Warlord of Chaos Chapter 122: Prisoner

Chapter 122 Prisoners

Han Jin originally thought that the territory of Black Crow City should be very desolate, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he realized that he was wrong.

The only difference is that the sky here is very dark, you can't see the sun, you can't see the bright starlight, no matter when you look up, you can only see layers of clouds like lead blocks, the most colorful It's just a little different.

Around the towering castle, there are neat patches of wheat fields. Han Jin feels very strange. It stands to reason that the lack of sunlight is not good for the growth of plants. Why is the wheat here so prosperous? Unfortunately, now is not the time to study botany, his figure is slowly sinking.

After a short time, Han Jin got out from a clump of dead grass. This was obviously a prison cell, the air was dirty and rancid, with a closed iron door in front and solid iron windows in the back. Older people are nailed to the wall, nailed, not hung! Two iron nails as thick as a child's arms penetrated the palm of the man and pierced deeply into the wall. The man opened his hands and fixed them into a big character. The strange thing is that his palm did not bleed. The muscles had turned gray-black, and there were still a few small white spots that were moving. Han Jin could not help but change his face when he fixed his eyes on it. The white spots turned out to be a few maggots.

Just as Han Jin came out, the man also raised his head, but Han Jin still couldn't see the other person's face clearly. His hair and beard were too long, and they were tangled up on his face and body. It looks like a hairy monkey, the only thing that can be seen clearly is a pair of sharp eyes like knives, but in just a moment, those eyes change, become extremely cloudy, unfocused, like a poor man , The dying old man huddled by the side of the street, staring blankly at the sky.

"Hush..." Han Jin put his index finger in front of his lips. He was about to walk towards the iron gate when a piercing scream came in, which startled Han Jin.

He was here to scout the enemy, and he was already mentally prepared to deal with the unexpected. He shouldn't have been startled by anything, but that cry was too weird and too ear-piercing.

Han Jin stuck to the iron gate and listened, then casually flicked a small black beetle out.

Han Jin had nothing to say, and turned around in a daze. The prisoner saw Han Jin's astonished expression, and whispered, "That's the witch of the abyss."

"What?" Han Jin was taken aback.

"That's the abyss witch. Their favorite thing to do is to be beaten and have sex. Their physique is very strong. Among the creatures of the abyss, they are second only to vampires. They are beautiful and not inferior to elves. One hundred abyss witches , is enough to satisfy the desires of 10,000 soldiers, but on the other hand, 10,000 soldiers may not be able to satisfy the desires of 100 abyss witches..." The prisoner's voice sounded particularly old: "Hehe, people say that Zha Guned did all kinds of evil, in fact, this is a bit unfair to him, Zaguned and his soldiers are only responsible for destruction, and never do other things.”

Han Jin stared blankly at the prisoner, speechless.

"What? Am I surprised because I know so much?" The prisoner said in a self-deprecating tone.

"No, it's because you can still laugh at this time." Han Jin understood that he accidentally ran into a big man. He didn't want to disturb the residents of Nuremberg, and he couldn't ask anything from the residents. Something of value came, so he set his sights on the prison. An enemy's enemy is his friend. In this spirit, he thought it would be easier to find like-minded people in prison. Unexpectedly, he met a person with unusual conversations and encounters.

"So what if you don't laugh? Are you crying?" The prisoner said slowly, "Are you from the Baite League? Or from the Holy Crown City? Are you...are you ready to attack Black Crow City?"

Han Jin couldn't describe the astonishment in his heart with words. He looked the prisoner up and down, and whispered: "Who are you? How do you know?"

"Since I failed to assassinate Zaguned, he will visit me every once in a while. Now I haven't seen him for many days. I can give up this kind of fun. He... must be very busy." When the prisoner talked about Zaguned, his tone suddenly became cold: "And you, a little guy, even ignored the threat of the dark enchantment and rushed here rashly, knowing that Zaguned, Caroline Are they sure they're not in Nuremberg?"

"Little guy?" Han Jin smiled. He has always disliked people who rely on the old to sell the old, let alone now that he is on the strong side, there is no need to sell anyone's face.

"I'm also a human being, and I'm over seventy years old now, is it too much to call you a little guy?"

"Okay... Old Mister, how did you know that we were going to attack Black Crow City?" Han Jin smiled, since the other party involved age, he couldn't continue to care about it.

"Black Crow City is not a good place. Even caravans rarely show up. What are you doing here? To die? Here, I rarely see any faces. Sneaky, restless and kind, and thinking about it, Zaguned has been missing for a long time, so, I'm just making a random guess." The prisoner whispered: "Little guy, are you free? Talk to me about the outside world. It's something..." At the end, the prisoner's tone had a hint of pleading.

"Don't you think I should save you first?"

"There's no need for that. I've been imprisoned here for ten years. My fighting spirit and body have already started to shrink. I'm a useless person after being rescued. Instead, I want to alarm those guys." The prisoner sighed softly: "As long as you can talk to me about the outside world, I will be very grateful to you."

"What do you want to know?"

Unexpectedly, such a simple sentence actually stopped the prisoner. His hair and beard were trembling slightly. After muttering for a long time, he finally let out a long sigh: "Ten years..."

"By the way, I don't know your name yet. Do you have family and friends?" Han Jin knew very well that Zaguned attached so much importance to this prisoner, and his background is definitely not simple.

"Forget it, I suddenly... don't want to ask anything." The prisoner said in a bitter voice: "Little guy, let's talk about you, where are you from?"

"Can you change the name? I'm a little uncomfortable." Han Jin frowned, thinking that at the beginning, he always called the little bully "little guy", but now hearing the same name, it's strange that he feels comfortable. : "My name is Raphael."

"Well, Mr. Rafael, where are you from? What are you doing here?"

"I'm from Beitmeng."

"Bite League? How did the Bite League have the power to attack Black Crow City? Could it be...Konrad led the Torrent Legion to fight?"

"It's not Cavalier Conrad. Cavalier Conrad died of illness two years ago." Han Jin was taken aback: "Do you know him?"

"How old is he? He just passed forty, right? How did he die of illness??" The prisoner asked in a shocked tone.

"Because he is too tired."

The prisoner fell into silence, and he let out a long sigh after a while. The long sigh was full of sadness, but his hair and beard were already comparable to a mask, which played a very good protective role. Han Jin couldn't see him clearly at all. expression.

"So... Mr. Raphael, you came to Nuremberg just to destroy the city defense of Nuremberg?"

"I'm not that powerful yet, I just came here to scout." Han Jin said.

"Scout, by the way, just now I saw that you can get out of the ground, is that magic?"

Han Jin smiled, but did not answer.

"If you have this ability, everything becomes easier. Most of the fighters here are abyssal races. They are not afraid of attacks from the ground, so they built the defensive magic circle underground." The prisoner squinted Looking out of the iron window: "Did you see that huge statue in the center of the city? The bottom is empty, you can go there and think of a way, but it's best to wait until the army comes over before doing it, otherwise the You can't destroy the magic circle by yourself, even if it is destroyed, they can repair it."

"Are you familiar with Nuremberg?"

"Very familiar? Hehe... Even if I close my eyes ~IndoMTL.com~ I know every corner of this city."

"Just now I observed outside for a long time, and found that the defense of Nuremberg...doesn't seem to be very tight." Han Jin said: "Mr., how many soldiers do you think can take Nuremberg down?"

"It's not important, the important thing is, are you sure that Zaguned, Caroline, and Betty are not in Crow City?"

"They are definitely not here. Even if they know what's going on here, they can't rush back to support."

"That's easy. If you can still destroy the magic circle, thousands of warriors can capture Nuremberg."

"Oh?" Han Jin glanced at the prisoner: "I'm leaving, sir, you really don't need my help?"

"No need, hehe...Little guy, no, it's Mr. Raphael. You can care about me, which proves that you have a good heart, but this is not an advantage."