Suddenly, the earth shook slightly, and the faint white smoke that evaporated from it faintly emitted a sacred sound.

"What's that?" Qiao Xin said curiously.

At this moment, a dazzling flame suddenly appeared from the dead bones of the dead who fell to the ground, reflecting the surrounding ground clearly and transparently. The firelight flickered left and sometimes right, and a faint white smoke rose in a small crackling sound.

The flame burned for more than ten seconds before slowly extinguishing, and the smell of scorching was emitted in the air, which was blown by the wind and quickly dissipated.

There was a cloud of gray-white powder scattered on the ground, and only the three of them were amazed, and they didn't know what kind of magic there was in this blood-colored independent camp, which burned a piece of the dead to ashes in an instant.

And the next moment, the five remaining Scarlet Independence Guards in the distance suddenly let out a commotion, and sharp scolding erupted from several mouths at the same time.

"The breath of the dead!"

"Damn, who is desecrating the land of the Holy King?"

……

A few seconds later, the Scarlet Independence Guards standing in the nearest place walked over, and Wu Yi and the others quickly retreated from the teleportation platform and hid behind the boulders standing around the platform.

When the Scarlet Independence Guard walked onto the platform and leaned over to clean up the dry bones of the dead on the ground, he suddenly rushed out in the winter of one year, and at the same time that the monster's attention was attracted, Wu Yi rushed forward and hit the back of the Scarlet Independence Defender with a sneak attack.

……

Under the magical effect of the dead bones, the three of them successfully lured out one monster after another, and the blood-colored monopoly guards on the stone road became their targets.

And the mob drops don't live up to their status as level 30 elite guards, each with a dozen silver coins, about thirty white clothes that must be dropped, and various valuable materials.

The most exciting thing is that one of the Scarlet Monolite Guards burst out with a level 27 black iron quality cloth armor bracer.

Skipping the level of brushing, the harvest is really extremely rich.

A few hours later, the trio had cleared out a dozen or so squads of six, and in front of them, the barracks was already in sight.

"Boss......" Wu Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead, squinted his eyes and looked at the barracks in front of him, "Otherwise, let's go over and try?" ”

"Good!" Without waiting for a certain winter to think about the pros and cons, Qiao Xin had already shouted excitedly.

Minority, obey the majority!

The first was a stone barracks, with small windows five or six yards high on the high walls, and I don't know how filthy the air inside was.

At the entrance to the barracks, about a dozen or so Scarlet Divinity guards paraded back and forth, and had to be cleared before they could enter the barracks. One winter, he looked at Wu Yi with an inquiring eye, and unconsciously, he was used to letting Wu Yi decide.

Nodding, Wu Yi traded a few pieces of dead bones for a certain winter, and the two walked away in two directions towards the entrance of the barracks, one left and one right.

Each threw out a piece of the dead bones, and when the dead bones melted like ice and snow, the blood-colored independent guards at the entrance were alarmed, and several people on the outside walked towards the two places where the sound came from, leaving only two guards at the entrance of the barracks.

Wu Yi saw the opportunity, his body swayed at the critical point of the vision of the two monsters, threw out a piece of the dead bone, and then turned around and ran, the first blood-colored independent disarmament guard chased after him without hesitation, but the person who fell behind hesitated for a moment and ran towards the dead bone.

Retreat, retreat!

After pulling out some distance, the three of them killed the little monster in one fell swoop.

This went on and on, until the mobs at the door were cleared one by one, and the dead bones left at the door failed to attract out the monsters, and then several people lightly touched the barracks.

The hallway at the entrance was unusually dim, and the light from the small windows more than five yards high was extremely weak, and the defenses inside the barracks were very weak, at least along the way, a few people had not seen a single guard.

Turned a corner, there were two stairs up and down in front, with the theory that the boss generally lives upstairs, several people decided to go to the next floor first, according to the process of killing the boss, the clear light mob is a very necessary step.

The basement was even darker, with a faint glow from a few oil lamps that seemed to go out at any moment, and a jailer-like guard crouched on a wooden table beside the stairs, with a few choking wine bottles poured down on the table, apparently empty.

After getting used to the dim light, Wu Yi saw clearly what kind of place this place was, dozens of prisoners were locked up in one cell after another, wearing sacred sacrificial robes, wearing Farrell City official uniforms, wearing pirate costumes, and he even saw that in the innermost cell, there were several undead creatures trapped in the inner cell.

"Damn! The bloody dictatorship is really caught by anyone! Not far behind him, he muttered in the team channel one winter.

Glancing at the prisoners, a thought came to Wu Yi's mind, pointed to the jailer who was drunk on the table below, entered a stealth state, and rushed straight up with a giant sword in the winter.

"Bang!"

With a sword fell, the sleeping jailer was suddenly slashed to the ground, and hurriedly got up to fight, "What......"

As soon as he spit out a scale, Wu Yi's sneak attack interrupted his words fiercely, followed by another backstab!

After a short but fierce battle, the drunken jailer was killed by a sword in the winter of one year, his eyes completely spread, and his body slowly slid to the ground

The movement here alarmed the prisoners in the cell, and they either shouted loudly or looked at this side expectantly.

"Get out first!" Wu Yi beckoned, and several people retreated to it, and after some searching, they found a room that could be locked from the inside.

"I'm going to try to release the prisoners, and if it's not right, you'll go straight back inside." Wu Yi's expression was a little stern, and he didn't know what the consequences would be if he really released such a prisoner.

Qiao Xin pulled Wu Yi from behind, and said with some worry: "Take it easy, if you can't do it, you can withdraw it!" ”

With a wave of his hand, Wu Yi walked out of the room, closed the door with his backhand, and several people inside looked outside through the gap in the door, but they could barely see the situation outside.

Descending the stairs, Wu Yi squatted beside the hanging jailer, searched the corpse, and soon found a bunch of keys.

He turned his head to look at the row of cells, and said in his heart that those people wearing sacred sacrificial robes should be safer.

Thinking of this, he took a few steps forward and rummaged for the key to the corresponding cell door, and soon, with the sound of "click", the first cell door was opened. Immediately afterward, the priests, who had just looked relatively normal, suddenly became extremely fanatical, screaming and pouring out of the cell door, and quickly disappeared into the stairs.

After the chaotic noise, there was a fierce shouting outside.

A few drops of cold sweat slipped down Wu Yi's forehead, and he dared to open the prison doors of those who were wearing the official uniforms of Farrell City.

These people still seemed relatively calm, politely greeted Wu Yi, and began to look around for the guy who took advantage of it, at this time the pirates in the cell next to them began to coax, whistling, and throwing out the wooden cube that had been removed from the bed.