Demon King, Don’t Run Away Chapter 388: Catching turtles in a urn

Crawling forward in the ventilation duct, Ias looked at the map and made decisions.

Judging from the direction of the pipeline, many places can theoretically be reached through pipelines, but the thickness of each pipeline is different.

Most of them are no more than 20 centimeters long and wide, so there is no way for Ias to move to any place she wants.

According to the scale on the map, you can roughly judge whether those ventilation ducts can accommodate the same movement by the thickness of the ventilation ducts.

The good news is that most of the ventilation ducts are built around the second underground floor, and Ias can move freely in these ventilation ducts. The bad news is that the ventilation ducts in which Ias can move form a complete "closed loop" , there are only three exits that can go out.

It seems that the designers also considered the possibility of slaves entering the ventilation ducts after escaping.

As long as the slave runs into the pipe, first sends people to guard the three exits, and then sends two people in tandem to attack, he can drag out the slaves who want to escape.

When she thought of this, Ias immediately accelerated her crawling speed and headed for the nearest exit to avoid being trapped in the ventilation duct.

Ias kicked open the baffle blocking the vent and jumped to the ground in the nearest room.

This room is different from the dim slave storage room. The magic decorations on the ceiling are very beautiful, exuding soft yellow light. The rows of desks face a wide podium, which looks beautiful.

But this is not a place for teaching and educating people. Beside the podium in this classroom, there are torture instruments placed openly.

Slave auction houses are not interested in providing one-on-one guidance to slaves. They gather slaves here to learn the required knowledge in a unified manner, and then provide further education to individual slaves according to the situation.

Occasionally the auction house will let other slaves see the "education" of other slaves to let them know the consequences of not learning well.

Seeing the traces of blood remaining on the torture tools, Ias quickly understood the purpose of it. Her first reaction was not fear and disgust, but anger and disgust.

"It's too much... They really don't treat us as adults!"

But after being angry, Ias quickly calmed down. The top priority now is to get out of here quickly.

After what happened just now, Ias knew that this was a trap.

Even if Huck is rescued, it is meaningless if there is no way to escape unscathed.

This is not a retreat, but a strategic retreat.

What the man said should be right, but he acted too late, which led him to tell the auction house here about her whereabouts, so that the auction house could prepare in advance.

As long as we can retreat smoothly and then meet up with Yang Yu and the others, with that person's mind, we will definitely...

Definitely...

Ias lowered her head. She recalled everything that happened five days ago, and couldn't help but raise her head and touch her cheek.

I am no longer their partner, why should I rely on them in this situation?

Looking at the empty hands, the past time with them floated in front of her eyes, and Ias felt an inexplicable sadness in her heart.

She put all this behind herself.

"You can't think about that guy at this time. It's all that guy's fault that the defense here is so perfect. Maybe Huck was transferred by them...it's all that guy's fault. ..."

It's not that guy's fault, Ias knows that.

But the more this happened, Ias didn't want to admit it. In the end, she could only rely on self-deception to rationalize her actions.

"Hurry up and leave! If you are one step slower, the pursuers will be coming."

Muttering to herself, Ias took steps forward, but before she could get to the door, the door opened with a creak.

Two figures appeared on the other side of the door.

A man wears a mask decorated with feathers, only covering his eyes. He has a tall body, wearing red clothes with broad shoulders, and a silver-white ornament like the sun on his chest, but the ornament is not complete. It looks like the sun, but with a cross on it.

This look is exactly the same as that of the auctioneer in Ias's memory.

The faint scent of Arnopislan wafted up, and Ias gritted her teeth, drew her bow and arrow, and shot an arrow towards the auctioneer's chest.

At this moment, another person moved, and his huge palm firmly grasped Ias's arrow.

The man who caught Ias's arrow was more than two meters tall, wearing a knight's helmet, holding a meteor hammer in his right hand, and wearing red and black clothes that resembled prison uniforms. The bulging muscles filled the clothes. It was so full that he crushed the arrow he held in his left hand to pieces with a exertion of force.

Lifting up the feathered mask, Obsidian smiled and applauded,

“I didn’t expect that in that situation, I could think of that method. It’s really impressive.”

As soon as Ias saw Obsidian, she became excited again,

"Honey, where is my brother? Where did you hide him!"

Spreading his hands helplessly, Obsidian said with an extremely nonchalant attitude: "Hide or not, you threw yourself into the trap anyway. I'll tell you the truth, your brother has been bought away a long time ago."

"What! Who bought it and when?"

Ias was aggressive and drew the bow string again.

But this time the threat had no effect on Obsidian. The reason why Obsidian answered Ias like that at that time was purely because he was afraid that Ias, the cooked duck, would fly away.

Now that Ias has no way out, and she has such a powerful assistant by her side, why shouldn’t she open her mind and ridicule her as much as she wants?

"Miss Elf, please clarify your current situation. Can you talk to me like this?"

"Don't show off to me, tell me the whereabouts of my brother quickly, otherwise, my bow and arrow will make a hole in your head!"

Hei Yao sneered, and the man next to him took a step forward,

"There is no need to talk nonsense with the product. If she is so unruly, just leave it to me to educate her. I will make her as docile and cute as a kitten."

With a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, Obsidian took a step back, "Then it's up to you, Teacher Lund, don't be too rough. You can never hit your face. Please feel free to do anything else."

"I understand, don't worry, leave it to me."

The big man known as Lund took a step forward and entered the room, while Obsidian slowly covered the door.

"Hey! Don't leave! Answer my question, where did you sell my brother to?"

Ias shouted, but Obsidian still ignored her and continued to close the door.

Just when the door was about to close completely, Londe turned around slightly and told Obsidian, "Don't forget to place those bounty hunters. Leave this place to me. Those people can just give them some money to spend." Send."

"Follow your will, Teacher Lund."