"Little bastards of the blood clan, in the eyes of Lao Tzu, you are not even worthy of carrying shoes for Lao Tzu! Hey, that little bastard, you have the smell of ale on your body, take a sip for Lao Tzu, if you are comfortable serving Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will teach you a few combat skills! A gruff voice rang out in the prison.

Zhu Yan frowned and looked in;

Most of the prisoners in the prison were expressionless, closed their eyes and recuperated, and when they heard someone coming in, they just glanced at them coldly, and rested on their own, and there was no abnormal behavior, only in the innermost cell, there was a guy yelling;

It was a cell in a corner. Inside was a small man who was only one meter tall. But the little man's beard dragged all over the ground. Moreover, the bulging pieces of strong muscles all over the body also show that this is not a simple role.

Name: Moss Velakis (Leader)

Race: Alpine Dwarves

Title: Warrior of the Earth

Level: Forty-eight

Status: Hungry, weak, capable of suppression

Class: Storm Hammer Mercenary Berserker

Attribute: Strength: ??

Agile:??

Physique:??

Spirit:??

Skills: Sword Mastery Intermediate (Passive) Axe Mastery Advanced (Passive) Ranged Precision Advanced (Passive) Melee Precision Advanced (Passive) Firearms Mastery Intermediate (Passive) Courageous Advance (Active) Strike Hard (Active) Berserk (Active)

(The level is not enough to view the specific attributes)

It turned out to be a boss-level boss at level forty-eight!

Zhu Yan was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but walk towards him;

"Hey, are you from the Dwarves?" Zhu Yan asked curiously, "It seems that you are much more energetic than others!" ”

"Phew, Lao Tzu is not comparable to these soft-footed shrimp, Lao Tzu is the berserker of the Stormhammer Mercenary Regiment. On the battlefield, but what's the matter, more than a dozen high-level warriors of your blood clan, hehe, a rookie like you, a hundred are not Lao Tzu's opponents; The dwarf smiled, glanced at Zhu Yan disdainfully, and jingled the chains that bound his hands and feet.

"If you're so powerful, why are you still locked up here?" Zhu Yan asked curiously;

"Phew~" The dwarf spat and turned his head away disdainfully;

"Hey, what is this?" Zhu Yan suddenly saw a scarlet button next to the fence outside the cell. There is a symbol of a skull on it;

"Looks like it's funny;" A malicious smile appeared at the corner of Zhu Yan's mouth, and he stretched out his hand to darken it;

The mountain dwarf suddenly felt an irresistible force from his limbs and neck, pulling him backwards. The five chains suddenly tightened. Pull the dwarf hard against the wall behind him.

"Ahh A silvery white glow erupted from his body.

"Oops. It's so strong, you are a fighting spirit, a silver fighting spirit, it should be very powerful; Zhu Yan had a curious expression on his face;

"Bloodline, of, miscellaneous. Miscellaneous ......" The mountain dwarf looked at Zhu Yan with a hideous face while resisting desperately, and a dull low roar came out of his throat;

"Are you blind, I'm a dark elf!" Zhu Yan said viciously. Fingers pressed the scarlet button to the bottom;

Boom

The mountain dwarf was pulled by five chains and slammed into the wall behind him.

The moment he hit the wall, a mouthful of blood shot out of the dwarf's mouth. The Bloody Castle is made of the hardest obsidian. The prison wall made up of a cubic meter of obsidian blocks, the smallest one, slammed the flesh and blood into it, that taste, really, whoever hit it knows.

System: You tortured the Earth Samurai of the Alpine Dwarves, gained the favor of the Goblin Paladin Sua, and increased your reputation with him by 100 points;

What the? Zhu Yan's eyes widened;

It was a surprise that such a guy could win the favor of the Suya knight and increase his prestige;

"Maybe it's because the dwarven legions have destroyed the town of Browns, thus causing Suya's hatred;" Zhu Yan guessed in his heart;

However, being able to torture the dwarves and gain Suya's prestige is a real sense of delight;

At this time, the ribs of the mountain dwarf were broken by at least six pieces, and the internal organs were also concussed, although he only vomited a mouthful of blood, but the actual damage was much heavier than it seemed on the surface, and the amount of blood that was already dissatisfied dropped a lot, and in the state bar, there was a bad state of serious injury;

However, this is not the most powerful way to punish prisoners in bloody prisons.

Just as the mountain dwarf was tightly bound by the iron chain and stuck to the wall in the shape of a "big" character, a small opening suddenly opened next to the wall, and a transparent tube the size of a baby's arm stretched out, and there was a long sharp needle shining with cold light on the head of the pipe, which was slowly piercing the neck of the mountain dwarf.

Seeing the long needle piercing his neck, the dwarf struggled suddenly, a flash of fear flashing in his eyes.

Finally, with a "plop", the entire needle pierced the dwarf's neck, and a stream of red blood smeared the wall of the tube behind.

Three minutes later, the entire needle was covered in dwarven blood. The needle slowly protruded from the dwarf's neck and disappeared into the wall.

"Good fellow, it's a little unsettling to even suck his blood;" Zhu Yan smiled and thought in his heart;

System: You tortured the Earth Samurai of the Alpine Dwarves, you and his reputation were reduced to indifference, and the favor of the Goblin Paladin Sua was gained, and your reputation with him increased by 100 points;

Zhu Yan received another system prompt;

"Yo, I didn't expect you to be quite handy, you actually knew how to smoke this guy's blood;" Stretching out his hand, Butler Marta looked at Zhu Yan with a playful expression;

"Hey, Butler Marta, when did you come in, why didn't I find out?" Zhu Yan asked;

"Just now, just when this dwarf was being blood-drawn;" After Marta finished speaking, she reached out and knocked on a hidden cassette next to the button, and pulled out a crystal tube from inside;

"Originally, I wanted to teach you, but I didn't expect that you would be self-taught, hehe, yes, remember, in the future, this guy will be pumped once a day, but, be optimistic, don't kill him;" Marta glanced at Zhu Yan with an expression of "I'm very optimistic about you";

Watching Marta leave the prison, Zhu Yan scratched his head, not knowing what to do next, he glanced at the mountain dwarf, the blood volume was only more than three thousand points, and after a few hits, it was estimated that he would hang up;

Zhu Yan toured the prison and found that the prisoners here were all boss-level monsters, and the worst level was also at level 40, and they were all in a weak state, their blood volume was not satisfied, and they were hanging for a breath, looking like they were about to kick their legs and hang up;

"It's a pity that the prisoners here can't be killed, otherwise, it's not bad to upgrade here;" Zhu Yan glanced at the dwarf greedily and thought regretfully;

With so many prisoners, if all of them were killed, Zhu Yan's level could be raised to at least fifty or sixty;

"Forget it, let's do it today, let's talk about it tomorrow, I have to find a chance to meet the countess as soon as possible, otherwise the time will drag on for a long time, and there will be no good fruit to eat, that damn undead, task reward, why did you give me a military merit medal;" Zhu Yan sighed;

This task is almost to tie him up in the castle of the countess, and he can't do anything, and after a while, I'm afraid Zhu Yan will be blown off the rank list;

Watching Zhu Yan leave the prison, all the other imprisoned prisoners breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time;

"I'm a mid-level berserker, can I only be here like a pig every day, and my blood will be drawn?" The mountain dwarf lay on the ground, his chest slightly heaving, and his face full of unwillingness;

Next to the mountain dwarf is a human magician. Seeing Zhu Yan leave the prison, he moved lightly a few times, approached the railing, and whispered to the dwarven warrior, "Hey, hey, are you still alive?" ”

The dwarven warrior struggled to turn his head and looked at the mage, his eyes full of sorrow.

"When you get here, remember to keep a low profile, the one who was the prison guard just now, seems to be a rookie, but even so, you don't want to fight him again. The previous caretakers, but they were all devils, and they had to draw an extra tube of your blood every day to improve their own strength, this time it seems that you are a dark elf, and you are lucky; The human mage whispered;

"What, I'm lucky? I'm dying; "The dwarves were speechless;

"The God of Light is above, the warriors of the Justice League, will not go against that blood ...... The blood clan begs for mercy, even if it is a dark elf, it can't work! The dwarven warrior said stiffly.

"It's up to you," the magician sighed, "You have to know what kind of place this is, the prison of the Bloody Countess, we are all her blood food now, she will not let you die easily, you know, the Blood Clan can increase their strength by sucking blood, the more powerful the creature's blood volume, the more they can increase their strength, the Bloody Countess does not need the blood of a mid-level warrior like you, but the warriors under her do!" ”

"The former caretaker, that's really a demon, in addition to paying a tube of blood every day, he will draw an extra tube, this guy who came today seems to be a rookie, but if you provoke him again, I'm afraid he will take extra care of you;" The human mage said with a sad expression;

"This ......" Although the dwarf's heart was already loose, his face was still a little hesitant.

The magician gently moved back to his original position, looked at the ceiling with his eyes, and said: "The former caretaker, when he drew his own blood, used a needle, but it was twice as thick as today, I don't know if this rookie caretaker can find it, if he finds that needle, hey~"

"Oh, God of Light, dear allies, for the sake of us all being allies of the Justice League, you can help me."

The last words of the mage became the last straw that broke the psychological burden of the dwarf warrior, and the dwarf warrior struggled, regardless of the serious injuries on his body, and leaned over to the mage. (To be continued......)