"It seems that the general already knows. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info We were indeed busy late last night because of a new batch of goods, and then in order to celebrate the beginning of the temple, an open-air banquet was held, which caused everyone to get hungover, so we could not return to the camp. ”

Ragus's right hand and wrist had been bandaged by his forensic doctor and put on a splint and appeared to be in serious condition. Still, he smiled and answered the thunderstorm's questions.

"Captain Ragus. Your right hand, which was fine when I shook hands with General Ben just now, is what's wrong now?" Thunderstorm looked at Ragus's right hand in surprise and asked with concern. didn't take advantage of Firid, and the commander of the Heavy Cavalry Legion wanted to bully the soft persimmon in front of him again.

"Thank you for your concern. It's just a small injury, and it's not in the way. Ragus replied with an embarrassed wry smile.

"It's good if it's out of the way. You said you had brought in a new batch of goods, and you sent someone to take General Ben to see what they were?" a smug smile appeared from the corner of Thunderstorm's mouth.

"If the general doesn't dislike it. I'll go with you to see it, how about I?" Fried heard the thunderstorm's words, and immediately walked over to the other man, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and bowed politely.

"Okay. It's up to you to accompany General Ben. Thunderstorm saw Fried coming again, and his face, which was a little frightened, became solemn again.

"This is the ritual vessel to be used in the sacrifice... This is a newly stocked energy crystal... This is a multicolored carpet for decoration... This is the skull of an ancient dragon..."

Firid then led the thunderstorm and toured all the buildings inside and outside the site. The commander of the Heavy Cavalry Corps lifted everything he saw, weighed it, and looked at it carefully.

"Farewell. In the end, the thunderstorm noticed nothing unusual, so he saluted Fried with his fists clenched and strode out of the construction site without looking back. Worshipping the strong and saluting the strong has long become his subconscious habitual action.

"This simple-minded, well-developed fellow. I see that the palm of his right hand has been burned black, but he is still holding garlic in front of us!" After seeing the thunderstorm leave, Ragus scolded behind his back unwillingly.

"Ragus. Aren't you quite capable of pretending? Thunderstorms are not as empty as you think, they are just intelligence at best. So, he also has his own way of dealing with problems. Firid walked up to Ragus's side and tapped him on the shoulder to warn.

"Thank you, President, for coming to your rescue. I, Ragus, am truly grateful. As soon as the red-clothed swordsman reacted, he immediately knelt down on one knee in front of the double swordsman, and saluted with his hands in fists.

"Get up. You and I don't have a shallow friendship, why are you still so outside?" Firid stepped forward and helped Ragus up.

"My gratitude to the president is as endless as a surging river!" Ragus stood up straight, and took the opportunity to continue to flatter...

By this time, the thunderstorm had returned to the main hall in Memphis.

"Your Majesty. I have gone to the construction site to investigate the situation of the soldiers who did not return all night last night, and found nothing unusual. The officers and men there all said that they could not return to the camp because of drinking and hangover. Thunderstorm knelt down on one knee in front of Memphis to report.

"The officers and soldiers there, including all the people in the room, what is the reason for the drinking?" asked Memphis, sitting on his throne.

That's what everybody there said. The reason for drinking alcohol is because yesterday, the construction site received a batch of goods from the Five Elements Chamber of Commerce. Thunderstorm replied on one knee.

"Sure enough, it's related to this Five Elements Chamber of Commerce. You can go down. Hearing this, Memphis stretched out his hand and waved at the thunderstorm.

"Wait! I'm afraid it was Freid's trick?" Memphis suddenly asked, staring at Thunderstorm's upright body.

"Your Majesty. How do you know that!? Fried's guy isn't easy. I beg your Majesty to send me to keep an eye on them every day, and to pull out that guy's fox tail. Thunderstorm heard this, and was surprised to ask.

"Stupid, you just have to do what I tell you to do. You are not allowed to inquire about anything about Fried and the construction site without my orders. Do you see?" Memphis admonished.

"Understood. I thunderstorm at the behest of your majesty. Thunderstorm clasped his hands into fists, bowed to Memphis, and then turned and walked out of the main hall.

"It seems that letting the thunderstorm deal with Fried is completely unworkable. Now, go and call Su back. "After the thunderstorm left. Memphis stood up, his back to his throne, his hands clasped together behind his back, staring at the wall in front of him and giving a loud order.

Back to the construction site.

"Master. You're amazing! Even that terrible thunderstorm is no match for you!" When Ragus also left, Lofe, who knew that the thunderstorm was terrible and had been hiding far away, came to Firid and admired it.

"Who told you that? Thunderstorm was once the champion of the underground gladiatorial arena, the unrestricted division. The rules of unrestricted grappling are that you only win if your opponent concedes defeat or dies. Therefore, he is an expert in all kinds of unarmed torture and killing. Is this kind of person easy to mess with?"

Fried took the iron glove off his right hand and retorted to Lofe. I saw that the skin of his right palm was also charred and blackened like the thunderstorm.

"Master. What's going on!?" Lofe asked, looking at Fried's right hand, surprised.

"Thunderstorm didn't shake my hand casually, but with the iron-clad style of the Spell Energy Fighting Technique, his right hand resembled a large steel tong, emitting enough force to crush steel. That's why he dared to go head-to-head with my iron fist.

In order to counter his spell energy fighting skills, the master could only adjust the power of this half-finished glove to the maximum. When this iron fist was seriously overloaded and a lot of heat was dissipated, the master's hand became like this. Not only did you waste an energy crystal. The gloves were also crumpled into scrap. ”

Fride admonished Lofe as he began to heal his right hand with spells.

"That's what happened! That thunderstorm was terrifying! Thankfully I didn't provoke him. Lofe couldn't help but sigh with joy.

"Of course, otherwise, with his mediocre intellect and brave and fierce personality, how could the old man make him his henchman?" asked Firid.

"Then will we be able to deal with them in the future?" Lofe asked worriedly, shaken in confidence.

"Don't you believe the master?" asked Firid again with a murderous face.

"I believe that in this world, there is nothing that you can't do!" Luo Fei immediately felt a murderous aura coming at him, and hurriedly changed his words.

After Freed had pushed Lofe away, he walked alone into a newly completed palace, and came to the great hall, walked up the steps of the red carpet, and sat down in front of a chair backed by a marble wall. Then, the Twin Swordsmen unleash a special spell energy.

The chair began to rotate along with the wall behind it, turning Fred and the chair to the back of the wall. I saw that the Twin Swordsmen were still facing a hall, and it looked no different from the place before they turned around.

Then, Freid got up from his seat and walked down the red carpet again, to a small teleportation array. Like the one that was demolished on the construction site, the teleportation array was a twelve-pointed star pattern made of pure white energy crystals embedded in the ground, but it was much smaller and there were no pillars around it.

When the Twin Swordsmen walked straight to the center of the small teleportation array. The twelve-pointed star pattern composed of pure white energy crystals released a dazzling incandescent light, and the Buddha mist shrouded Firid, and it shrank and flickered sharply - once, twice, three times. The Twin Swordsmen disappeared into the spell circle.

With the disappearance of Firid, all the pure white energy crystals instantly dimmed, and the entire teleportation spell array returned to the state he had not entered before.

At this time, Fried was already standing in the center of another teleportation magic circle. The teleportation array was exactly the same as the one that had sent the Twin Swordsmen, except in a different location, and the surrounding environment was pitch black, and there were no fingers to be seen.

Fried then raised his arms in the air. From his two palms, two orange phosgenesis were released. The two rays of light resembled two meandering Northern Lights, and began to wander through the darkness in search of something, until they found two lampholders fixed to the surrounding walls.

Then, two streaks of orange phosgene ignited the combustibles in the two lampholders. At the same time, two blazing flames burned in the two lampholders, releasing dazzling light and illuminating the surrounding environment. I saw that this was a cellar, no, it should be an airtight dungeon.

It turned out that Firid had arrived under Klein City, in a dungeon that had been abandoned for a long time. The interior of the dungeon is five or six meters high, and the area is also very spacious, even if the giants stay inside, they will not feel that the space is small and feel oppressive. Right. Now in front of the Twin Musketeers there is a giant. That giant was none other than Naha.

I saw that Naha was as tall as three adult humans, with a large bald head, a face full of flesh, a bright red and eye-catching word "sin" tattooed on his face, thick shoulders and round waist, strong muscles, wearing only a pair of animal skin shorts, and his back against the wall of the dungeon with blood stains all over his body, his head drooping, sitting unconscious on the cold ground.

Two chains as thick as an ordinary person's torso fastened the giant's left and right wrists, respectively, to the dungeon wall against which he rested. There is also a granite sink filled with groundwater next to it to provide drinking water for Naha.