"Damn, how dare you do it to the Shadow Troupe in the royal capital. You have to think about the consequences, the Shadow Regiment's revenge is not something anyone can bear!" "As soon as Macora fought, he knew that the other party was a high-ranking warrior no less than him, and with more than one mage hiding in the shadows, he had no chance of defeating these people here. ”

But Roger on the other side did not answer, but raised his sword and slashed at him.

Macora had a sluggish spell in his body, and although his original strength was slightly superior to Roger's, he was now being pressed and beaten by Roger. He looked out of his eyes. Two other masked men with swords rushed forward, one man and one sword to finish off two of his men.

"Listen to me! We can talk!" Macora's swordsmanship became more and more scattered, "Who are you! Everything can be discussed, there is no need to kill them all!"

"Listen, a high-ranking warrior like you must be a person of status in the royal capital, can't you make it clear?ah, damn it!" Macora accidentally cut a wound on his arm.

Xiao Chen had been observing Macora's state, and when he saw that he began to panic, he opened his five fingers, and five spiritual whips rushed towards him, and Macora, who was too late to be prepared, was hit by the whip and immediately screamed.

Taking advantage of the weakness in his hand, Roger knocked away the short sword in his hand with a sword. Flying up and kicking him in the shin. Macora fell to his knees with a limp. Roger took the opportunity to twist his right arm, and Jacob rushed up and grabbed his left arm. Caterina took his dagger into her hand.

"Let's go!" Garneau opened the door to the side room, and Roger and the two of them carried Macora inside. Xiao Chen and the others rushed in and closed the door.

"You, if you just want to torture the information, I won't say it, and I'll die anyway. With his hands slicked behind his back and his head pressed against the ground, Macora gasped and said, "Unless you want to have a good talk, then you have to let me go first." ”

No one spoke at the scene, only Xiao Chen walked over and pressed his hand on the back of his head.

A white light emitted from Xiao Chen's hand, enveloping Macora's head.

When Macora awoke in a drowsy state, he found himself standing in a gloomy hall in a style he had never seen before, with all the surrounding stone bricks and pillars of deep black, intricate carved patterns of masonry, and long serpents with horns on their heads and claws coiled on the pillars. There are also several square cauldrons in the main hall, and I don't know what is placed in them, emitting faint green smoke. There is a window on the wall of the main hall, but the window is divided into a grid by wooden strips. Outside the window, there was churning firelight and billowing smoke, as if they had reached the fire elemental plane.

There were still many silent soldiers standing above the main hall, they were holding all kinds of strange weapons, looking at him coldly.

At the front of the main hall sat a man on a high platform, dressed in a wide black robe trimmed with gold trim and a high crown on his head. Half of the man was in the shadows, unable to see clearly, but Macora felt the pressure.

He tried to stand up, but found that his body was sore and had no strength at all, and he tried to use his fighting qi again, but he couldn't feel any energy in the sea of qi, and it was empty.

"Welcome to the underworld. The man above spoke. His voice was ethereal, making Marcora very uncomfortable, "I hope you enjoy it here, after all, all of this is for you." ”

"You! you must be a magician, you cast an illusion on me, everything around me is fake, you must have come up with this way to coax me, it didn't work!" Marco closed his eyes tightly, and then opened them suddenly, but the illusion in front of him did not change at all.

He lay on the ground, and he looked at the ground carefully by the firelight, and groped around with his hands, and the more he fumbled, the more strange he felt, and he muttered: "Impossible, why is the illusion so real?

He looked up at the man on the high seat again, and shouted, "Who are you, and where have you taken me?"

The person on the high seat made a gesture of touching his nose and said: "This is the underworld, the place where people judge merit and demerit after death, and everyone must explain the bad things they have done in their lives." ”

"Hmph, you can't fool me, the god of nature said that after death, man returns to the bosom of nature and becomes the elements that make up everything again. There is no such thing as a place like you're talking about!"

"None of that? Okay. It seems that this script is not for you. I warn you, no matter what this place is, if you don't give an honest account of your problems, you will suffer a great sin. ”

"What do you want me to confess?"

"Let's start with your conflict with Yepez. ”

"What do I have to say to Yepes, you want to go around in circles with me? Ask and ask and cut into what you care about? This kind of trick is what I have left, and I am an expert at interrogators. ”

"If you want to say it, you can say it!" the man waved his hand, and a soldier next to him walked up and punched Macora in the face, "This is to make you clear that this is not an illusion." It hurts to fight, it hurts to cut!"

"Bastard!"

"If you insist, I can continue. Without hesitation, the soldier threw another punch.

Macora covered her face and said hatefully: "I do the work he gives me conscientiously, I will do whatever he says, we are not good friends, but I am a good subordinate." ”

"What do you think of Atul?"

"He's the boss of Yepes, just like Yepes is my boss! He's very capable, and the family behind him is very strong, he's a very powerful person. ”

The two answered a few more questions.

The man on the high seat asked, "Then tell me what your plans are lately, and what actions are you planning?"

"What kind of action do you mean?"

"Like, is there a plan to attack someone?"

"You mean the kind of raid on a stronghold?"

"That's right. ”

Macora narrowed his eyes and said, "It turned out to be you! You are the magician from Montenegro, Xiao Chen!"

The person on the high seat was stunned for a moment and said, "Hehe." Very interesting guess. ”

"You don't have to hide it anymore. You don't care about the previous questions, but when you ask them, you lean forward slightly. His gaze no longer moved, but he fixed his eyes on my mouth. That's what you're really going to ask! We've been focusing our attention on the mages from Montenegro lately. In the entire royal capital, who cares so much about our recent actions and has the current means, except for you who has mid-level strength, is good at spiritual magic, and has an unknown inheritance?!"

Macora had a look of excitement on her face: "I understand, I understand! The one who attacked me with wind magic was your companion Li Jia." The high-ranking warrior who stood in my way was your chief bodyguard, Roger! What other reason do you have to say that you are not Xiao Chen?"

"You're going to make me lose face. Xiao Chen, who played the role of the king of Hades, said.