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Although his eyes were not blindfolded, it was dark and he couldn't see anything.

It doesn't matter if those things are alive or dead.

Even the sound of the waves that you are accustomed to cannot be heard.

The only thing that could reach the ears was the undulating sound of the wood and the dull crash between the woods.

Very regular dull thumping sounds.

Hands and feet are not bound, nor are they restrained in fighting spirit and magic.

Some are just black, endless black.

The screams cannot be heard, and no one notices when they knock on the wood. Not to mention the violent destruction of the surroundings by himself.

The strength used is canceled out.,I don't know where I found the wood.,It's completely hard.,If it's ignited, it's obviously going to die faster.。

Are you still under Lillard's control?

Ishtar thought in horror. But no one replied, not a single one.

One meter four tall, one meter wide and two meters long, it can only be left for Ista to lie down or hug his knees.

Her eyes were fixed on the dark wall, not knowing how long time had elapsed, if there was an exit for her to get out, let alone if anyone would talk to her.

Just like that, he was locked up in a small black cage. More helpless and desperate than in the goblin lair before.

Is Tim being held around?

Sure enough, he was captured again by this despicable man, and he already knew that this man was not a good man!

This.... It's just that..... This..... How long will it be held.

Ishtar twitched inwardly.

As an elf, she is still young, she only lived a few hundred years, and a normal elf can live two thousand years.

She.... No...... Don't be imprisoned by a shameless dragon.

With the life span of the dragon, I am afraid that I will die, but this dragon is not dead.

By all means, you must escape!!

She tried hard to break free, but there was nothing she could do.

The echo of the heavy wood told her that the wall was at least a few meters thick, and that it was impossible to dig a passage without weapons at hand. Not to mention that at this moment, she is naked, and only one quilt can be warmed. Even food can only be put in through a small opening ten centimeters high under the door.

And the door ..... Thinking that he could open it, it turned out to be sealed by a heavy stone, and if Leillard didn't pull it away from the outside, he couldn't open it from the inside of the house.

Are you completely trapped in this darkness?!

Ishtar looked around him in despair, sad and wanted to cry.

At the other end of the trunk, Tim was in the same environment, looking at the walls in a daze, equally at a loss.

This twenty-meter-deep black prison is below the waterline, and no one pays attention to it if it really cuts the throat.

If Lillard hadn't developed a magic pattern to control betrayal, these two women, he wouldn't have released them.

At this time, he was frowning and thinking about how to develop a steam engine and transmission.

The gears and propellers had already been made, but it was impossible for him to push the propellers by manpower, and even then, he couldn't bear it.

Damn, why was he so bored at the time and wanted to make such a big copycat Hangma?

"Let me think about it..... The steam engine has something to do with Watt, didn't it be said when I was a child that Watt made a steam engine when he saw a boiling kettle?" Sitting in the stern of the boat, Lillard desperately tried to recall the textbooks he had studied, but it was obviously useless.

Because he worked hard for a long time, he found in vain that there was no iron pot or kettle around him, and there was no iron furnace that could make him burn endlessly and not collapse.

Even distillation units made of wood often have the tragedy of burning through the bottom, not to mention the non-stop combustion chamber of the steam engine.

After a long time, Lillard could only give up this idea without any foundation.

The only thing that can be used is the wind. The wind can drive the sails.

From the perspective of this big ship, this sail must be unexpectedly big to be effective, then, such a big sail, you can only go to the whale to ask for it.

Lillard obviously can't beat the whale in the sea, and even if he does, he will be snatched up on land.

Do you want to build a few large windmills, convert wind energy into mechanical energy, transmit them to propellers through rough gears made of various woods, and then sail at a speed slower than a turtle......

Then why don't you just hang a sail, it's a little faster.

That's why my brain is cramping.

It is really a model of a living dragon suffocating to death in urine.

At last.... He had no choice but to compromise with the sails and build a wooden sailing ship.

The raft, known as the Ark of Hope, is embedded with 17 wooden poles that can be rotated by dragon power to be six meters high and one meter thick, and all the wooden poles are composed of wooden sails five meters long and three meters high that are spliced together five centimeters thick.

Although the stress surface is not particularly complete, it also allows the entire raft to move temporarily.

It's just that the speed can't be expected to be fast, at this speed, it is estimated that it will take more than half a month to go to the vicinity of the marquisate, but Lailard planned to find a place not far away to hide, and then approached the marquis by walking, and then continued according to Elsa and their previous thoughts.

So, there's not a lot of time left for Leillard to figure out how to control that group of women.

Thinking about it, he started to hurt again.

The little black house can't be locked up for a lifetime, and the guy who comes out will definitely be even more terrifying.

Do you want to run to find that pit daddy's time dragon to sacrifice again?

It's all dragons...... I always feel that I am not even an ant in that group of dragons, so why do I always like to pit myself.

It's really tragic.

Lamenting, after Lillard brought food and water to the two guys, he planned to take advantage of the night to go to the human area to spread the prayer arrays he made, plus the two pieces he made in his free time today, this batch has a total of ten pieces, and it should be received by a few people.

As for what will happen next, Lillard has no way of predicting it, and he is even more hopeful than the Nordic farmers.

It is obviously unknown how many lottery points can be obtained by sacrificing souls.

It's not good, it's also possible that Akua deliberately lied to herself, how many things got into her pocket, she didn't say, no one knew.

Even if you can draw ..... Thinking about the last time he was so bad, Leillard felt that he couldn't convince himself that Akua would give him something good.

With a frown and a few flaps of his wings, Leillard soared through the sky again, blending in with the boundless night towards the fabled human world that terrified him infinitely.