"Come out, get out! Look at what time it is, what you sleep, get out of here! ”

This voice was not strange to Yamisari at all, she hurriedly put away the things in her hand, put them in the pocket of her body, and pushed the door and ran out in a panic.

There was a faint sound of artillery fire, which made Her Royal Highness the Princess, who was hiding among several maids, have a strange light in her eyes. Then he lowered his head again, not daring to let himself be too conspicuous and abnormal.

"Those damned, stupid depraved ones have begun to attack our great holy family again, harming our holy city! You little things, all go to prison and stay obediently, if you dare to do anything different, I will 'eat' you one by one! ”

It was a spider man with a few claws that were constantly shaking his feet and claws, except for those few king-level combat power zergs, this spider insect general was one of the most powerful combat power. Jamisari had seen a warrior whose fame spread throughout the kingdom be swallowed by him as food in just a few breaths.

In several rebellions and suppressions in the royal city, as soon as this figure appeared, those rebellious combat forces would immediately collapse. That kind of unrivaled combat power, and extremely strong physical defense, even if he bombarded with those shells, it didn't seem to hurt him much. And the bloody and cruel eating scene made everyone who had ever experienced it extremely frightened. Some people, just seeing that scene, were scared crazy on the spot.

"You guys, damn it, it smells bad! Go grab those things and do things with them! ”

Even the Zerg, when they smell the smell of Jamisari and them, they can't help but scold a few words. If it weren't a last resort, they would hide as far as they could from this flavored thing. That's why these people who have lived the longest are almost used to carrying something with that smell on their bodies. And those who can't stand this smell have long since become the food of a few zergs or executioners.

Armisha and the others dragged their trembling bodies with indifferent expressions and walked forward. As long as they still have the strength, even if it is a little slower, under normal circumstances, the executioners and Zerg bug generals who are guarding them don't even have the heart to kick them. As for the others, they were not so lucky, and the one who walked at the back became the mouth of a few people who happily pounced on the figure in a burst of screams.

It's about 11 o'clock in the evening. The moonlight tonight was good, and the large firelight that was faintly coming from outside the royal city made it not seem so difficult to see. Torches and illuminated gems also illuminated the road ahead, and a few thin figures were scolded by a few executioners, and walked into the underground prison that they were familiar with, but they did not want to stay longer.

But no one cared about their feelings, neither the executioner nor the zerg were willing to carry the buckets of deep sea venom. These things naturally fall on these people, who are used to doing dirty work.

"Brush those things on that stone as before! By the way, the big iron cage and their cell door have also been brushed again! ”

The situation in the royal city seems to be a little bad, except for those few powerful insect generals of the Black Sea Clan, even Ding Qite, who had previously decided not to leave here no matter what, the giant octopus man whose size was comparable to a sea beast, was gone.

However, in addition to the powerful spider-man insect general, there are nearly a hundred general-level combat power Zerg, executioners, and Black Sea Clans, guarding the vicinity of this underground prison. If it was before, it was generally only five or six, and it would not exceed ten general-level combat power at most. It seems that the importance of the stone people is somewhat unexpectedly high.

Armisha consciously walked to the cells by the waterhole, dragging a bucket and holding a long-handled brush. The rest of the companions were slightly stunned, but they didn't dare to hesitate for too long, and after a slight stunned effort, two people, scolded by the executioner, walked to the big iron cage on the stone pillar where the stone man was.

There is just a piece of shabby above the mouth and nose that not only protects, but also how much use there is, and it is only better than nothing. Just look at the cautious appearance of those executioners and insect generals, hiding there far away, not daring to get too close, you can know how bad the smell is.

A loud cough came from several cells. On the stone man's side, as if in trouble, a man carrying a bucket, as if unable to bear the weight and smell, suddenly fainted on the stone bridge leading there, and then, without accident, fell into the pool.

"Damn, don't you think you've lived long enough!"

It was just that after a terrible scream and a cry for help, the person who fell down did not move again. And on the surface of that water, a large stain of bright red blood was blurred.

"What do you do?"

It seemed to be frightened, and it was like I couldn't stand the terrible disgusting smell. The two figures collapsed to the door of the cage by the waterhole, and a rapid cough made the two men look like they would not live long. But after that shout, they struggled to their feet, and finally did not let the executioners who came to "call" them.

I don't know how long it has been since they have eaten a full meal and slept well, whether it is mental strength or physical strength, they have long reached the point where they can run out of oil and dry up at any time. Being able to persist until now is nothing more than a tenacious belief and a glimmer of hope for the future.

He also understood their situation, so the executioner only scolded them a few times, and did not kick them a few times. In fact, in the past, they used to do it as if they were showing off, but as a result, the other party was kicked to death, and it took them a lot of effort to find such a few replacements who could "do things".

As if nothing had happened, Jamisari continued to dip the pungent foul-smelling venom from the bucket as she smeared the iron fence with a brush. It seems that the old man imprisoned inside is not the king, nor is it her father.

But in the darkness, tears fell on the ground where the moonlight was falling. An ugly ring, a strange snail emerging from a shell, its mouth constantly opening and closing, not knowing what to say. It's just that the snail's vaguely familiar face makes his hands tremble slightly.

The sound of artillery fire from outside became louder and louder, and because of this, those zerg and black sea tribes, as well as the executioners, focused their attention on the outside, in the direction where the sound came from. Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!