"Tick, tick"

The hands of the brass pocket watch kept turning all the time, and Old Holm and a few other bigwigs rolled up their sleeves and carefully carried one palm-sized magic crystal after another, these magic crystals without exception were engraved with some dense runes on the surface, which looked gorgeous and abnormal, and the most trusted subordinates of those bigwigs were guarding the side, and the rest of the prisoners were standing farther away with all kinds of weapons prepared. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's not that they can't find people to do these things, the main thing is that Old Holm and several other bosses can't trust their own guys whose brains are full of muscles, plus after Lao Cai's explanation, they understand how powerful these things in their hands are, so they are more willing to follow Lao Cai to do it once, which is equivalent to one more life-saving craft in the future.

Since these guys want to learn, Elivan won't hide his secrets, after all, it's not such a clever thing, the only thing that matters is that blasting magic crystals is more difficult to do, but as long as you understand the principle, you can make a lot by hand by finding an old enchanted worker, it's just a little more dangerous.

Eleven, on the other hand, stood in front of the black iron gate that was four or five people high, and he had just taken out some gray-white things from his storage ring that resembled the soft mud of his previous life, which was a unique alchemical product of this world-swamp mud paste, a kind of adhesive made from the skin of the swamp beast and some other raw materials, once formed, it would soon become as strong as hardwood, and the hardness of the finest mud paste was comparable to steel.

"You see, these things are actually equivalent to a bomb that dies with everyone else, don't you know what a bomb is? Well, after you get out, you can send someone to the dwarf merchant in Regenmore to buy some, in short, if you want to make the most powerful thing in your hand, you need to follow a certain method, look at this figure!"

Elivan pressed the largest magic crystal into a ball of mud, and then put the paste in the middle of the black iron gate near the outer iron lock, and then picked up several other mud paste magic crystals that had been concocted by the big guys, and pasted them around the big magic crystal one by one, like a radioactive pattern, which looked like a different kind of beauty.

"This gate was originally made to hold those powerful orc captives, using the best black iron, invited to Regenmoore's engineering masters, I believe you all carefully observed when you came in, this gate itself is not unusual, but the three sophisticated iron locks of the outer gate have their own keys, separated in the hands of the three highest-ranking wardens, and can only be opened from the outside, so we have no way inside the prison, unless you can find a sword master or magister who does not have the ability to be locked, but obviously we don't have such a high-end profession here, but don't despair, but they actually made a very serious mistake!"

Elivan stretched out a finger and shook it in front of everyone's eyes, with a mysterious smile, and at the same time concocted the second large magic crystal on the position corresponding to the second iron lock on the outside, and pasted a few mud magic crystals on the periphery, and then clapped his hands and said to the big guys who were looking at him,

"No matter how delicate the three iron locks are, no matter how difficult they are to open, they can't escape a problem, they are always fixed to the door by levers and rivets and other messy things, even if the demon hunter tower mages of the past generations will regularly reinforce the three iron locks, there is no way to change this fact, maybe these measures are incomprehensible to those simple-minded orcs, but the dwarf masters of Regendon Moore have long proved that anything fixed to other objects will fall off as long as it is subjected to violent vibrations, the only problem is that the vibrations we create are not large enough！”

After a pause, Elevenn played with the pistol in his hand and stuffed the large magic crystal in his other hand into Old Home's hand,

"I've marked the location of the last iron lock, you can do it yourself!"

After speaking, ignoring Old Home's desire to speak and stop, he whistled and whispered to the four big guys standing in front of him,

"Look, I've put the keys to freedom in your hands!

"Phew!

A few minutes later, Scar, another big man who looked to have the same savage blood as Khufu, lifted the bucket of swamp plaster and strode towards the gate, shouting as he went,

"Lao Tzu risked this life to make a way for his children to live, Home, do you dare to join Lao Tzu?"

As soon as he finished saying this, the guards who were moved by Scar's words snapped and half-knelt on the ground, as if they didn't see the trembling hands of their arrogant boss, and Old Holm and the others also squinted at the look of the group of people behind them, and then pretended to spit out a mouthful of saliva, rolled up their sleeves and walked to the door, trembling and learning from Elivan's appearance and starting to make the simplest group blasting array.

It is said that it is a diagram array, in fact, it is just a small improvement in focusing the power of the explosion on one point, compared to the directional blasting technology of those dozens of floors in the previous life, Elivan's small means can't even go up to the table, even in the mechanical city of Regenmore, which is highly developed in engineering, there is already a primary directional blasting technology, which is far more sophisticated than Elivan's current use, but in the middle of the continent where there is less contact with explosives, his knowledge is scorpion - unique!

When the sweaty guys returned, Elevenn threw them a few cigarettes, and then took his pocket watch and said leisurely,

"It takes half an hour for the swamp plaster to be fully formed, and at that time it was also the time when the guards changed shifts, if Lady Luck was on our side, a few people might not be able to die and rush out, I will first say the ugly things in front, and those who are willing to go with me after going out must completely obey my orders, and if they don't want to go with me, they will fend for themselves, and now Sam City is preparing for the Midsummer Festival, if we can't escape at this time, don't think about it at other times. ”

Looking at the few leaders smoking silently and not speaking, Elivan shrugged his shoulders indifferently, people are always conceited, especially in this kind of life-threatening matter, he can actually kill the four people in front of him, but first, it may cause the revolt of those diehards, and secondly, he is not willing to waste too much time, anyway, he just needs to take Pars to the city gate safely, old Hall does things, Elevenn has always been very relieved.

Thinking of this, he felt that he didn't need to pull some more business for the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce, after all, it now seemed that Bordeaux City would eventually become a back road for himself, so as his umbrella in Bordeaux City, the more prosperous the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce became, the safer he would be when he stayed there.

But in the end, Elivin still shook his head, it is better not to touch some sensitive business at this stage.

Before this imminent moment, everyone had basically no intention of talking, so even if there were almost 300 people standing in the narrow space (plus the survivors of the first and second districts), the overall atmosphere was very dull, and even the donkey, who had always liked to bark, felt the heaviness and obediently stayed behind Elivan, stealing a melon stick from the table next to him from time to time to eat.

The waiting time was the hardest, Old Holm kept playing with the sharp blade in his hand, like a professional assassin or thief, while the semi-barbarian boss named Scar kept walking back and forth in the small space, as if he was also suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, and the other two bigwigs, Dax and Cliff, were extremely in line with that kind of "darkness" They covered each other with black robes, and their expressions could not be seen clearly with the hoods deliberately lowered, but Elivan could also see from the feet of the two people who were constantly moving, and these two people were also very depressed now.

"Alright, it's time!"

Elivan looked at his pocket watch one last time, then threw half of the melon strip in his hand in the direction of the donkey, drew the pistol on his waist with one hand, and after a few rounds between his fingers, he snorted at the four bosses standing beside him,

"Stand back! Don't get your head smashed by the debris that will fly out in a moment. ”

A few people obediently took a few steps back, in this case, it is better to listen to professionals, especially when professionals are much better than themselves in all aspects of realization.

Elivan didn't shoot immediately, he pinched the half cigarette in his mouth with one hand, took a hard puff, and then threw the cigarette butt into the air, at the moment when the flashing cigarette butt jumped, pop, three ordinary metal fixed ammunition followed Elivan's will, flew out of the muzzle, and hit the three big magic crystals along a straight line along the straight line, the sharp warhead pierced the stable magic circle on the surface of the big magic crystal at the moment of contact, and the terrifying energy that could not be suppressed in the meridian found the vent, and in a ten-thousandth of a second, the magic crystal skin was blown to pieces, and the power that burst out hit the black iron door behind itAt the same time, the fragments of the magic crystals that flew out in all directions and the fugitive furious energy also cut through several other magic crystals that were attached to the surface of the small magic crystals around the big magic crystals in the form of satellites, so after the initial explosion, the second violent explosion struck again, and the energy that was folded together spread wantonly along the space deliberately set aside by Elivan before, and every moment there was energy and energy collision, and then annihilation, and every moment there was a violent power transmitted along the thick black iron to the outer space, so in the frightened eyes of the jailer and the Dharma Protector who had just finished changing shiftsThe three thick and precise black iron locks of the giant gate from top to bottom were twisted and deformed one by one by the sudden violent "shock", each vibration would make the three things more ugly, and finally even fell off directly, and the smallest of them even flew out dozens of meters away, smashing the head of an unlucky low-level mage and breaking the blood.

The distorted energy distorted the fine latches and levers on the outer door, and the whole exterior was like a rain of parts, and the ground near the gate was shaking, and the harsh sound made some apprentices even cover their ears and kneel on the ground, and more importantly, the powerful guards who were clinging to the gate guard were shocked out by the huge energy when the first energy burst out, and three of them landed smoothly, and the whole body was like a soft water bag, and blood kept flowing out of their mouths, ears, nostrils, and even eyes, but they couldn't survive when they saw it, and the last one flew the farthest, and visually landed in four different places.

"END... It's over!!"

The sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked warden who had taken Eliven to the Black Prison at the beginning was lucky, this guy was ready to leave the Black Prison to rest at the time of the explosion, but when he saw that the black iron gate, which had been considered impregnable, twisted and blown out of a concave shape and was about to be pushed open, this guy stood in a daze, he looked back blankly at his colleagues who were crying or trying to save their companions, and then looked at the short sword on his waist that had not been sharpened for months, he didn't understand why Sam, the safest mage city on the mainland, would encounter such a thing, and what nextWhat's next?

The violent explosion not only caused chaos on the outside, in fact, the dirt buns in the black prison had never seen such a terrible scene, if it weren't for the boss's guards struggling to suppress it, this group of idiots who were so frightened by the explosion that they were about to pee their pants would have collapsed without waiting for the guards to come.

And Elevenn put down the hand covering his nose, looked at the two black iron gates in front of him that had been twisted and distorted, pulled down his mask slightly, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he glanced back at the chaotic ugliness of the prisoners, smiled and whistled at several gloomy big guys, and then strode to the door, put his hands on it, and pulled hard, and in an instant, the dazzling light shone into the dark black prison layer from the outside.

The crying prisoners also froze there when they saw this, and some of them raised their heads directly to look at the harsh sun, and then they cried and rolled on the ground with their eyes covered, while the more experienced ones covered their eyes and carefully looked at the warm sunshine, the clear blue sky and the beautiful clouds that they had not seen for years or even decades.

The middle-aged man who had been mixing in the crowd was even more closed with his eyes closed, his hands folded and praying in a low voice, no one heard his prayers, but his behavior reminded more people, the people with faith have loudly and sincerely thanked the gods they believe in, and those who have no faith are half-kneeling on the ground Brabra thanked all the gods he knew, and the most surprising thing is Old Home, this old guy who can be blown down when the wind blows, and the old guy who has always been a murderer without blinking an eye actually knelt on the ground and kissed the earth with tears in his eyes, not caring about the dirty ground at all。

"That's... I'll go first!"

When Elivan saw this scene, he was silent and didn't speak, but when he saw the low-level mages who had reacted coming in a steady stream, he turned around and shouted to the few bigwigs who were there, and when he turned around, he threw out two large fireballs that had just been strengthened, and the low-level mages and apprentices who had to chant for a long time to cast every spell wanted to escape.

"Mage! There is a full-fledged mage on the other side! Request for support! Quick!"

"The Black Prison has been attacked, and those idiots are trying to kill us all!

"I'm going to die... Help! Help! Mom!"

When the prisoners walked out of the door that seemed to never open, but now it could only become a pile of tattered black iron gates waiting to be recovered, what they saw was not a neat team of demon hunters battle mages, nor a group of noble soldiers with battle flags, but a group of low-level mages who lost their armor and cried for mercy and those who had no will to fight and only cared about saving their lives, these prisoners who already had some habits of bullying the weak and fearing the hard suddenly became majestic.

"Cut them!"

"Hack these bastards!"

"Burn this place!"

The prisoners didn't wait for their bosses to speak, almost spontaneously rushed towards the guys who seemed to be easy to bully, and several of the bigwigs looked at each other, and walked towards the office of the black prison management department with their guards, and the tallest Scar and his guards blocked the door of the office door, wantonly slaughtering everyone who wanted to rush into the office, these old bandits naturally knew what the most important thing would be.

After a cold arrow pierced the mana shield of the low-level mage in front of him who was trembling and trying to attack him with his staff and his head, Elivan yawned and sat down on the ground boredly, and beside him lay dozens of guys in mage robes, he had no grudges against them, and he didn't care if they could live, but the shiny nine towers on the chests of the dead obviously angered him, in short, this was a slaughter-like battle, skilled to the extreme, almost instinctive mana model sketching time was surprisingly short, so the almost instantaneous fireballs and ice could always destroy the enemy's body or life firstElevenn spread his hands, he felt that he urgently needed an evenly matched opponent now, not these garbage chopping melons and vegetables.

Maybe it's time to go to the nightmare he remembers, the guy who claims to be the Blood Thorn, the mage of the Shadow Tower with terrifying swordsmanship, that is only the third-ranked low-level mage of the Shadow Tower, and there are countless high-level mages who have graduated from it, and the Shadow Tower Tower Master who can pinch him to death with one hand, there are nine of the same strong people here! Not to mention the real elite mage troops under their command.

"It's so desperate to think about!"

Eliven looked up at the sky, not far from the mountain peak was the nine magical towers that seemed to him like a mountain that could never be climbed, he took a deep breath, and then clenched his fist, he could feel the power coming from it, he didn't know if he could win the upcoming battle of revenge, and he didn't know if he could spare his life in the face of the blood-colored rappier that even those war veterans couldn't dodge, but he had to do it, he had to face it.

"Come on, then!"

He stood up, the revenge of the prisoners not far behind him was nearing the end, there were not a single one alive in the present, the smell of blood was as strong as the hunting ground left by hungry beasts, those prisoners were wearing the armor they had stolen from the hands of the Dharma Protectors, and they were holding the same looted weapons in their hands, ironically, these well-made weapons were probably the first time they had seen blood today, the blood of their original owners.

Looking at the four big men in leather armor who had just changed into leather armor walking towards him, Eliven knew that there would always be people who would leave, but there would also be people who would be willing to go with him and try to hold on to a life, but it was nothing, he never expected this group of rabble to accomplish anything, saying that they were bait was a bit of a lift, perhaps, these nearly three hundred lives were just cannon fodder for exploring the way and paralyzing the enemy in Eleven's eyes, sometimes life is so cheap, but no matter what, for Elivan, who was determined to embark on the road of revenge since he survived, he had long been used to it。