At this time, Bronn and the others, who had been following Maylis, also rushed out of the hiding place around the corner, and now that the action had been exposed, there was no need to hide.

Maylis's eyes flashed a trace of unbearability, her own escape, no matter whether she succeeded or failed, the two Westhale soldiers in front of her were doomed to die, as a soldier, he did not die on the battlefield, but died in the hands of his own people, in Mayris's opinion, this is the most tragic ending for a soldier.

The bodies of the two soldiers flashed with red fighting energy, the opponent was just an ordinary person, but after all, she was the Purple Star Knight Maylis, and these two soldiers did not dare to underestimate it at all.

Merris took a deep breath, her eyes sinking again, such a close distance, a punch and a kick, even any part of the body can be used as a weapon.

Jimmy and Lampard exchanged a single glance as they suddenly took a step forward, two swords up and down, sweeping towards Merlis's vital spot.

Perhaps absorbing the experience of the interruption of the attack just now, this time, the two jailers did not use the slashing move, but instead swept away, and the space here in the corridor was slightly narrow, unless they were out of the range of the saber's attack backwards, there was no room to dodge at all.

The flames in the corridor reflected a cold light on the blade, the sharp sound of the blade rubbing against the air, and the cold air brought by the blade, which made a layer of goosebumps appear on Maylis's bare arms, but instead of dodging their attacks as Jimmy and Lampard imagined, the unarmed girl rushed towards them as if she didn't see their attacks.

Suicide?

Jimmy and Lampard had the same thought in their minds.

Maylis suddenly bounced to her feet, her body fully stretched out in mid-air, and the lower half of her body soared into the air, just in time to avoid the blade that Lampard swept from the bottom plate, and Maylis's body turned smoothly and kicked directly into Lampard's face.

The toes were one of the body's power points, and Lampard's body flew straight upside down, a stream of blood flying up the angle of the lean, shimmering with a strange dark red sheen in the firelight.

Jimmy's pupils contracted rapidly, and Maylis, who was in mid-air, was no longer able to dodge, even if Maylis's current physical strength was much higher than that of ordinary people, she would definitely not be able to resist the blade with a fighting spirit.

"Ding!"

At this moment, a crisp crash sounded in the corridor, and Jimmy's blade was almost attached to Maylis's body, but he couldn't take a step forward.

What blocked Jimmy's blade was none other than the armband on Maylis's arm.

"Bang!"

Maylis's fist slammed into the bridge of Jimmy's nose, and the sound of the bridge of his nose snapping was clearly audible, and Jimmy's head fell backwards, hitting the hard wall, and the saber in his hand fell to the ground.

Maylis looked at the armband on her arm, this kind of armband, claimed to never fall off, can not really fall off from the arm until the prisoner dies, the production of the armband has always been a secret of the whole continent, but it is certain that in order to prevent the prisoner from destroying the armband with the help of external force, the sturdiness of this armband is definitely not something that the red-level fighting spirit can destroy.

"Do you want to continue?" Maylis stretched out her toes, and the saber flew lightly, landing firmly in Maylis's hand, "I'm not good at using knives, but it's not difficult to kill you." ”

Frank Lampard and Jimmy glanced at each other, the two jailers looked really embarrassed, but they couldn't laugh, Maylis's appearance broke their conventional perception - a knight with a vindictive spirit has a crushing advantage over ordinary people.

"My lord, if we admit defeat and continue to fight, we are not your opponent. Lampard spat the blood from his mouth on the ground and said with some slurred words: "My lord, the guards on the tenth floor above are far more powerful than us, and I hope you and your companions can pass." ”

"Lord Maylis, it's not impossible to give up your companions when necessary. Jimmy suddenly took over the conversation: "Even if we jailers don't know the specific configuration of each layer of prison, the existence of Valsas Prison claiming that it is impossible to escape from prison must be justified, my lord, you have lost your fighting spirit, and with so many people, it is impossible to escape." ”

Broncarin and the others, who were behind Maylis, also changed their faces when they heard this, but what the two jailers said was also the truth.

"I'm not going to leave my partner behind. Maylis stretched out a hand: "Lend me the scabbard, no one is in prison, it doesn't mean that there will be no one in the future, even if this name is loud again, there is no absolute in everything." ”

Inserting her saber into her scabbard, Maylis used the jailer's key to open the iron fence behind her, and a spiraling staircase appeared in front of them.

"My lord, you must make it to get out, although we don't know why you were caught in prison, but if it were Lord Maylis, the Purple Star Knight, you would definitely be able to do it. 'Frank Lampard gave Brown his weapon, and it's better to have more weapons than to be bare-handed.

Maylis nodded to the two Westhale soldiers, and stepped up the steps—

"Buzz!"

At the moment when one of Maylis's feet just landed on the steps, the armband on Maylis's arm suddenly let out a crisp buzz, and a purple halo rose up from the armband, and it began to tremble slightly.

Maylis's eyes widened suddenly, and from her right hand, which was armbanded, came a piercing pain, as if someone had cut her muscles with a knife, and Maylis fell to one knee on the steps, clutching her right arm and gasping for breath.

"My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Maylis's sudden reaction surprised everyone present, and Bron rushed forward to help Maylis up, but when Bron also stepped up the steps, the same thing happened again.

The pain lasted for more than a minute, and just as Maylis couldn't bear the pain and snorted, the sharp pain slowly subsided like a tide.

Maylis gasped for air, the sweat on her forehead dripping down her cheeks and down the steps, immediately slowly turning into a layer of frost under the effect of the temperature.

"There's a curse like this in this armband. Maylis whispered, "Every time you go up, the pain of this armband should be deeper." If I'm not mistaken, the origin of the curse should be on the first layer. ”

Meliss, who had just fought with the two jailers and didn't consume much physical strength, actually felt a trace of exhaustion mentally at this moment.

Maylis gritted her teeth, her eyes becoming firm again, even if there was a dark end to hell in front of her, she would keep going!