Chapter 754: Alternative rescue

It's midnight.
It was dark, damp and cold, and there were countless rodents and small bugs rustling in the dark corners of the cell.
A female transcendent who can clearly see the characteristics of outsiders even in ragged clothes has wandering eyes, and is obviously a little unstable in emotion, looking at the third-order "blasphemous" who is the backbone of the ancient gods.
He hesitated for a while before speaking slowly, and didn't know if he was cheering himself up:
"Mr. Chapatik, isn't there a Tier 4 transcendent in our large army? The agreed time should have almost arrived. They will find a way to find us when we are not there, right?"
No matter how bad the bad guys are, they are afraid of death. Of course, the extraordinary in the "Black Obelisk" are no exception.
The front-line combatants distributed in various places do not know the overall plan of the main gods, but only know that they have to prepare for a long-term battle with the front stand. The purpose is to collect the fingernails of the deceased Zongdrik. The more the number the better.
Also pay special attention to activities only on the periphery of this archipelago, and do not go too deep into the territory of the ancient survivors, where it means absolute danger and uncontrollable.
As for people like them, they don't need to have their own ideas, they just need to follow the instructions of the senior management.
however.
A long time has passed since the accident, and the depression of not seeing hope of rescue for a long time has made most people nervous, and they urgently need some external support to allow them to persevere.
But the "blasphemy" named Chapatik, who had also lost the patience to maintain the morale of the team in the past, opened her mouth and broke her illusion without mercy:
"Don't lie to yourself anymore. We have been abandoned. With the style of the church, we will never send people to bring us dangerously and rescue us. Everyone should think about how to survive the fighting and live one more day. "
Even these "blasphemers", who were mostly belonging to the nobles of the "Kuma Empire" of the Atrian indigenous empire, were imprisoned in the sea of ​​mist along with the "god of the labyrinth" Ehot for three hundred years.
I have never been to the outside world, let alone "Broken Xinghai".
But the "Kuma Civilization", which has existed for more than three thousand years, is not only ahead of the entire era in mathematics, astronomy, and calendars. It is even more because it is the oldest "existing" civilization in the entire material world, and it still inherits many hidden histories of the material world.
The most typical representative among them is the ancient secret scroll-"Zoerjin Calendar", which combines calendars and prophecies.
They not only knew what was on the "Dongyi Islands" among the four major islands of "Broken Star Sea," they also knew exactly what was on the other three islands!
These "Kuma survivors" who invested in ancient gods for immortality may be the material world, apart from the ancient gods who survived the cataclysm of the era, none of the ethnic groups that know these ancient secrets best.
It is hard to say that "the of labyrinth" Ehud and the mysterious master of the sea of ​​mist, Loy Gor, chose the Kuma Empire and the feathered snake Kukulkan to start, without considering this factor at all.
Except for not knowing the inexplicable time limit because of the lack of level, Chapatik had a better understanding of this place than Petrich's "Son of the Sea God".
Therefore, apart from the task of collecting nails, they didn't dare to have any connection with the ancient civilization here at first. At this point, he understood the danger of his party's current situation, and staying in the Zondrik Empire for a long time would definitely suffer.
And his frankness was no surprise in exchange for a wailing in the cell.
"I don't want to die!"
"We accept the employment of'Eye of Wealth' for more wealth and stronger power. How can we die in such an inexplicable place for nothing?"
"..."
At this time, it was less than three days before the meeting of the ten kings.
Including a group of black wizards from the "Black Obelisk", transcendents from non-mainstream paths, and several dependents of the Cthulhu Church have been transferred from the original dungeon to the big arena, including slaves or gladiators brought by the kings. Have all come here.
The Jeross and First Mate Ram will naturally be no exception.
Just because there are still three days left to fight, the treatment has improved a lot in the past few days, and at least they can get enough food every day.
Hearing the guys in the cell opposite, they were crying hysterically while chatting, and Jeros couldn't help knocking on the metal railing of his cell and shouted to them:
"Hey, what are you afraid of? Even if it is a duel with the slaves of other kings, it is not necessarily dead. If you perform well, it is not impossible to put yourself under the command of that king.
Besides, isn't there an evil behind you? Let them manifest their spirits to save you! "
Although the three people's greatest hope still fell on Aiwen, they themselves did not give up the idea of ​​self-help. Since realizing that these people obviously know more information, they have been trying to gather more information all the time.
However, without waiting for a response from there.
哐!
The door to the supporting cell of this arena was opened, and a group of dozens of brightly-dressed Zondrieks entered in file.
"Your Majesty Arion, please see. These people can also speak Cartha and can communicate normally, but there is a vulgar slang among them that we can't understand.
If they want to pretend to be stupid, just give them a severe lesson. "
Although the relationship between the two countries is rivals in the forthcoming "Great Fight of the Kings", the general is not too concerned about the loss of these "slaves".
Since the "children of gods" would decide to use the trivial method of "the king's battle" to determine the distribution of rights and benefits between the kingdoms, they naturally knew that they were not so concerned about the prizes after the battle.
As beings who have reached the end of the secular and transcendent at the same time, standing at the top of the pyramid, what they enjoy is the process of fighting and the supreme honor of paying homage to God when writing the covenant on the sacred pillar.
After all, their crowns are so dazzling and precious that they can only look up to the sky, not allowing them to lower their heads to look at those humble mortals.
Leading the team straight to the door of the cell where the outsiders were being held, the vanguard who was still clamoring just now was silent, looking anxiously at these Zongdriliks with ill-faced faces.
"Well..."
The harsh environment made the Sun-like Son of God uncomfortable. Arion took out a silk paw and covered his nose, already regretting that he was here on a whim.
Looking intently, female black wizards with pale faces and shriveled bodies, extraordinary people who have made themselves inhumane and unscrupulous... totally inconsistent with his aesthetics, not to mention those ancient people who are not like monsters. God's favor.
After just a glance, the interest was greatly diminished.
"General Aamos, apart from the fact that the slaves you have captured may be really weird, there is really nothing desirable..."
At this moment, the noble king suddenly turned his gaze to the cell on the other side, and his eyes lit up when he saw a figure.
Although she had gone through several battles and her clothes were in tatters, she couldn't conceal the moving color of Stephanie herself.
The female knight with bright golden-red long hair, with a trace of wildness in the delicate features, tall and vigorous, with perfect curves. Simply sitting on the muddy ground covered with straw, it seems to be a beautiful female leopard who is about to get into trouble at any time.
Even among the two million transcendent citizens of the entire empire, there are not too many women who are gifted to naturally grow to the third rank.
And this beautiful woman who was born in the royal family and spent many years in the sea, cultivating a unique temperament, hit Arion's heart like a bolt of lightning.
Reach out and point.
"This woman...I want it!"
哐—!
Unidentified two people and a parrot, they saw the wolf-like soldiers opening the prison door and they were about to arrest people. They were waiting to resist, but they saw that the Zondrik soldier rushing in the front suddenly blinked at them. eye.
The hearts of the two of them slammed, although they look wrong, but the familiar look in their eyes...
"you..."
The general named Iamos outside the cell didn't mean to explain to the slaves. Anyway, this woman was destined to not survive tomorrow morning when she fell into the hands of the Son of God.
Holding a piece of [copper plate key] with a blue light pattern in my hand, it is directly excited.
Crackling!
The collars on the slaves’ necks were all cast from Zondrilik’s unique metal material "Occitan", which was not only indestructible, but also shielded from the influence of any extraordinary force, and was widely used in cutting-edge technological creations.
Of course, it is also an excellent material for making [Extraordinary Handcuff Lock].
The strong blue electric light on the omanite collar stunned Jeros and Stephanie, who were restrained in ability, to the ground easily.
"Hahaha, take her and let's go."
Duc Tilli, who was next to him, was about to step forward and perform in front of the king, but Irvine took the first step to carry Stephanie up.
......
Buzzing...
The inexplicable sound of water awakened Stephanie, and she found herself lying in a luxuriously decorated bathroom next to two young female slaves sleeping on the ground.
"Ha, Your Highness, are you surprised?"
Seeing Ivan who had changed her original appearance and was watching her with a smile, Stephanie's nerves that had been strained due to panic and fear during this period finally relaxed slightly, and she got up from the ground and exhaled fiercely.
Then he curtsy of a lady very solemnly:
"Your Majesty Galliot is really reliable. He can really find this kind of ghost place. Stephanie will not forget your kindness."
"His Royal Highness, let's not gossip, we are going to be faster. Although the Majesty Arion just ordered the slave girl to wash you off for nothing, it doesn't seem like he has too much patience."
Stephanie straightened the messy hair around her ears, and gave Irving a white look, but did not entangle his teasing. She just reached out and touched the metal collar on her neck and frowned slightly:
"This collar has the functions of punishment, positioning, power limitation, etc., keeping it is a timed alchemy bomb, and it can't run far.
The key with disciplinary authority is in the hands of the jailer and the arena manager, but the key that can open the lock should be kept by the king Oyufermos who has seen the hunting heart.
And we have tried it a long time ago. This kind of collar is totally unaffected by extraordinary powers. Jeros also used polymorphism on me, but it was completely ineffective. Shouldn't your spells work for this kind of thing? "
Hearing that, after thinking about it for a while, Ivan didn't feel embarrassed at all. UU reading www.uukanshu.com patted his chest and proposed a foolproof solution:
"It's okay, leave it to me! Just cut off your head, remove the collar, and connect it for you."
scare! The queen could not help taking a step back and beheading? Are you afraid that you are teasing me?
"His Royal Highness, you have to believe in my technique, it's okay. And my sword is fast, and you will never feel any pain in the process. Hurry up, stretch your neck out, time waits for no one."
"you..."
Seeing Aiwen, whose frosty sword gas turned into a sharp sword in her hand, approached step by step, and realizing that this guy was actually going to play for real, Stephanie's lake-green eyes that resembled Livina suddenly widened.
"Well! There was bone scraping to cure poison in ancient times, but today there is beheading to take circles. It's a good story to say it."
The voice was still in her ears, and the lady who still could not accept Aiwen's proposal only saw a flash of lightning in front of her eyes, and suddenly felt a cold in her neck, and she...flyed.
"Uh..."