Draenor was shoved by his entourage and walked towards the spiral staircase leading downstairs at the end of the hallway.

The light of the fire loomed in front of him, and several figures hanging upside down in the air were reflected on the wall, and a tall figure also appeared on the wall.

He slammed a sharp awl into the upside-down figure with a sharp awl in his hand, and a miserable whimper came from the bottom of the stairs, like the screams of being stuffed into an object.

The awl was pulled out, and the whimper faded away, and the walls could be clearly seen from the body of the hanging figure that some liquid was pouring down the head like a waterfall, and the candlelight swayed with the shadows on the wall, like a demon performing some shadow puppet show.

Draenor could smell the pungent smell of blood, and he was probably clear to him about the situation at the end of the stairs, fear gripped his heart involuntarily, and the guillotine of death was waiting for him to take his seat in front of him.

"'Everything is in a dream', this means that Viklico once again foresaw the current situation in the dream, and it is all under control......"

Draenor almost cracked his lower lip, he tried his best to convince himself of Viklico's foresight, and now he just had to remember what she said, everything in front of him was a phantom!

The entrance to the deep dungeon appeared in front of him, and Draenor quickly lowered his head, even then he caught a glimpse of the scene in the dungeon.

Countless people were locked in cages in the four corners, several emaciated bodies hung upside down from the ceiling, and a large cauldron was placed next to their heads, blood had spilled from the pot, slowly flowing down the cracks in the floor tiles to Draenor's feet.

Even if it was only a moment of light and shadow, the hellish scene was stubbornly imprinted in the hippocampus of Draenor's brain.

"Don't be envious, it's your turn soon." The attendant sneered behind him.

"This animal is very strong, and the amount of blood must be not small." The other man followed him.

"Hey, hey! Be quiet, Lord Balclem tells us to proceed cautiously, in case this man hears it! An attendant whispered.

"'This man'? Come on, Sodeas, where can the lowly strangers understand our noble language! The others laughed at the attendant.

In fact, Draenor could hear it clearly, and the feeling that his Messarian had reached a level of proficiency in communication under Viklico's compulsion gave him a hint of confidence.

The cage was opened, and the attendants pushed Draenor into the cage and turned to a wooden table covered with knives.

"Which one do you want to start with? Quiram? The attendants played with the knives on the table and said towards a tall figure.

The man gradually turned around, and it was a fat man nearly three meters tall, his entire fat face was crowded with folds and scars.

Draenor then realized that it seemed that these pale-skinned weirdos all had bare heads on top of them, and I don't know if they were born with hair loss or by nature.

"Don't touch my toys!" The fat man twisted his body and shouted at the entourage, who were frightened and hurriedly dropped the knives in their hands.

"Only Quiram can use them...... Fat Man said, turning and walking towards Draenor's cage, his fat figure completely obscuring the candlelight in the room, and Delaeno looked up to see a pair of eyes hidden in the flesh staring at him.

"This one ......"

The fat man held out his scarlet fingers and said to Draenor. The attendants moved their muscles a few times and walked to the edge of the cage.

"You're lucky, boy, we only slaughter three a day, and you're the last one today. Do you have any last words? But we can't understand your bird words anyway hahahahaha! The attendants laughed and kicked the cage open and pulled Draenor out.

"All you can do is delay as much time as you can."

Draenor's words flashed through Viklico's mind, and he spun around, flicking the chain on his arm and slamming it on the head of one of his followers, before kicking to his feet and leaping onto the cage beside him.

"Damn...... You kid! The attendant's head was smashed open by the chain, and the black tar-like blood dripped to the ground, and one of the attendants trembled and fell to the ground.

"What the hell are these?" Draenor held his breath and turned and climbed onto the crossbar of the dungeon.

"Bunny, like a monkey! Kill him! "The rest of the henchmen pulled out the corner and were about to crawl towards the top of the cage.

"Damn, these people in cages should also be Canaanites, and they can't turn into beasts, at least they have to wait to get out of here!" Draenor held back the fire in his chest, he had been completely cornered.

"Thorn Bird !!"

A familiar voice came from the mouth of the staircase, a flash of crimson lightning streaked through the cell, and one of his attendants was stabbed by a flying spear and nailed firmly to the wall.

"Man-eating monster, be honest with me!" Jeanne lunged in front of the retinue, drawing her dagger and slicing the carotid arteries of the other two retinues with precision.

"Mr. Delanor, we're late!" Jeanne shouted at Vekirico.

"Jeanne? How did you two escape? At least come early! Draenor finally breathed a sigh of relief, he thought he was going to be here.

"I told you to delay for a while." Vikily said breathlessly.

[Twenty minutes ago, inside the 'Blackstone' cabin, the upper dungeon]

"Miss Vicki......" Jeanne was still a little worried.

"I've heard that the biological clock of the Licus is very punctual, can you know roughly what time it is?" Vicky Ke had her hands behind her back as if she was busy with something, making a clanging sound of metal rubbing.

"Not particularly accurate, but it should be that the sun is about to set." Jeanne replied earnestly.

"Time is running out, we need to get ready to go." Vikily said and stood up.

"Click"

As soon as he finished speaking, the chains behind Viklico made a crisp sound, and the chains fell to the ground like dead vipers.

"How did you do that?" Jeanne couldn't believe her eyes, the chain almost tingling her hands, let alone priing them open.

"I still have some crystal powder in my back pocket, and constant friction can fuse the lock cylinder little by little, and I didn't expect it to take so much effort."

Vekiriko quickly moved her wrist that was strangled with blood marks, and as if she heard something outside the boat, she turned and walked to the wall of the cell and knocked it three times.

"Alright, now it's your turn." Vicchily said as close to the railing as she could.

"Is it my turn? What should I do? Jeanne was confused, she didn't have any magical crystals.

"Step back...... Step back again, sit down, and hold your ears between your knees, pushing as hard as you can. ”

Jeanne did what Vicilico told her to do like a well-behaved puppy, her head bowed and buried between her legs.

“3，2，1…… Why don't you ......?"

Before Vicky could finish speaking, she heard a loud bang coming from the wall behind her. The metal walls exploded in an instant, and a short figure jumped into the cell swinging a rope in the mist.

"Cooper? How do you ......" Jeanne's eyes widened, incredulous at what had just happened.

"Miss Uncle, right? Little beauties! ”

Cooper stepped out of the smoke in full armor, clad in fishing nets, wearing a Van Nessian helmet left behind by a dead crew, all kinds of weapons hanging all over his body, and even his skin was blackened with gunpowder.

"Ahem, ahem! Choked to death! Can't you just make the movement smaller? Vicky covered her mouth and coughed violently.

"I've been hanging out of the boat for half an hour, just waiting for your response! The walls of this ship are not ordinarily thick, and I need to mix some crystal powder to explode! Don't complain! Cooper pouted, pulled out a spear and tossed it to Viklico.

"Miss this little beauty, right? It's not very honest with me! Cooper said with his hands on his hips.

"I was really saved by forgetfulness, who would have thought that the spear was in the captain's room at the same time as you!" Vicilico swung her spear and stabbed at the door, which opened as the two walked into the hallway and pried it open for Jeanne.

"But...... How did you contact Mr. Cooper? Jeanne hurried out of the prison, the small, dark space making her uncomfortable.

"Hey, don't forget there's a card missing from the deck." Vicky said with a wicked smile.

"Whew...... So at least everything is planned now, is it? Jeanne let out a long sigh and asked Vicilico.

"I can't say for sure, little girl." Cooper took out his axe, broke the chains that bound Jeanne's hands, and turned and handed a Vanesian dagger to Viklico.

"The spear and sword should have been taken away by them, and this short sword should still hold that kid for a while." Vicilico took the dagger and nodded at Cooper.

"Hey, the side of the dungeon has been blown through! What happened! There was a commotion upstairs, and Vicilico threw off her spear and prepared to fight.

"Damn, those brutes are coming! What about the blue-haired kid? Cooper shouted, the dwarve's eyesight in the shadows was so bad that he could barely see his feet.

"Let's go find him, let's go!" Vikily turned and shouted at Cooper.

"Let's go? Who will hold them back when I'm gone? Call that kid to me! I really want to swallow him alive......"

As he spoke, Cooper pulled out a short cannon from the swivel gun carriage from his back, tucked the improved barrel under his armpit, and shouted at the menacing retinue:

"Cannonballs for dinner! Boys! ”

"Boom !!"

A fist-sized cannonball slammed into the attendants huddled on the stairs, and they threw off their robes and fled back as if they had seen a demon.

"Looks like he'll be able to hold up for a while, let's go find Draenor!"

Jeanne nodded to Vecchirico, and the two of them took a step and sped downstairs.

[Currently, inside the 'Blackstone' cabin, in the lower dungeon]

"Livestock! Fat livestock! The fat man spread his arms, and the flesh shook along with his head.

"Fat? The old lady is only 36 kilograms! Vikily was so angry that she flew up and kicked the fat man's head, and the powerful power of the Blood Sect spread to the fat man's skull, and he felt dizzy and fell to the edge of the cage.

"What are you doing? We're waiting for your help! Vekily pulled out a dagger from her back and threw it at Draenor.

"Hey, wait a minute! Ay! Draenor didn't have time to react, only to see the short sword stab like a flying knife, and stick firmly under the beam.

"Can't you hand it to me yourself?" Draenor shouted at Vekiriko, reached out and drew his dagger and rolled over the beam.

"Stop talking nonsense, follow us up to the top!" Vikiriko pulled out the spear pinned to her follower and turned to run upstairs.

"Cooper! We brought him back! Vikliko shouted to the little uncle in the hallway.

"Who is Cooper? I'm a god of war now! Hahaha! The dwarven uncle was red-eyed and shot into the darkness.

"Let's go!" Vicky slapped the barrel of the cannon from Cooper's hand, picked him up and jumped out of the gaping hole in the wall, pulling on the rope and climbing up.

Draenor didn't know what was going on here, and Thirty-Seven Twenty-One followed the footsteps of the others and grabbed the rope and climbed up.

"This rope can't withstand so many people at one time!" Cooper shouted in Vicky Ric's arms.

"You have a point! Go ahead! Vekily yelled and threw Cooper onto the deck.

"Ah!! Phew—do you want to murder the old man?! Cooper slammed down on the deck and turned to Vickyrik and yelled.

But things weren't good on deck, with crimson men at both ends of the narrow corridor, and Cooper was caught in a dilemma.

"Cooper can't stand it that long, everyone is following!"

Vicchiriko tightened her grip on the rope and leaped upward, stabbing her spear like a pique into the iron sheet on the side of the ship, and she spun in the air, stood on the spear, reached for the handrail on the outer edge of the deck, and jumped to Cooper's side.

Jeanne and Draenor jumped up after them, but the situation was still not optimistic, and the retinues on either side were slowly approaching with scimitars.

"Damn, if you have a spear in hand...... Vikily has no spear in hand, and she doesn't know what to do for a while.

Now the four of them are all cold weapons in their hands, and it is impossible to break out of the encirclement in a short time.

"I can only gamble." As she spoke, Vikli pulled out the gun she had hidden from her bosom, pulled the chain around her and stuffed it into the muzzle.

"You three! Find a way to drive the guys over there into the sea! Vikliko aimed at the oncoming follower and jerked the trigger.

"Boom-boom!!!"

Fragments of chains burst out from the muzzle of the gun, pushing the followers backwards. With Jeanne and Cooper, Draenor slashed their swords at the enemy on the other side, using all their brute force to toss waves of followers into the water.

The crystal powder in Vikirico's gun magazine had been depleted, but the retinue was still pouring in front of him.

"Damn, what's going on over there!" Vekily barely defended with the empty barrel of her gun.

"It's also a 'damn' situation!" Draenor gasped in reply.

Suddenly, the entourage on both sides seemed to hear something, and suddenly dodged to the side, only to see a fat body holding a giant axe in his hand slowly walking towards Viklico.

"It's the fat guy from before!" Vikiriko shouted, only to see the fat man raise his giant axe and swing it violently at Vikirico.

"Boom !!"

Vekily could block the fatal blow with the barrel of her gun, but she couldn't resist the beastly force, and she followed the trajectory of the giant axe and slammed headlong into the deck handrail, her whole body flying to the surface of the sea.

Her vision dimmed, a sharp pain spread to her side, and she lost her strength and fell hard.