The Iron Prison of Thorns is a big prison for dangerous dark creatures, and the blackfriars are like players with obsessive-compulsive disorder, so they must collect a complete set of Noren's Dark Creatures Illustrated Book, and happily catch dark creatures here, and write them into a monster fighting strategy book after thorough research inside and out......

Clement guided Sigma to take a brief tour, the extremely large scale of the Iron Prison of Thorns is very well equipped, at least just now the necromancer saw a few black-clothed monks put a poor vampire in an iron cage, constantly activate the mechanism, use holy light, flames, thunder and other forces to take turns to serve, observe its reaction, and then record certain numbers with a stern face-there are many mysterious instruments around him that look very tall, how do you look like the research equipment of Frankenstein.

It seems that the lower limit for researchers all over the world is similar...... Whether it was a necromancer or a priest, their discipline values were in a state of scarcity, and looking at their expressionless expressions as they analyzed and exchanged views, Sigma thought that he had returned to the Atlas weapons testing ground, and even felt a little pity for the dark creatures who were imprisoned here.

"No wonder you're so generous......" Sigma thought back to the vampire buddy who was tossed wantonly, and the other party's ⊕ 4 pairs of godless and empty eyes showed that the poor immortal was on the verge of being broken, "The dark creatures here are almost all fucked by you, and they are all played with by you......

"No, that vampire just now, it's just a consumable. After about three months of use, it will completely collapse and die, but fortunately, this low-level vampire species is not uncommon. As long as they continue to feed on human blood, the Holy See will not stop striking at them. It couldn't be easier to capture a few captives. A smile tugged at the corner of Crément's mouth, "In comparison, those dark creatures who have been imprisoned for decades or even hundreds of years are the treasures of the Inquisition, they are all extremely powerful, they are scheming, and they are not easy to collapse in body or spirit, so they can be called the best research subjects and treasures of prison......"

"Clement, fuck your uncle!" As soon as the words fell, a deafening roar was heard next to him. A huge, hideous claw slammed into the cage railing made of mysterious material, causing a loud bang, and then foul language erupted incessantly, sending the deepest greetings to the female relatives of the Grand Judge.

Sigma turned her head to look, and was almost startled as the cursing prisoner had written the words "I am a dark creature" on his face, his face hideous, covered in carapace, and a long, powerful tail constantly slapping the ground. The face is terrifying, the appearance is scary, and it is not a good thing at first glance.

"This guy is from the Outlands, a demon of the Martian lava hell. One hundred and eighty-seven years ago, Tong Guò entered Noren by some coincidence, and it was the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition at that time who personally took care of it, and it was tossed for nearly two hundred years. It's still very energetic. Clement smiled coldly and flicked it lightly. After a howl that tore through the air, the Martian visitor was knocked into the air by a terrifying force. Slammed into the ceiling, "His mouth is as cheap as yours." ”

After Sigma heard the words lava hell, Alice's face couldn't help but appear in his mind, and the necromancer nodded thoughtfully, and then turned his head suddenly: "...... Did you just say something rude? ”

Clement smiled and continued to lead Sigma around, I have to say that the exhibits of the Inquisition were an eye-opener for the necromancer, an evil eye king from the underworld, a harpy with fierce eyes, a fierce and vicious harpy, a manticore lying in a cage and a quiet nap, and even a few kraken, God knows how the blackfriars caught it......

The Grand Judge glanced at Sigma, who had entered the state of a curious baby, and frowned, "Haven't you seen these things in Atlas?" I remember that there was a monster in your necromancer's class. ”

"It's not a monster girl...... Sigma's expression instantly became bitter and hateful, "Okay, although I still went to this class with the mentality of 'if there really is a monster girl', but ...... I've never seen anything alive. ”

He sighed desolately, "It's all fucking specimens and skeletons, and it's the kind that has been treated by necromancy to the point that you can't even recognize the fuck - fuck, Dog's Day Sargeras lied to me that this class would introduce Nightmare Banshees, and the first class would teach me, you know I've always been critical of this abominable monster that can rape dead virgins in dreams and give them a happy night, and as soon as I heard about it, I went, and it turned out to be ...... Mommy only saw a large lump of air-dried meat, Mimi and thighs were deflated, and there was a poor-breasted lecturer with fanatical eyes who was chattering about what spells to use to attack the Nightmare Banshee with the best effect, and it could break the boobs of that pair of lower works as quickly as possible, and the grass and mud horse and my pants were off, you show me this......"

Clement, who didn't say a word and was just listening quietly, waited for him to finish speaking, and said slowly: "It seems that the days in Atlas are a good time worth remembering in your memory......"

The necromancer's expression froze, and then he snorted coldly: "Master, this is making fun in suffering, do you understand?" ”

The chief judge smiled slightly: "When I was young, I was like you, I wanted to be strong and competitive, I refused to lose half a point in face, and I never refused to say the true feelings in my heart, because I would feel ashamed and embarrassed, but the older I get, the more I feel that there are things that should be said out loud, and admitting the feelings in my heart will make you double the strength to fight for it...... Because when you say your emotions out loud, whether it's a dream or a will to guard, it's something to be proud of......"

Sigma squinted and said, "For example? ”

"For example...... "For example, I love the Holy See and am proud of it, and I am willing to give everything for it, giving up a single qiē, just to protect its peace and beauty......"

The necromancer looked up, thoughtful.

The chief judge hit the railroad while it was hot: "What are you thinking?" Anyway, I'll build yì you ......"

"I just feel a faint sense of disobedience." Sigma suddenly grinned and gave a thumbs up, "If you replace the 'Holy See' in that sentence with 'The Pope'. I think that's fine. ”

So Clement's face instantly darkened: "Sometimes I really want to tear your mouth." ”

The necromancer calmly replied, "I believe that freedom of speech is one of the most fundamental rights in this world. ”

The chief judge said angrily: "Where are you free speech, it is clearly a vicious rumor-monger......

However, the two of them have now reached the core of the depths of the Thorn Iron Prison. Most of the powerful dark creatures with language skills and unbroken are gathered here, and I don't know which dark creature with sharp ears heard the voice of the Grand Adjugator. Screaming at the top of his voice, he shouted, "Clement is here!" Crément is coming! ”

With a bang, it was as if the entire Thorn Iron Prison was alive!

I don't know who roared first in a fit of rage: "The head of the Thorn Iron Prison is here!" Come on, feed the warden! ”

Someone else shouted in a gloomy voice: "Why does Your Excellency the Grand Judge also have the leisure to come here to visit the prison?" Or did it happen, we were dismissed and arrested by the Pope, and we came to be our neighbors? ”

There is also a straightforward expression: "Clement, you turtle son!" Stupid! Idiot! Come and eat my big hanging! ”

In an instant, the ghosts cried wolves, and the wild and untamable dark creatures jumped up and down, and in this thick and cold darkness, countless cold and cruel eyes opened one after another, killing intent and curse intertwined. Looking at the guests who came to visit, even the air was shaken by the resonance of this negative emotion's strong spiritual power!

The necromancer took a deep breath, these dark creatures, all of them are extremely powerful, even if they have been imprisoned for a long time, tortured to the point of being severely injured and weak, they cannot be underestimated—and the strongest of these dark creatures are not among the noisy ones. Those powerhouses at the top of the food chain in the dark world just slowly opened their eyes and looked at Crément indifferently, they not only maintained their sanity, but also maintained the dignity of the top powerhouses.

Clement coughed lightly. The sound seemed to be a strange magic, and it suddenly made the angry scolding and roaring that filled the thorny iron prison disappear, and then. The silent creatures of darkness realized their humiliation and shrunk their eggs, and they were annoyed. More and more vicious taunts and invectives poured out.

The necromancer said softly, "It is worthy of being a dark creature that has lived for hundreds of years, and the vocabulary of scolding is really colorful. I always feel like I can learn a lot of useful skills by living here for three months......"

The Grand Judge was stunned and said, "What were you thinking about just now?" ”

Sigma laughed, "What else do you think?" Moreover, what you just said about me is not freedom of speech, it is a vicious rumor-mongering, so what is the sincere emotion that this group of dark creature prisoners burst out in the moment they see you, the warden? They have expressed their true emotions out loud. ”

Clement smiled sympathetically, and then the chief judge said in a loud voice: "Listen, I promised this necromancer friend next to me to give him a dark creature to be a pet, which of you is interested?" ”

The group of dark creatures were stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing and said, "What kind of green onion is he!" A small mongrel that hasn't been weaned yet, also with ......"

But before they could finish their words, a huge roar erupted from a sarcophagus in the deepest part of the prison, the lid of the coffin opened, and a pale withered hand stretched out, and then a vampire described as withered leaned out and shouted, "I have!" Young man, choose me, I will make a blood oath to become your most loyal Cerberus! ”

The dark creatures were in an uproar, but they were stunned for a moment, and these cunning monsters swallowed the second half of the ridicule that came to their mouths, and directly changed their faces, and said loudly in the most flattering words and tones: "I do!" This handsome and dashing young master with a great future, I am willing to be your most loyal servant! Your wisdom is like the brightest star in the universe......"

All sorts of deep and shallow sycophants poured in as if they didn't want money, and the dark creatures who had just been screaming and screaming instantly turned into obedient servants who sang praises to Sigmar, and offered all their loyalty - although I don't know how, that vampire is an old monster of the six-winged level, and he wants to kneel and lick, what are we waiting for! There must be benefits!

Although he knows that these guys are not good things, but Sigma has a lot of stinky problems, and he has never lacked vanity, he was slapped by these sycophants who have never heard of it, and his heart was a little floating, his face was strange, looking at the ceiling of the thorn iron prison, with an expression that the family was worth it in his life, and sighed: ", it turns out that I also had a day when the powerful monster cried and shouted and knelt and begged me to take him as a pet......"

The dark creatures present were not bad at hearing, and when they heard this, their hearts froze, and they looked at each other: "Is he a fool?" Oh, I see, the old vampire probably saw the fact that he was a fool...... Well, if you can get free, it's not unacceptable to recognize a fool as the master, anyway, even if you sign a soul contract, there is a way to control him......"

After they finished thinking about it, they were about to continue slapping on the back when they saw Sigma circle the audience with a longing gaze, and asked sincerely, "Excuse me, is there a dark elf with big hips and long legs?" ”

"......" was silent.

“…… No, then although she claims to be Medusa, she has gorgeous long purple hair and super long legs, and she likes to wear an eye patch and play shamefully. ”

"......" is still silent.

“…… Okay, take a step back, is there an eye-catching girl who meets human aesthetics? ”

"......" is still silent.

The culprit dug his nostrils: "Fuck you...... What the hell is this place, there is no one who can it......"

"......" killing intent is skyrocketing.

Perhaps Sigma's "You can't, what do you want" expression was so solid that the dark creatures were so shocked by this powerful statement that they were all speechless, and then, feeling insulted, they had already changed their faces in a violent temper, and they were about to open their mouths to curse.

But the next moment, a loud bang came from a certain direction in the Iron Prison of Thorns.

Clement's expression was shocked, but he reacted instantly, and with the perception of the legendary powerhouse and his understanding of the Iron Prison of Thorns, the acting Pope's face changed abruptly: "Not good! It was the torture chamber where the Temple disciples were held...... Something happened! ”

The sharp siren sounded suddenly, and the Thorn Iron Prison instantly became chaotic, the footsteps of the blackfriars, and the strange cries of the dark creatures who feared that the world would not be chaotic...... A qiē and a qiē all indicate that chaos is coming! (To be continued......)