For Walnut, this experience is not a good memory. ==First of all, because I received suspicious radio waves, I strayed into some wonderful space. Then he was possessed by something terrible, and almost strangled the peanut. In the end, he finally recovered his mind with his own efforts, but he was beaten by the ghostly peanut and thrown into this dark prison.

Now, what annoyed him the most was when he barely fell asleep with a lot of effort. The sound of fighting from above woke him up again, "Don't let people rest well, prisoners also have human rights" After all, he still didn't have time to say it.

The reason is simple, in this gloomy dungeon with very little visibility and no one else, he doesn't feel that his complaints can reach anyone's ears.

Instead of wasting your tongue on pointless disputes, it is better to spend more time thinking about why the above is so lively.

Did Peanut also recover his mind to save himself No, it doesn't sound like it. This sound of metal colliding must be a sharp blade in the hand. Peanut wouldn't use any weapons, after all, she's always shouting that fists are the best weapons.

Touching the still slightly swollen left side of his face, he felt that this kind of famous statement was indeed very convincing.

Because there was no way to continue to fall asleep under the interference of the noise, Walnut began to sit up and re-examine his situation.

There were minor injuries to my legs, and my back was a little sore from sleeping on the hard ground. The bruises on the arms are still very obvious, I have to say that the peanuts are really ruthless, you have to know that you forget it, or pay attention to the surrounding environment.

The metal cage has undoubtedly not had a new customer for many years, and he is probably the newest one, and although it has been abandoned for a long time, Walnut can clearly see how bloody this prison has been.

On the Xingtai against the wall were scattered several beings that had turned into dry bones, and the walls stained dark red by blood were covered with all kinds of torture instruments.

The few hooks hanging from the ceiling still glow with bad intentions from time to time, and people are not interested in looking up at all. The cell in which he was kept was not large, but it was quiet, and it was a single room, unlike the cells next door, all of which were small cells, and there were several corpses in them. In fact, if there are any details in this cell that he really wants to say, it is probably that the place is too small to make him stand up completely.

Is it to make the people who were locked in suffer further humiliation Walnut crawled to the cell door on all fours, thinking to himself.

What a malicious design

Reaching for the locked door, Walnut found that the lock was not particularly difficult to open. The point is the small magic circle carved on it, which can increase the hardness of the cell door exponentially.

It would be nice if Peanut was there, and with her brute strength she should easily break something of this hardness. But since Peanut wasn't there when he needed her the most, he had to rely on himself.

Looking left and right, this gloomy dungeon looks very dry, and naturally there is no trace of water. If you don't have water, it's a bit difficult to activate your abilities.

At this moment, he thought of the bottle of mineral water in his arms. He hurriedly took it out, first unscrewed the lid and took a big sip, and then poured the rest on his arm.

I saw that his brows were slightly furrowed, and the liquid in his arm seemed to come to life, condensed to his fingertips, and turned into a water knife about twenty centimeters long.

Looking at his elaborate masterpiece, Walnut is still very satisfied. With this waterjet, let's not say get out completely. At least it is not difficult to get out of this prison door, and all that remains is to find a large amount of water.

After all, for oneself, who was born to manipulate water freely, the more water he has, the more power he can use.

With this in mind, the work in his hands began to kick in.

Sure enough, under the obscenity of the water knife, several fences on the cell were quickly cut off by him. It took him a lot of time, and he had planned to get rid of the lock with the circle engraved on it. As a result, the power of the circle was still a little overwhelming, and if there was more water, he might still be able to fight one of them.

I can only be opportunistic and bypass that side.

Although a little unwilling, but after all, he can be a normal person. After regaining the feeling of standing on his feet, Walnut gained more vision, and he tidied up his somewhat messy coat a little and turned his gaze to areas that he couldn't reach before. He was concerned about the damp smell over there, and if there was water, he would be able to leave the dungeon and see what was partying on it. Really, it's been lively until now, do you like to make noise so much?

After walking some distance, Walnut heard the sound of a trickling stream, which almost confirmed that there was an underground river nearby. Realizing this, he began to greedily suck the moisture out of the air, and built a ladder of pure water into the vent.

But as he was about to walk up the steps, the cell doors behind him opened.

The corpses that had once been his cellmates were now lunging at him with red eyes.

"Hey, isn't that too polite. I don't want to stay with you for a long time," although Walnut's mouth was very gentle, there was an extra spear made of water in his hand.

Quickly wielding the water gun in his hand, Walnut's dancing hand overturned several corpses in a row. The rest of them also had a look of jealousy, and slowly retreated, not daring to continue to go up to make a mistake.

"Do you know how to be good" Walnut stuck the gun into the ground with his backhand and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not a good person who is kind, and I won't pretend that nothing happened." Since you're so hospitable, I'll have to respond somewhat, right, and I've been in the same room before."

The corpses, who had been hesitant to go up, seemed to sense that something terrible was about to happen, and some turned around and ran directly to the water source, while others rushed to the walnut desperately, intending to die with him.

Walnut, however, only smiled wickedly, and then turned the handle of the gun. As the spears sank into the ground completely, the corpses were pierced through the bodies by spears drilled out of the ground, and hung on the spears made of water, unable to move.

"Oops, finally able to say goodbye to this damn dungeon." When Walnut walked out of the steps, he said with some melancholy, "I just don't know if it's a friend or an enemy who greets me above." ”

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