Lord Noah, the danger was marked with a red pen.

"One hundred thousand years ago, the Red Silk Army ignited the flames of war on the main plane, and even defeated the main plane legion for a time, and established their own forces. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. They were finally caught by the main forces. Together, their leader, Uttaris, the commander of the Red Silk Army, was imprisoned in Batlos Prison!"

Friga blinked and couldn't help asking, "That's just a matter of the main plane. What does it have to do with us?"

"If I were the Red Silk Legion and wanted to rescue their leader, the best way to do so in a weak situation is to try to attract adventurers from all major planes here, and then destroy them. Go to all the teleportation points and cut off their back. In this way, there is only one way for them to leave this place of exile where birds do not shit-that is the plane channel of Batlos Prison!"

Pamir spread the map on the ground, pointed to the symbols on the map, and talked freely, showing military confidence.

"In other words, if we want to leave here, we have to enter the Batlloth plane prison. Whether we want it or not, we will definitely become the cannon fodder of the Red Silk Legion..."

Speaking of here, Pamir's expression became excited, he stretched out his fist and thumped it to the ground, showing his anger.

Ron and the others looked at each other, Pamir's words seemed like a fantasy, but they couldn't help but believe that their way home, the point of plane transfer, had been destroyed.

As if feeling a little too excited, Pamir took a few deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, and said calmly, "It is absolutely a genius who can come up with this seamless plan. We have all been used by him! "

After hearing this goblin's words, the dark dragon Raffield frowned, "Could it be that there is no other way?"

"No!" Pamir shook his head, "The place of exile is where the main plane expels and imprison sinners. Even if you have a plane teleportation scroll on your body, you can't break the space restriction set by the gods..."

"Plane Teleportation Scroll?" Ron's heart moved. He remembered Nicole, the Grand Magister of the Undead, who had met in the Shenandoah Continent. She used the Plane Teleportation Scroll at that time and left this space directly.

The Plane Teleportation Scroll is expensive, and it is impossible for ordinary adventurers to own it, but now even the Plane Teleportation Scroll cannot be used, and things are a bit tricky.

At this time, the Behemoth Haoqin said in a deep voice, "So, apart from Batlos Prison, we have no other way to go?"

"Yes!" Goblin Colonel Pamir nodded heavily.

Everyone couldn't make up their minds for a while, and they turned their eyes to Ron.

Ron groaned for a moment, then slowly raised his head, "Colonel Pamir, I want to know...what exactly is the Batlos Plane Prison?"

"Batlos Plane Prison..."

Pamir's heart trembled, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

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"Master! We have destroyed all plane teleportation points in the Exile!"

Under the night, the tall Apu said to a short, thin, black-robed young man with a crisp under one knee, respectfully.

"Very good, not bad!"

The young man in black robe is sitting on a rock, looking at a small red flower in his hand carelessly. He slowly stands up, turns around and looks at the iron-clad demon ape, his face returned to the coldness. Look.

The young man in black robes paused, "How many brothers we have left?"

Apu thought for a while, "Report to the master that our brothers who brought the Exiled Land have more than 3,000 people. Except for the destruction of the last plane teleportation point, they encountered some powerful adventurers. Fierce resistance...In addition to some losses, everything else went well!"

"Hmm--"

The young man in the black robe nodded lightly, noncommittal.

"Next, we can implement the next step..." The black-robed young man slowly raised his head, a gleam of light in his black eyes.

"Send my order, let all the brothers remove the legion logo on the arm, and then...mix into the team of these adventurers, guide them-into the Batlos plane prison!"

"Yes, master!"

Ap responded and stood up, "Hehe, in this way, those stupid adventurers...have to enter the Batlos plane prison to fight against the powerful ancient guardians..."

Apu rubbed his hands in excitement, "We can not only use these cannon fodder to deal with the ancient guards of Batlos Prison, but also let our brothers preserve their strength. Master, your plan is really brilliant... everything is according to the master. Go in the direction you expected!"

"No way, our corps can no longer withstand any toss! I must maintain my strength to the maximum and prepare for the next plan!"

The young man in the black robe smiled faintly, with a slight expression of regret on his face, but from the look in his eyes, he was quite satisfied with the plan he had made.

Without spending a soldier or a soldier, just using wisdom to solve the ancient guardian of the Batlloth plane prison, to maximize the benefits at the least cost, has always been his strong point.

"The master is wise!"

The meticulousness and interlocking nature of the entire plan shows that the master is almost a monster with a terrifying mind. Apu's tone of voice for the black-robed young man is full of admiration,

At this time, he thought for a while and couldn't help saying, "By the way, the cannon fodder (referring to the adventurers who entered the Batlos plane prison) can only deal with the ancient guards, but the master, don't forget, There is a very powerful and terrifying existence in the prison of Batlos plane..."

"The ancient dragon Maxwell!" Apu gritted his teeth fiercely, "Master, if we can't defeat this terrifying guy, we can't save Uttaris!"

The guardian of the Batlos plane prison, the ancient dragon Maxwell, not to mention Arp himself, even the master who is many times stronger than him is far from Maxwell's opponent.

You know, Maxwell, who guards the Batlloth plane prison, is said to have the power of a god.

If you don't defeat the ancient dragon Maxwell, it will be useless to defeat all the ancient guardians.

"The ancient dragon Maxwell?"

Hearing this name, the young man in the black robe gleamed in his eyes, and after a moment of silence, the corners of his mouth cocked slightly.

"Don't worry, Arp, you just have to deal with the ancient guards of Batlos Plane Prison. As for the guardian Maxwell..."

Speaking of this, the young man in the black robe squeezed his hand fiercely, with a "canopy--" a black mist rose from his pale and slender hands, and the yellow flowers in his hands were instantly burned to ashes.

"I have my own way to deal with it!"