Black clouds crush the city.

Standing on the wall of Seleface City, Zhang Yaoyang looked into the distance, only to see a few kilometers away near the jungle, an army was stationed far away, blocking all the communication arteries, and countless tents spread to the sky, judging from this number, the opponent's military strength was at least more than 10,000 people.

You know, this is not an ancient war in China, hundreds of thousands of battles at every turn, for Western countries, more than 10,000 people is considered a large-scale battle, at this time, the distant army, if placed in the Middle Ages, is already a huge number of troops, can support an empire.

But the other side did not attack, in the context of this city-state era, occupying a city can become a lord, so when the traffic is blocked, the entire city of Seleface becomes an isolated city, if the food reserves in the city are not enough, there is no need to attack, only need to besiege for one to two months, the city can be self-defeating.

It's just that although the difference between the strength of the attacker and the defender is very obvious, everything changed the moment Zhang Yaoyang climbed the city wall.

At this time, Zhang Yaoyang's body was surrounded by missiles constantly emerging from the void, as soon as these missiles appeared, they immediately dragged their tails towards the opponent's military camp, and before the army even reacted, a ball of flames rose from the military camp!

"Your Excellency, you are the strongest magician I have ever seen." Beside Zhang Yaoyang, many generals looked at the explosions in the sky in amazement, and Cruise was full of praise and kept touting Zhang Yaoyang, but to his disappointment, no matter what he did, the other party was expressionless, and he didn't seem to care about the feeling of other people's sycophants.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Zhang Yaoyang glanced at everyone, "The enemy army has collapsed, now immediately send troops to bring me all the other party." ”

"Yes!"

The generals behind Cruise immediately gave the order, and within five minutes, a force of 1,000 men rushed out of the city and rushed towards the barracks, which had been swept away by the flames.

This army no longer needs to fight, what they have to do is to hunt down the routs who are fleeing in all directions, and the routs without morale are like a flock of lambs without offensive power, and a large number of captives are escorted back with little effort.

The battle lasted until the evening, and in the end, Zhang Yaoyang got the result that his previous wave of missiles directly took the lives of thousands of people, and then another 500 people were burned alive by the fire in the barracks, and the remaining 8,000 people, of which 5,000 fled in all directions, and the army in Seleface City only captured more than 3,000 people.

However, after the more than 3,000 captives were detained in the dungeons of the city, they were not heard from that night......

Early the next morning, Cruise led his men to the gate of the dungeon.

Barth, the warden who had been waiting for a long time, immediately stepped forward, bent down and bowed, "His Royal Highness, City Lord." ”

"What about the Magician?" Cruise's face was excited, it was clear that Zhang Yaoyang had annihilated the legion of tens of thousands of people, allowing his army to obtain a large number of weapons and armor from the other side, which were undoubtedly more precious than gold and silver treasures.

"Your Highness, Your Excellency the Magician didn't come out all night, and he didn't let anyone in." Warden Bart hurriedly replied, "Do you need me to send someone in and call him out?" ”

"You go in person." Cruise said solemnly.

Bart's expression changed, and he seemed to want to say something, but Cruise made a gesture of please, and this time, Bart knew that he had no choice.

Helpless, he had to tremble and push open the stone door of the ground, and suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the perennial gloomy and rotten breath of the dungeon came to his face.

There was not the slightest sound in the black hole in the dungeon, but the more this happened, the more uneasy Bart's heart became, because he knew that there were more than 3,000 prisoners held here last night, so many that it was almost crowded, how could it be so quiet?

Unless, the magician, he ......

Thinking of this, Bart felt a chill in his heart, forcibly held back the uneasiness in his heart, took a torch and walked down the dungeon, walking down the steps more than ten meters high, except for the torch in his hand, only saw darkness.

There were no windows in the dungeon, and they were all supported by some scarce oil lamps, but last night because the dungeon was completely closed, no one added lamp oil, and these oil lamps had long been extinguished.

"Master Mage?" Bart looked at the darkness that spread to the end, and couldn't help but swallow his spit, he shouted loudly, and his voice fluttered into the depths of the darkness, but there was still no response.

It seems that those 3,000 people have completely disappeared from this world.

"Magician?" Bart shouted again, and the echo came in waves, making the dungeon even more eerie, and he raised the torch high, illuminating seven or eight meters around himself, and then walked deeper into the dungeon.

However, just as he continued to walk forward, there was a sudden sound of chirping under his feet, as if he was stepping on the mud, Bart subconsciously lowered his head, only to see that the ground had turned into a muddy ground at some point, and there was a suffocating smell of blood.

"This is ......" Bart seemed to understand something, he hurriedly lowered the torch, only to see that on the ground, there was a pool of viscous blood, these blood continued to flow from the front, and it was almost naked!

Bart gasped, and he looked ahead again, but his pupils suddenly shrank! Faintly, he seemed to see a figure walking slowly dozens of meters in front of him, but behind the figure, there were dozens of huge tentacles rising into the sky, densely packed, just like a mutated octopus full of tentacles!

"Magician?"

Bart let out an exclamation, resisted the fear in his heart, lowered his head, and made a gesture of submission, "Your Highness Cruise is looking for you!" ”

"Got it." Not far away, Zhang Yaoyang's voice came slowly, and at the same time as hearing this voice, the strange atmosphere around him seemed to disappear in an instant, and Bart hurriedly raised his head, only to see Zhang Yaoyang walking over in a cloak.

What blood all over the ground, what dozens of tentacles? It all seemed like an illusion.

Bart exhaled heavily before he gestured his finger, "Mr. Magician, please follow me." ”

The two walked out of the dungeon slowly, and it wasn't until Zhang Yaoyang and Cruise left here that Bart wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and subconsciously continued to look inside the dungeon.

In one night, the dungeon, which had originally captured more than 3,000 people, was deserted at this time, and everyone lost their traces.

No one asked where the three thousand had gone, and no one dared to ask, but many of the jailers, talking about their duty last night, had told them that in the dungeon that had been sealed last night, it seemed that they had heard a hellish scream and cry all night, and these voices kept coming from the closed dungeon, and then the screams became quieter and quieter, and when it was about to dawn, everything fell silent......