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"Why didn't you hear that bastard screaming in his cell?" said Steve, curiously, "That voice is the most beautiful melody in the world to me." ”

"Maybe he's tired!" his subordinates couldn't help laughing: "He's been locked up for so many days, and he hasn't even eaten a drop of water." ”

"He deserves it!" Steve nodded gloatingly, "I don't understand why Clauvis didn't just kill him, do you really have to wait until the master himself comes to pronounce the sentence?"

After all, this is Sandru's territory, and he must convince those people that he is not a fake tiger and a false decree. ”

"Then let him stay locked up, and hopefully he will survive until that day!" Steve spat indignantly, "As for you, go to the wilderness if you're okay! Get me back those roaming zombie ghosts, and now we can only rely on them to replenish our troops!"

Several ghost horses galloped into the station. The passengers on the horse turned over and dismounted, and hurried towards the crowd.

"General Steve!" one of the leaders handed him a letterhead: "We have come to carry out the orders of Commander Clauvis, please cooperate!"

That's right, the wax seal of the letterhead is stamped with the unique stamp of the Ring of Death. Steve opened the letterhead and looked at it with joy: "This is long overdue! Brothers, come with me to kill that hateful bastard right now!"

"Great!" the man who had eaten the loss of the Sandru immediately cheered.

The group couldn't wait to walk towards the prison, and some people even pulled out axes and blades as they walked.

"You're from the front, is everything okay there?" Steve asked.

"It's not good!" The man shook his head: "Catherine and Eledrid are two sluts, they are very ghostly, and they set up a few ambushes for us as soon as they came!

Steve shut up. Under the Castle of Iron Fist, following the earth-shattering explosion, Catherine led thousands of Iron Horsemen to rush out of the castle at once, smashing his flanks to pieces!

"That slut is really powerful!" Steve said with trepidation, "I haven't seen a woman who can fight so much!"

"I really don't understand, can such a fierce woman get married?" someone couldn't help but start questioning.

"Yes, Toth and Roland dare to marry her, do they like to be beaten?"

"That slut has the artifact of the Angel Alliance, which makes her incredibly powerful! Perhaps only Sandru's cursed armor and the Ghost King's cloak can suppress that divine weapon...... Speaking of Roland, Commander Crowis asks you to keep an eye on him! He has been missing for a long time, and the Commander thinks he must be plotting some major conspiracy!"

Steve kind of understood, the feeling was that Clauis had suffered Catherine's losses several times, and he was worried about Sandru's two rare pieces of equipment, so he sent someone to take Sandru's life and possess his artifact by the way.

The guard of the prison nodded and opened the iron door of the dungeon. A strong fishy and musty smell immediately hit the face.

As his gaze gradually adjusted to the darkness of the prison, Steve suddenly exclaimed, "Where did he go?"

The guard was startled: "He should still be inside, right? give us 10,000 guts and don't dare to let him go!"

"Take a good look!" Steve Tengteng walked to the edge of the cage and said angrily: "There is not a ghost shadow in it! As for this person......" Steve lifted the body of a person who was paralyzed outside the cage: "I dare to guarantee that he is definitely not Sandru!"

No one knows if this man is Sandru or not, because the whole skin of this man has been peeled off alive!

"Tell me what's going on!" Steve roared as he grabbed the guard by the collar.

"Lord Sandru's servant is coming...... Come to us and ask us to let him in and have a look, so that he may do his duty as a guard......"

"You ...... How much good did he give you, you greedy villains?" Steve's eyes darkened with anger: "Tell me how long he's been out?!"

"Yes...... It was the middle of the night last night...... This cage is so strong that no one can get out without a key, so ......"

"Damn, he's not an ordinary man, he's Sandru!" Steve put the guard on the stone wall, and the cell immediately burst into a rain of blood: "Break all the remaining guards into pieces, and chase them immediately!"

Everyone rushed out of the prison.

"General Steve, it looks like you've messed up on this! How do you ask me to get back to Commander Clauvis?!"

"Don't worry, I'll get him back!" Steve couldn't hold any longer! he galloped faster than the horse! He snatched the reins from the stable's hand and whistled away with a large group of men.

Sandru, who escaped from prison, panicked in the mountains and mountains, panicking like a lost dog.

He has been studying teleportation since last year when he suffered the first defeat in history from his teacher Eric and the elven shaman Somla Dimension Gate magic. However, this kind of advanced magic is not something that can be comprehended in a short time, and there are only corresponding records in the magic books, but there is no more explanation.

After studying for a long time, Sandru didn't figure it out in the end, but he inadvertently learned to change shapes, and his body can turn into a black mist, passing through pinhole-sized obstacles like an octopus. However, he still had to use magical potions.

When he got out of the cage, he tore off the face of the loyal chief of the guard, carefully applied it to his face, and finally made his way out of the prison.

As for the poor chief of the guard, Sandru didn't bother to care about his life or death, a lowly little man who had always been a victim of all kinds of tricks. As soon as he regained his freedom, the face that had made great contributions was immediately left behind him!

Thirsty to grab a handful of water from the rushing mountain stream, hungry jungle with colorful berries everywhere. He didn't bother to tell whether the fruit was cherry or mulberry, but grabbed it and stuffed it in his mouth.

When his strength gradually recovered, he stood alone on the hill, looking at the vast land around him.

"Where is this, and where am I going?"

Does that matter?" Sandru said with a wry smile. In the huge world, I am afraid that there is not an inch of land for him to gain a foothold now!

Humans, dwarves, witches, wildlings, and elves will never let themselves go, they have teamed up once, and their behavior is so despicable that they are almost lost as heroes!

The undead can't stay any longer, maybe they've already started to send people to chase them around!

What about the demons? You can't go there! Fiona must have hated himself so much that he wanted to chew his bones right away!

Will Moriel take me in, will she betray me to Blerion, the god of death?

At the thought of death, Sandru immediately felt creepy.

So far, no one in the world has escaped his pursuit, and he has never been soft on those who betray him!

It stands to reason that he should have already appeared in Dia! With his powerful mana, he didn't even need to do it himself, he could take someone's life with his mind alone!

Why hasn't he made a move yet? Sandru couldn't figure it out.

I have to find a secret place and try to resurrect my family! I owe them what I owe them, and if I deserve to die, they are absolutely innocent...... Sandru sighed faintly.

At the thought of this, Sandru's heart ached faintly. He walked aimlessly through the forest along the Dia border.

The border strip between Dia and Erathia is undefended. The two nations have historically been allies in support of each other, and there has only been a rift since Kendall became king.

As the sun began to fade behind the mountain, he noticed smoke rising from the dense forest ahead. This filled his heart with joy and made him feel inexplicably nervous.

It is a peaceful village. Perhaps it is a group of world-weary people who have left the chaotic and complicated place of the past and come to this dense forest to live a simple life of slash-and-burn farming.

On a verdant hillside, a little boy of five or six years old is trying to drive a herd of black goats together, while a woman at the foot of the hill is shouting: "Raphael, Elmadi, come home for dinner!"

"Elmadi, can you stop collecting wildflowers and chasing butterflies?" the little boy began to shout around.

"Here, Brother Raphael!" came the crunchy voice of a little girl among the flowers.

It was a small, big-eyed girl with blond hair covered in petals and pollen, attracting a swarm of butterflies and bees to flutter around her.

She also had a large handful of flowers in her hand. However, when she suddenly saw the man in black in front of her, she immediately opened her mouth in horror, and the flowers in her hand fell to the ground.

"This little girl is so beautiful!" Sandru looked at her with satisfaction, and exclaimed in his heart, "It's a pity that she has a pair of pointed ears...... Strange, how could the elves live here?"

"Don't touch my sister!" the little boy saw the man in black and immediately rushed over, still holding a sword in his hand, but unfortunately it was made of wood.

As soon as the little boy with pointed ears saw Sandru, he immediately grabbed Elmadie's cold little hand and stepped back with a frightened face.

"Strange, do they know me?" Sandru was curious. He quickly recalled in his mind, and suddenly grinned: "I didn't expect to meet you! Abigail is your father, is he okay?"

"Stay away from us!" little Raphael used his body to protect little Elmadi, the wooden sword raised, but the tip of the sword trembled slightly.

"You can't beat us, we have a lot of them!" Little Elmadie also shouted, "Get out of here, get out of our village!"

The woman also ran up the hill, and when she saw Sandru, she immediately exclaimed, "It's you...... Sandru!"

Sandru did not answer. He was looking critically at Mrs. Abigail, who was handsome. Alas, everything is good, but the pointed ears are a little dissatisfied.

"Get out of my boys!' or I'll be shouting!" said Mrs. Abigail, nervously keeping the children behind her back, like an alert hen protecting her chicks under her wing.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Abigail, but we may be one family in the future!" Sandru struck like a ghost, and the woman and the children immediately fell to the ground.