At this time, there was no trace of eerie horror in the dungeon, and the light slowly swayed like water waves filled every inch of the corridor aisle, but except for Princess Trelinka, everyone else calmly ignored the strange scene in front of them.

No, there is one exception, and that is the punk who stands outside Princess Trelina's cell.

The punk followed the fireball for an afternoon and half a night, and the direction of the fireball was exactly the same as the punk expected, it flew into the green vine city without turning a corner, and then swaggered into the green vine castle under the gaze of tens of thousands of poor people in the city, and then flew leisurely in front of the castle guards, servants and even the old soldier Bei Ge'an, and finally flew into the dungeon.

In the process of the fireball flying, Punk can clearly feel the power of the "group suggestion" to penetrate into the souls of all creatures who see the fireball, in order to avoid being affected by the "group suggestion", the punk has to follow the big fireball far away, maintaining a "safe distance" that has just seen a little light, even so, Punk can still feel that his mind is a little muddy, and he can't help but sigh at the powerful effect of the master spell.

It wasn't until the fireball entered the castle that Punk had to choose to follow closer, but fortunately he found that the "Hetezta Soul Cultivation Fluctuations" solidified on the Haitezta magic box could effectively resist the influence of the "group suggestion technique", so Punk dared to follow the fireball all the way deep into Green Vine City.

After entering Green Vine City, Punk's first reaction was a little confused, according to his thoughts, the Green Vine family must have received the news of the fall of Sangers, if the scout team of the Green Vine family is clever enough to mess with the news of Cullen's death has already been conveyed, after all, the information in this world is not circulating for the poor, and the various magical communications used by those nobles definitely have no less speed than the information transmission speed of the Earth Internet.

According to Punk's estimates, the reaction of the Green Vine family should be to station a large number of troops in the castle, arrange various defense facilities, and even urgently announce that the entire Green Vine Territory has entered a state of war, but this kind of Green Vine City still maintains this daily routine as if nothing has happened, and the situation that the Green Vine Castle has been vacated unconsciously is like a surprise.

It wasn't until Punk followed the fireball all the way into the dungeon and saw Princess Thererinka that he guessed what the Green Vine family was thinking.

"It seems that the Green Vine family has decided to abandon the broken ship of the "Glory Army", and they actually sent Princess Trelinka to prison without even the slightest hesitation, and the courage of this family head named Dolan is really not to be underestimated."

Punk squinted slightly and squatted on the beam of the dungeon and watched Princess Trelinka in the cell in the distance hold the fireball in her hand, which had shrunk dozens of times by a few times, he was still surprised that the Green Vine family made such a decisive decision.

As a spellcaster who is familiar with the characteristics of the aristocratic class, Punk knows very well how difficult it is to get a nobleman to give up his territory or even his title, and there is no shortage of nobles in the Faeron plane who would rather be cut by a thousand knives than leave the territory for the so-called "glory of the family".

But Punk was only surprised by the actions of the Green Vine family, and he was now more concerned about Thererinka and the white crystal ball in her hand.

According to the probing of the prophecy spell, Punk analyzed that Trelinka should be receiving the information inheritance in the crystal ball, but the shielding ability of master magic items is not penetrating by punk, and he has no way of knowing what information Trelinka got from the crystal ball.

"It's a pity that Golem Two could have been tempted if he had it by his side, but now............ Let's wait and see for a while"!

Punk would love to rush over now and send this princess to even Sanger with a single energy cone, believing that she would have time to ask Sanger what she had left her, but ......... Punk didn't dare to approach the strange ball of light.

Although the punk will not be affected by the "Crowd Suggestion" released at any time on the orb of light while the "Hetezta Soul Cultivation Wave" is in effect, who knows what unknown means a master caster who has lived for thousands of years will leave on his magic items before he dies, and countless "seniors" who have rushed to pick up loot have rushed to prove a truth with their blood and lives - the dead enemy is sometimes more threatening than the living enemy!

The punk nervously watched for any sign of danger, but Trelinka was immersed in the message carried by the orb of light:

"Trelinka, I killed the master priest of the Dawn Church, Casparchi, the good and chaotic camp of the Dawn Church will never give up, and the wolf ambition of the Camos Kingdom bordering the kingdom is eyeing it! Killing King William, who is on the throne of the brothers, is not a fuel-efficient lamp!

My plan has failed, and now the fall of the Dylan Kingdom is inevitable, this is not something that can be saved by two official-level or even master-level powerhouses, and it is even more impossible for you and your 150,000 Glory Army.

I, Sangus the Earth Splitter, single-handedly created the country and brought it into the abyss, and all I could leave was this alchemy scroll that I stumbled upon during my youthful adventures as a legacy............

My instinct told me never to use this scroll, or there would be an unstoppable terror that would befall the land, and when I was younger, I made up my mind to be frightened by my instinct countless times, and in my old age, I decided to seal this mysterious alchemical artifact forever, as if it had never appeared in my life.

But in the moment before I died, I hesitated!

I used to be a famous genius mage, I once explored dark dungeons, I once fought demons in the abyss, I once held a magic wand across the lush forests, and once broke through the prestige of the "Earth Splitter", if it weren't for the fact that my life was about to run out, if it weren't for the dark wounds on my body that couldn't be suppressed, how could a new master priest in Kaspachi be my opponent............ I don't want to die like this, I have to leave something, at least pass it on to the one I will never dare to open for the rest of my life............

Now that the scroll is yours, you can take the tens of thousands of gold coins in your storage space and go incognito, and the crystal ball can escort you away without anyone noticing............

You can also open this reel...... Meet the unspeakable "unknown", I am dead and no longer exist, from now on...... All your decisions......... It's all your own will........."

The transmission of information was quickly completed, and the small ball of light dimmed little by little, until finally it no longer released any luster, and both Punk and Trerinka could clearly see a shocking crack on the ball of light, and a little bit of white energy was exuding.

Once again, the cell returned to deep darkness, and the candle flame continued to flicker as if nothing had happened, with only a few tears of candle tears recording the passage of time............