Bite! ”

The crisp sound of gold and stone clashing sounded, and the long knife that Iuri had just lifted half of it shattered into a cloud of blades.

And in his horrified gaze, a sword slashed straight into his face.

Blood and unidentified liquid splattered in all directions, and Iri's body, which was missing half of his head, slowly collapsed, before he could even pronounce the second word.

"Warden!"

The jailers looked at this scene in disbelief, the first swordsman of the Falk tribe was killed without even catching the opponent's blow!

However, the scream didn't have time to be heard, because after the man in black killed Irie, his body did not stop for half a minute, but rushed towards the others in the passage at a faster speed.

The warden was killed by a sword, but this did not completely extinguish their desire to survive, and the sound of sword drawing and sword drawing rang out one after another, as well as the sound of magic chanting.

After all, this was a dungeon directly below the palace, and if they made enough noise for the chief to sense, whoever came to attack would be killed.

And no matter how powerful the man in black is, he is only one person.

However, the temperature in the prison seemed to drop a lot, and the air became a little stagnant, as if it was frozen, and everyone's movements became a little inconvenient.

At this moment, the man in black who rushed forward suddenly threw out the long sword in his hand.

The sword, glowing with cold light in the light of the oil lamp, flew out and circled around the prison corridor at a frightening speed, and fell back into McGonagall's hands.

Blood slowly dripped from the tip of the sword, and the heavy stone door behind them slowly closed.

At this time, the jailers slowly slumped to the ground with their frightened gazes, completely losing their voice.

"It's so powerful!" Amy looked at McGonagall with her sword closed slightly, her little face full of surprise and adoration.

"Father, is this a flying sword?" Amy couldn't help but ask curiously.

"It's a sword technique." McGonagall replied with a smile, and without further ado, she took a torch from the nearby wall and headed for the prisons.

The movement of the fight and the growing smell of blood in the air sobered the prisoners, and the jailers who usually regarded them as pigs and dogs and wantonly beat and cursed were all killed!

"Is that bastard already in ambush for Gali?"

"I knew that it was impossible for a monarch killer to become a chieftain, and Lord Primordial Beast God would never agree to it!"

The prisoners rushed to the railing, their faces hard to hide their excitement.

"I'm here to save Prince Pei Dinan, is he here?" McGonagall said in an old, deep voice.

There was silence in the prison for a while, and then someone exclaimed, "Could it be that the outside world is still controlled by Gali?" ”

Panic spreads again, and some people begin to call for help from McGonagall.

"Can Prince Ferdinand be imprisoned here?" McGonagall ignored the orcs for help, and repeated it in a stiff voice.

"Prince Pei Dinan is not imprisoned here, this strong man, please be sure to save him, the rise and fall of our Fak tribe depends on him alone, if he dies, then the old chief's inheritance will be broken." An elderly orc squeezed forward, stiff and earnest.

"Isn't there still Princess Connie?" McGonagall frowned.

"Prince Ferdinand is the only choice, and Princess Connie is not the heir and cannot become a chief." The old man shook his head.

"Since you're not here, then bow down." McGonagall put away her sword a little boredly, threw the torch aside, and led Amy around towards the stone door.

"Help me!"

"Please save us!"

The orcs began to frantically cry for help, they had heard countless warnings about their death tomorrow, and now they were like grasping a life-saving straw after falling into the water.

"If you quarrel again, I'll kill you too." McGonagall said coldly.

The prison fell silent.

The stone door slowly opened, and McGonagall walked out with Amy, then closed the stone door again.

The two ice sculptures at the door were still standing, and if nothing else, no one would find out what was going on in the prison until the jailer changed shifts.

"Point 2 has been eliminated, and no dungeons exist." McGonagall clicked on the intercom and said in a low voice.

"Point 1 has been ruled out, and there are only three orcs in the dungeon, and their physical characteristics are very different from Ferdinand's." Elizabeth's voice soon sounded over the intercom as well.

"Concentrate on Point 3." McGonagall led Amy sideways into the side passageway, where a pair of patrolmen quickly passed them.

……

"Who are you? How dare you make trouble in my Fak tribe! Basil, who had been wounded in many places, looked around with a look of grievance and anger.

On the way back to the palace, he was intercepted and attacked by unknown guys.

The opponent's speed was too fast, and his strength was too strong, so that after several fights, he didn't even see the appearance of the other party clearly.

Many of the stone halls around it collapsed, and the smashed boulders are the best evidence of the fierceness of the battle.

There was no answer, and only a half-man-high boulder responded to him.

Basil swung the black iron rod in his hand and smashed the boulder into stone chips.

And at that moment, a slender thigh kicked out of the dust, and kicked Basil away.

"Bastard! Dare to come out and fight with me in the bright light! Basil jumped out of the boulder pile with some grievances, and roared angrily.

There was silence all around him, except for the distant leaves whistling in the cold wind, as if they were laughing at him.

……

"Who are you! Dare to kill the people of my Fak tribe! Daryl and Kurt intercepted Rex left and right, watching him and yelling.

"Who am I, does it matter?" Rex smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

"It doesn't matter now, whoever you are, you have to die here tonight!" Darryl raised his staff and began to chant incantations, and a dark blue light began to condense at the tip of the staff.

Kurt also drew his twin knives and drove the demonic beast under him to charge Rex.

"This sounds familiar." Rex shook his head, and instead of retreating, he rushed towards Kurt, and without seeing his blade, he raised his hand and threw a fist at the black monster where he was sitting.

The tip of the knife almost slid against his scalp, and his iron fist slammed into the beast's head.

With a crisp sound of bones shattering, Kurt, who was sitting on top of the monster, and the monster with its collapsed head flew upside down at the same time.

"No Publisher!"

Daryl looked at Rex and suddenly exclaimed in horror.

"Actually...... Could it be him?! ”

Kurt, who barely stabilized his body when he landed, could not hide his surprise when he heard this.

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