A minute ago, a terrifying explosion continued to be heard from the upper floors of the dungeon, and the shockwave from the explosion caused dust to fly above the lowest cells, filling the entire space. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the sound got closer and closer, the battle situation above was clearly not optimistic.

In the only cell, in the very center, there was a seat-like restraint, completely wrapped in iron chains, round and round, binding the person on it, and the man's hands, feet, neck, and waist, wherever they could be bound, were all restrained on the chair, and even his face was a steel mask, leaving only small holes for breathing.

I'm afraid that my whole body can't even move.

Looking at the restraint in the center, one of the magicians frowned: "Being locked like this, there is no possibility of escaping from prison at all, let's go up and help them...... You can't let the intruders get here. ”

The other magician shook his head: "Don't let your guard down, don't you know who is locked up here......"

Yes, Walsh, the leader of the "Alliance" locked up here, as an organization that has always opposed the Empire, the "Alliance" was not very aggressive before, after all, it was Burton who led the "Alliance" at that time, and the existence of the "Alliance" was mainly to make the survivors in the "Night of the Flowers Blooming on the Other Side" no longer be persecuted by the Empire.

But now it's different, everything has changed since Walsh took over the "Alliance", after so many years of accumulation, the "Alliance" contains more energy than anyone expected, they have the most powerful assassination force in the entire empire, and they have repeatedly targeted the king of the empire to assassinate.

Although they all ended in failure, the current "Alliance" has penetrated into the foundation of the empire and cannot be uprooted at all, and this Walsh is an absolute dangerous element, and his strength is also a strong man who stands at the peak of the times, and has been in the imperial capital for so many years, and the empire has nothing to do with him, this time he can be caught entirely because there are traitors in the "Alliance", and even then, it took too much effort to catch him.

So no matter how big the movement above is, the elite royal guards guarding Walsh here have not moved at all, they know how terrifying the strength of this guy in front of them is, even if he is completely restrained like now, they don't dare to take it lightly.

But even if this is the case, there will always be places that will be overlooked unconsciously......

A seemingly inconspicuous gust of wind blew a fallen leaf through the only skylight in the prison, for it was already winter, and the leaf was also a withered yellow leaf.

And just like that, the leaf was swept by a breeze and slipped under the feet of these soldiers, perhaps someone noticed, but did not care, it was just a leaf......

Finally, the fallen leaf approached the completely restrained guy in the center, and the wind seemed to weaken at this time, and it was obviously invisible, but the man suddenly moved, and stretched out two fingers to grip the leaf.

Finally someone noticed it, and couldn't help but scream, but it was too late, and a crisp "click" sound was particularly loud in the silent dungeon, and the surrounding soldiers rushed over frantically.

Looking at Walsh in the center, the restraint that bound his right hand had been untied, his right hand was free, and the withered yellow leaf was at his fingertips, and it was obvious that he had used this leaf to open the restraint of his right hand.

It was only the right hand, but the soldiers had already swarmed on it, and they knew what the leaf meant to Walsh.

Walsh threw the leaves on his right hand, and at the same time, his right hand was raised, and he caught the hammer smashed by one of the soldiers, and with a cruel laugh, he threw the soldier and the hammer out, forcing the soldiers who rushed over with him a lot.

At the same time, the yellow leaf fell from the sky, right between the shackles on Walsh's feet.

With a "click", the shackles on his feet were also opened, and Walsh, who was free on both feet, raised his foot and kicked the soldiers who were rushing forward again, and at the same time clamped the leaves with that foot, and with a force on his feet, the leaves were shot to the restraints around his waist, and the restraints on his waist also fell off.

At this moment, the surrounding mechanisms had also been activated, and countless arrows beckoned to the place where Walsh was sitting with the sound of whistling wind.

But at that moment, the shackles around his neck were unfastened, and Walsh's body rolled over, jumped onto the seat where he was bound, and dodged the arrows.

Eventually, the yellowed leaves returned to his right hand, easily unshackling the shackles of his left hand, which was still bound at the end......

Everything happened in a matter of seconds, and Walsh, who was bound all over his body, playfully fiddled with the withered yellow leaves in his hands, revealing a harmless smile: "With this kind ......of thing, you want to trap me?

Damn, those two magicians also reacted, and couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts, what level of strength has this guy reached?

Holding the fallen leaf in his hand, facing the two hundred soldiers rushing over, Walsh's face did not have a trace of panic, but rather, it was all planned......

What is purgatory on earth, for these soldiers, they have already seen it with their own eyes today, Walsh's body is like a leisurely stroll, allowing these soldiers to run over and slash wildly.

But not a single sword could touch a single corner of his clothes, and walking through a room full of soldiers was as easy as walking in his own backyard.

No one could see how he did it, but there were soldiers who kept covering his severed neck, trying in vain to make the deep wound on his neck disappear, and he couldn't even scream, so he could only fall in a pool of blood.

Walsh apparently did it on purpose, and all of them were cut in two by their throats, because the blood gushing out of it was the most beautiful......

As for the two magicians, they had already started chanting magic, but unfortunately, no matter what kind of magic it was, it was useless in front of Walsh, as if all magic had lost its accuracy and could not hit Walsh at all.

When Walsh's hands reached for the heads of the two, there was not even a trace of blood on his body except for the two hands, like a messenger of death who summoned death, cruel and elegant......

His eyes turned to the door, looking at the stunned Marion and Black, Walsh smiled faintly, everything seemed to be planned, perfect!