There are two heavily armed guards standing in front of the dungeon door, and Heavy Ruins notices that the entrance to the dungeon is also blessed with a warning barrier, which will trigger a magic alarm if you use a spell to force in.

Chongxu was helpless, and said to the headset: "Ah Li, have you invaded the surveillance?" After getting a positive answer, he glanced at the surveillance above his head and said, "Fix the surveillance screen outside the dungeon on the north side." ”

Li Li understood and typed a series of commands on the computer, and after a few minutes, the picture outside the dungeon in the surveillance room was forever looping back and forth between 2:13 and 2:16.

After receiving the news of the success, Chongxu surfaced and swaggered towards the two policemen. "Who?" the policeman looked at him with a gun, and only glanced at him before he was seduced.

Chongxu raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Open the door!"

The two policemen obediently obeyed, and each took out a key, one red and one green, with a pattern of obvious religious style, one carved like a magic staff, and the other shaped like a shield at the end. The police inserted the keys into the keyholes on either side of the gate, twisting it at the same time, and the door slowly opened with a metallic roar.

Chongxu then said to the police: "Remember that you haven't seen me, and no one has been here tonight!"

The policemen nodded in unison, and their sloppy eyes gradually became bright.

The ruins descend the stone steps behind the door, and walk a short distance through a small gate to enter the narrow corridor. Walking along the road for more than 20 steps, and then passing through a door, there is a hollow-shaped space in front of you, with stone steps entwined and entangled, leading to the underground. There was a faint human voice in his ears: "The old guy hasn't eaten for so many days, why can't he starve to death?"

"He's a bishop! his strength is comparable to that of a prince, so he can starve to death so easily. ”

Chongxu hurriedly covered his figure, fled along the wall, and found a monitoring room in the middle of the hollow-shaped corridor.

There were two people sitting in the monitoring room. They wore police uniforms, but their dead white faces, slender figures, and the tone in which they were talking about Francis revealed their true identities as two vampires.

Chongxu was stunned: "How can there be vampires here?"

He had read Longbottom's memories before, and Longbottom, as the Marquis Elder of the Fallen Clan, was familiar with all the central members of the Fallen Clan, and the two people in front of him were not members of the Elder Clan. This also means that they are only counts at best, and their strength is far inferior to Francis.

The 100 Counts were no match for Francis either.

The vampires are in front of them, why didn't Francis kill them, but they were detained in a cell. Listening to the vampire's tone, this bishop seems to have not eaten for a long time, and what is this for?

With these questions in mind, Chongxu quietly approached the monitoring room, and suddenly burst out, and the smelting palm turned into a palm knife and stabbed into the heart of one of the vampires. The Nine Abyss Flame spread from his chest, instantly burning him to ashes.

The other vampire tried to resist, and the Heavy Ruin Palm slashed off his right arm, then ripped him off his seat and prevented him from pressing the alarm button.

The left palm swept, and the cutting power of the Nine Abyss Flame was so powerful that it cut him in two, holding down his upper body and then splitting his left arm, cutting the vampire into a stick in the blink of an eye.

The vampire fell to the ground on all fours, his hands and legs still bouncing on the ground, intending to return to his original form.

Heavy ruins shoot up flames and burn them to ashes.

"Ah......h ”

Under the influence of the spell, the vampire lost his sense of pain and became much quieter, lying on the ground and letting Chongru use the dream reversal technique to look through his memories.

Chongxu Fang knows that after Wan Pei was imprisoned, he had a private meeting with the warden of Guantana Prison. During the meeting, he forcibly gave the warden a first hug, turning him into a vampire. and used this as a threat, asking the warden to join him.

The warden had no choice but to join the Fallen Clan and follow Wan Pei's orders. Later, he used his power to put the shackles of Francis on his character.

The shackles were old prison items, and 100 years ago, the Church made several special shackles that could seal magic and abyss in order to imprison vampires and demons, and Francis wore one of them.

The warden sent guards to shackle Francis, who could have resisted. However, the Church has made it clear that clergy are not allowed to use magic in front of ordinary people. Frances was silent and did not dare to resist, and did not know that the warden was complicit with the vampires, so he obediently put on the shackles.

Shackled, he was just a relatively strong old man, and the vampire took his life like a bag, and the reason why he didn't kill him was to use the powerful charm to force him to obey, and serve the fallen people as a bishop.

They imprisoned Francis in a dungeon and put hallucinogenic drugs in his food, intending to degrade his soul with a combination of drugs and seduction. But Francis was very stubborn, and after enjoying a few delicious foods, he found that he was mentally abnormal, and began to go on a hunger strike, and he did not eat a drop of rice for half a month, and only ingested a small amount of water.

After Chongxu learned about these situations, his heart immediately hung in the air, and he strode out of the monitoring room, and galloped to the ground with a broken military hammer, gradually sensing the moisture in the process of falling, and then a quagmire appeared in front of him.

An old man with silver hair and a silver beard sat cross-legged in the middle of the quagmire with his eyes closed, the icy water reaching his waist. His wide white robe had mildew spots from being soaked in muddy water for a long time, and leeches and centipedes were burrowing around in his robe, as if they were ready to bite him at any moment.

The old man was Bishop Francis of the Episcopal Church.

Chongxu didn't feel the vitality of Francis, and said in his heart: "The old man shouldn't die here! Being trapped to death by the shackles made by his own forces is too embarrassing!"

He hurriedly ran to Francis's side, wanting to touch the other party's snort, but when he was less than three meters away from Francis, he heard a crisp sound, and Francis suddenly burst out and threw a heavy punch at the ruins.

Francis wore shackles, and his magic was sealed, but his physical strength was still there, and his fist was powerful.

Chongxu was caught off guard, almost hit, slapped his palm in the air, and with the help of the back thrust of the palm wind, he avoided the heavy punch, and his footsteps took off backwards to distance Francis, and said in a loud voice: "Bishop, don't do your own people." ”

Francis said angrily: "Humble dark creatures, who are your own people with you." Death!" he tried to chase after the ruins, but he had a heavy shackle on his body, and he had not eaten for a long time, and the punch just now had used up the only strength he had left, and he could no longer launch an attack. He picked up his fist and staggered a few steps and fell into the mud puddle.