There are only two types of prisons in the Majoris Mystic Center, one is the prison in Demacia, and the other is the residence of criminals from other countries in the War College, because Noxus has always been violent, if it were not for the suppression of the War College, I am afraid that it would have been blatantly provoked around the war, so in the War College, Noxus did not set up a special prison, for them, the death penalty is the lightest punishment.

Wu Wenxu sat quietly in a dimly lit cell, he stared at the cold hard wall, his eyes were covered with strips of cloth since he left the Demacia Ordnance Department, and when his eyes opened, he had already appeared in the cell, which showed that the Majoris Mystic Center was very concerned about the location of the prison.

Also, there are so many masters here, if anyone really comes here to rob the prison, there will be a lot of turmoil. There was cold humidity in the air, Wu Wenxu grabbed a handful of slightly wet straw beside him, he lay on the straw helplessly, ten days later, when Gu Qinwu's consciousness recovered, he would be able to regain his free body.

"Hehe, boy, what crime have you committed?" A faint whisper suddenly came from the pile of straw, and Wu Wenxu hurriedly jumped up in shock, his back against the wall, his eyes staring at the pile of raised straw in front of him.

The dry and slightly damp straw began to loosen, and there was really a person crawling out of this inside! This person looks old and deaf, he has sparse hair, his head shape is quite Mediterranean trend, his face is quite kind, he is wearing a shabby linen robe, and his aging face seems to be a book of classics, which seems to have experienced vicissitudes.

This old man's temperament is very unusual.

"In Xia Wu Wenxu, dare to ask the seniors with their names?" Living in the same cell, Wu Wenxu naturally would not be stupid enough to clash with him, and besides, this old man also gave him some good impressions.

"Hey, hey." The old man gritted his sallow teeth, and a turbid breath erupted from his mouth, and the stench made Wu Wenxu's face instantly pale.

"The young man is quite polite." Seeing that Wu Wenxu did not pinch his nostrils with his fingers, but looked at himself calmly, the old man nodded approvingly, he sat on the soft straw, crossed his long legs full of black hair, and said to himself: "I can't remember my name anymore, I only know that I am a down-and-out summoner who has been locked up by the council for fifty years." ”

"You're a summoner?" Wu Wenxu looked the old man up and down, and he was puzzled to find that this old man did not have the slightest magic fluctuation, but after being locked up in this ghost place for fifty years, I am afraid that the master will also become a waste. "Yes, Wu Wenxu, I found that your spiritual power is very huge." The old man stared intently at Wu Wenxu's eyes, this expression was like a lonely woman who had been hungry and thirsty for decades.

Wu Wenxu's forehead was already oozing a trace of cold sweat, this old man would not have any bad habits, he had already focused on the dark source essence in his mind, and if he made a slight move, he immediately summoned the nightmare.

"Thanks for the compliment!" Wu Wenxu kept his distance from the old man as much as possible, and was imprisoned for fifty years, tsk, I really don't know how he had the perseverance to survive in this dim and earthless cell.

"You haven't told me what sin you have committed?" The old man stirred his teeth with his dirty, blackened fingers, and from time to time a foul smell erupted from his mouth, and the disgusting Wu Wenxu almost vomited.

Strongly holding back the disgust in his heart, Wu Wenxu pretended to be calm and said: "Catalina of Noxus came to Demacia Armory to snatch the divine soldier, he injured my eldest brother Gu Qinwu, and was about to snatch the rune divine soldier but was driven away by him, as a result, when Lord Galen arrived, only me and the seriously injured Gu Qinwu were left, and of course, I became Katarina's scapegoat." After speaking, Wu Wenxu waved his hand helplessly, speaking of which, the past two days have been really bad luck.

"Katarina? I haven't heard of this name...... "The old man began to pick his toes again after picking his teeth, and there was not the slightest shock on his face. "That's not right! The War College has only been established for less than thirty years, so why would you be imprisoned for fifty years! Wu Wenxu looked at the old man in front of him, and felt more and more incredible.

When the old man heard Wu Wenxu's question, he was suddenly stunned for three seconds, and then laughed wildly: "Little Lao'er has been imprisoned by Oresit, one of the two giants of the current parliament, since the beginning of the Second Rune War, the council and the war college were established, and those guys still don't let me go, but it's clean to stay here." Wu Wenxu's throat moved, he swallowed and spat hard, oh my God, this old guy is actually an old antique who survived the rune war.

After the old man finished laughing, he grabbed a few straws and chewed them slowly in his mouth, and muttered: "Those bastards in the council want to get the seventh-ranked main ban on the extinction list from me, the Death of the Skull, haha, but I won't give it to the little old man, and now that fifty years have passed, I'm afraid they have completely forgotten me." ”

"The Lord forbids the Death List? Death of the Skull? Wu Wenxu wondered, it seemed that he had heard the nightmare say that the soul elegy he launched was ranked second, and the main ban on the Absolute Death List might be the type of magic that took the initiative to attack.

"Hehe, yes, it's the Lord's Forbidden Death List." A flash of pride flashed in the old man's eyes, but he didn't know what kind of expression he would have if he knew that Wu Wenxu had launched a soul elegy. "Boy, what do you think of the council guys?" The old man began to pick his nostrils again, and this repeated action made Wu Wenxu completely cold.

However, when it came to the parliament, Wu Wenxu instantly retracted his pale expression, he slowly clenched his fists, and said in a low voice: "Although there are righteous people in the parliament, to put it bluntly, most of them are a bunch of selfish villains!" When the old man saw Wu Wenxu's serious appearance, he couldn't help but smile, and he made a move that surprised Wu Wenxu.

I saw the old man grab a handful of straw on the ground, he raised his left hand, and the left hand suddenly glowed with a red light, and faint ripples spread from his palm, like a circle, which continued to emanate.

Wu Wenxu fixed his eyes and looked, good guy, the old man's left hand actually condensed a palm-sized miniature magic array, this magic circle that exuded a demonic red light was full of mysterious runes, this faint magic fluctuation, so that Wu Wenxu's whole heart was raised to his throat.

Fluttering sparks continued to fly around the rune's wanton magic array, as if to welcome a ritual, and a few seconds later, an astonishing magic power suddenly condensed from the magic array, and the entire dungeon was shrouded in this red light, and Wu Wenxu had already felt a strange scorching heat!

Fortunately, the cell was fully enclosed, with walls on all sides, and a thick and hard iron door in front of it, except for a narrow window in the upper left that shone brightly, but the light was almost none.

The old man didn't know what he was talking about, but Wu Wenxu's gaze was already a little stagnant—in this magic array, there was actually a fiery red skull slowly drilling out! The skeleton was about half the size of a fist, like a red-hot iron ball, as if it would melt at any moment.