Perito struggled to break free from his heavy dreams, only to find himself thrown into a cell surrounded by sharp knives growing out of the walls, and his staff gone, realizing that he was trapped in a hole by Tacri. He crawled lightly towards the entrance of the cave, grabbed the steel bars intertwined in the hole with both hands, and silently recited the incantation, the whole hole shook instantly, and the fine powder shook off the roof of the cave, but the steel bars did not break because of this, but grew like vines, and were about to sew the hole tightly.

"It's useless for you to do that." Takri's voice came from outside the rebar layer.

The vine-like steel bar immediately returned to its original shape. Baillito struggled to look up, and through the cracks in the steel, he saw Takri standing at the entrance of the cave with his staff, a strange smile on his face.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came from his back, and Bethlito looked behind him, only to see the sharp knife on the wall piercing his back through his thick cloak and robes. He hurriedly lay on the ground, his mind constantly clearing his desire to sneak away, and after a while, the sharp knife stopped growing and retracted into the wall.

"Very well, Bethlito, you have done a good job," said Takli proudly, "it seems that you have become very capable of controlling your mind, and you have learned what I have taught you very well, and I think that one day you will be as strong as I am." ”

"Throw yourself at the Blackstone Staff like you did? Or do you want to be good friends with Mosheed? ”

Liberty let out a loud laugh, and the laughter passed through the gap and turned into a high-frequency noise, like an invisible grinder, where both small stones and wooden blocks were crushed into powder, and Takli casually swung his staff forward, and an invisible wave of qi emanated from the jewel of the staff, colliding with the sound waves, making a violent explosion.

Takri patted the gravel powder on his body with disdain, and said to Bethlito: "Bethlito, I advise you not to do this kind of useless resistance, I haven't seen any prisoners in the past twenty years, don't forget that the six strongest guardian mages of the Black Stone Staff Society are guarded by me alone, and I don't care about your tricks at all." ”

"But you're not guarding the strongest, Takri."

Baillito rolled over and lay comfortably on the soft ground, taking a deep breath. However, he soon discovers that something more terrible has happened. "Could it be ・・・・・・ you've already released the six guardian mages?"

"You see, it's not as ugly as you think, Bethleto," Takri crouched in front of the hole, "I didn't betray myself, I just made some exchanges, and don't forget that the Blackstone Staff is not aimed at the mage, but at the ignorant and self-righteous mortals of the Spirit Nation. ”

"Mortal?" Bethlito looked sideways with a slight anger on his face, "When, even the greatest warrior of our Falshi country, Takri, would call the Spirit Man like this, where is your former sense of justice?" Who taught me to maintain the peace of this world? Who told me that there is no difference between races? ”

Tacri was visibly weak-hearted in the face of Bethlito's questioning, and he turned his face away from Bethlito: "Forget it, Bethlito, these useless teachings. Do you know what the struggle between the priests has turned into our kingdom for the sake of these inconsequential ideas? Do you know how miserable I am in this dungeon? Do you know how many things I've lost? ”

With that, Takri angrily raised his staff, used all his strength, and pointed forward, and a flash of lightning sent out from the staff, blasting a bunch of statues below to pieces, and sparks flew in all directions. Bethlito saw that Takri was surrounded by layers of dark red light, and the ground where he was standing had already formed a thick layer of ice.

"Takri, you won't be ・・・・・・"

"Yes."

Takri turned, his face covered in black threads, and his red eyes were about to squeeze out of his sockets. He pressed his left hand to his chest, and the dark red light gradually seeped into his body, and soon he returned to his original form.

"A very familiar person came to me here. I don't think you need to be introduced to know who he is? ”

With a surprised expression, Burlito opened his mouth and took a long time to spit out the words from it.

"Nordland?"

Takli continued: "Bethlito, your eyes have been blinded by the Senate, and you really think that the Senate is working tirelessly for the safety and peace of this continent, as we thought before? You've been in Long Lake for too long, and the water there is almost eroding your brain. ”

"You don't have to quibble about your betrayal, Takri, you accepted a gift from Nordland, and you can't go back to a normal life, I think the reason why you are like this is because of the dark arts." Bethlito replied coldly.

"No, no, Burlito, I promise you'll be intrigued by every word I say below." Tariq took Berlito's pipe out of his pocket, unhurriedly stuffed it in, lit it, and handed it to Berlito.

"Well," Baillito took his pipe and immediately put it to his lips, "the treatment in this prison is still good, and if it weren't for the fact that I still have something to do, I might choose to live permanently." You can continue your word for it. ”

Takli wiped the remaining tobacco from his palm and said, "Remember those dark creatures living in the eastern part of the Spirit Realm, their head of the undead Hodiana? ”

"Of course I remember this, your question ・・・・・ wait," Bethlito suddenly felt that something was wrong, he looked at Tuckeri's smug face, remembering the situation in Horseback, "Why did you mention Hodiana?" Do you know anything about Horseback? ”

"Don't be in a hurry, my friend, this is what I am going to tell you." Takli walked up to Bethlito and said, "A month ago, the members of the Senate asked a group of mercenaries from the Spirit Nation to bring a huge black iron cage here. They didn't tell me what was inside, they just told me to put the cage in the bottom cell, and the lock was put on by the Senate themselves, so I couldn't see what was inside. ”

"A black iron cage, you mean covered with black iron sheets?"

"Yes," said Tacri, "think about it, what else is there to keep in the way of a black iron sheet?" I couldn't see the contents, but I could smell that the box had a different smell than normal people, do you know what it smelled like? ”

Bethlito shook his head after hearing Takri's words, he knew the use of black iron tablets. There is only one place on the entire continent where black iron pieces can be produced - Kannan Castle, the capital of the Falshi Kingdom. It's not because this black iron piece requires any special material, but because this iron piece is spelled in the process of manufacturing, and the dark color of the iron piece is used to protect something that is afraid of the sun. On this continent, only dark creatures need such black iron sheets.

"That's the smell of the undead, Bethlito, can you imagine what the Patriarch is going to bring back?"

"You want to tell me that they captured Hodianna, how can they be so capable, a few spirit mercenaries, unless ・・・・・・" Bethlito paused, some crazy but reasonable thoughts burrowed into his head. The undead look very similar to people, have all kinds of magical skills, and have no limit to life, and their intelligence is the highest in the entire dark creatures, even the spirit people are not as good as them, but unfortunately the number is too small, to the point of extinction, if the mercenary is not Hodianna, it is likely to be his son.

"Are you trying to tell me that the Senate captured Hodiana's son by the hand of the Spirit Nation and then let the Spirit Kingdom go to war with the dark creatures?"

"Burlito, you're smart, very smart." Takli laughed, "The people of the Senate are the dirtiest things, and they used to make us the kings and mages clear out the dissidents for them, and then secretly did this kind of thing. Don't you notice where we've all been assigned to the Senate? ”

A feeling of unease rose from Bethlito's heart. At that time, there were five kings and priests, and one went to guard the dungeon; One went to the town of Changhu and guarded the island; Three more were put into the Rock Volcano to guard the gem mines. Although these places were relatively important places, it was clear that they were all sent to remote areas, far away from Kannan City, far away from the Falshi Kingdom.

"This is the distribution of the Senate for its own reason, and we can only obey orders. None of this is the reason for your alliance with Nordland. ”

"Actually, when it comes to Nordland, you know him better than anyone else, so why don't you make a wise choice and join him like I did?" Takri held out his hand to Bethlito.

"His radical thinking doesn't suit me very well, I just want to be a decadent nobleman."

"Burlito." Takri smirked, "It's better to call you by your full name, Bethlito Lot." Have you forgotten? Your beloved father, who is himself a loyal member of the Blackstone Staff, has he done less for the Blackstone Staff? ”

"He's not like Nordland, you idiot!" Bethlito shouted at Tacri, "Nordland is a guy who will only use the Blackstone Staff to satisfy his own personal **!" ”

"I thought you would be able to help me like you used to, but now I realize that there is no need for that. When the time comes, when I change the world, you will understand. Now you can stay here. ”

With that, Tariq extinguished all the cold flames on the wall and turned to leave.

Bethlito listened to the sound of Tacri's footsteps fading and waned, and couldn't help but lie back in place and sigh. He didn't expect that his best friend, his best mentor, would go against his original beliefs and become the person he once hated the most. If it was really Hodiana's son who was trapped at the bottom of the dungeon, Hodiana would definitely summon all the dark creatures he could summon, and in order to find his son, it would be possible for him to destroy the entire spirit kingdom. The patriarch would let the mercenaries of the Spirit Kingdom capture Hodiana's son, this trick is really ruthless enough, and now it is estimated that all dark creatures will think that this matter was done by the Spirit Kingdom.

Looking at the sharp knives in front of him, Bethlito smiled helplessly, he didn't dare to have any idea of escaping, not even a small thought, otherwise these sharp knives would stab him into a "hedgehog". He could only hope that the Spirit Man Kingdom would win the war now, hoping that someone would come to his rescue, but this idea seemed a bit unrealistic.

"It seems that I really have to rely on God to save me this time."