"He did it! The first warrior to survive the mouth of a beast in ten years! Mr. Chad wins! ”

Garke stood up excitedly, squeezed through the crowd to Castleler's side, and shouted.

"That's to be expected, and the game isn't so difficult once you know how to play." Castleler replied perfunctorily, getting up and walking towards the Colosseum's exit, "You know what to do next, get what I want, and you'll be paid nothing." ”

Draenor stepped on the crocodile's snout, and looked up at the audience, where King Will's face was clouded in the almost overwhelmed corner, as if he had never imagined that the outlander would be able to defeat Snowway's most terrifying beast.

In the moment when the two of them looked at each other, Draenor seemed to sense a hint of murder in the king's eyes, a look that had been seen on Dmitry's face before. He could be sure that the high king was indeed a soulless puppet.

The gate on the side of the Colosseum was suddenly pushed open, and a dozen soldiers with spears rushed towards the corpse of the giant beast. Draenor hid his dagger in his boots before the soldier approached, and the next his arms were pulled behind his back.

He could barely see the figure of the man standing in the middle of the soldiers, almost two meters tall, covered with matte black metal armor all over his body, and his angular features were tightly clamped in the middle by his helmet, which should be the same General Adriss who blew the horn earlier.

"Hey, what about the freedom?"

Draenor asked the soldier behind him in a low voice, knowing that it was all planned, and though he knew that even if he survived, he would have to be taken to the dungeon again, but this time, he hoped that he would gain the respect that the victor deserved.

"Shut your mouth, standing in front of you is Snowway's Imperial Guard!" The general shouted at him angrily.

"Guards? Think about it, I killed the crocodile with my hands and feet tied, what can you protect in front of me? ”

Hearing this, there was a hint of hesitation on the part of the soldier who bound Draenor's arms. The sudden actions of the guards obviously angered the crowd in the audience, and the scolding around them became louder and louder, and the general had no choice but to nod his head when he saw this scene, and motioned for the guards to retreat behind him.

"That's exactly what happened...... Get up and get back to where you need to be. ”

Accompanied by the guards, Draenor swaggered out of the Colosseum in the posture of a victor, and he got into the carriage as the general had ordered, and it all went very smoothly, except that Galk and Castleler were never seen again.

The carriage drove along the familiar route towards the palace in Boyara, the guards silent along the way, and Draenor had a chance to gather his thoughts.

In addition to King Will's previous image, what he cared about the most was Garke's words - "Mr. Castleler has everything ready." ”

As Snowway's commander, it is unlikely that Garke would suddenly side with the Butley family, unless he made some deal with Castleler. "Stay out of the ceiling at ten o'clock tonight", Draenor knew exactly what he meant, he wasn't going to be trapped in a dungeon with Will and turned into a rotting corpse, because a well-planned prison robbery would take place tonight.

If Castleler's plan goes well, he will have to find Viklico and Jeanne before it happens.

"Don't be stunned, stranger! Back in the dungeon, you have time to think about the philosophy of life. After a few escapes from death, don't you have anything to say? ”

The general poked Draenor in the shoulder with the hilt of his sword, and he reacted, looking up at the guards around him with blank eyes.

"I've disappointed you, I'm only thinking about death, and if you want to talk about it, I'd love to talk to you on the River Styx." Draenor knew that as the curse deepened, his vitality gradually became more and more extraordinary, and he simply stopped thinking about the consequences of angering the general.

"Hahahaha, it's really funny that people who are trying to survive only think about death...... Who isn't? Death is the survivor's worst enemy, and from this point of view, we are still somewhat alike. General Adaris, who was sitting across from him, was not offended by the reply of the foreigners, but laughed and raised his flask to drink.

"But you're really embarrassed, you finally brought such a good drink from Lieshui Town to Pyara, and cured the king's illness, but you fell into such a situation with your family."

"Family...... "Draenau," Draenor guessed that most of the general's family members were the two missing, "do you know where they went?" ”

It was obvious that General Adriss hesitated for a moment, he took another sip of rum, and then drunkenly said to Draenor, "Let me tell you the truth, you were both going to be sentenced to death, but I didn't expect those two to manage to escape halfway, I believe they can't just let you go, so we will put you in the hands of the overseer." ”

Draenor had expected this to happen, and when he was unconscious, the two must have managed to escape to the vicinity of the train, and according to Viklico's character, it was absolutely impossible to leave himself alone, he just hoped that the group would be safe and sound, and that when he escaped from the dungeon, he must find a way to join them.

"But, you're going to waste the rest of your life in the dungeon anyway, and if we catch those two escaped prisoners, you might even see them sentenced to death."

"Really? That's terrible. Draenor was amused by the General's alarmism, the two were ready to fight Snowway, and if they were to face each other, even heavily armed soldiers would be no match for Jeanne and Viklico.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye it was noon, and the carriage stopped at the side door of the palace, and Draenor followed the guards down the corridor towards the entrance to the dungeon.

Just as he was about to take a step back to the dungeon, General Yadris suddenly grabbed him by the shoulder.

"Wait a minute, the time spent in the dungeon will be long, and you can choose to take another look at the scenery on the ground before going back, so as not to leave regrets."

Unexpectedly, the butcher who had been working for Snowway would say such humane words, and Draenor turned his head to look at the scorching sun hanging in the middle of the sky.

Scenery? The smell of blood in Peara has no scenery, all he can see is sinful flesh and abyssal greed. Compared to these hypocritical scenes, the horrors in the dungeon are more real.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I think it's better to be free......"

Draenor walked down the stairs towards the dungeon, sneering as he pushed the door in, staring back at the well-dressed beasts.

"I'm satisfied...... It's time to go back to hell. ”

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