9. Black Prison
The Black Prison, one of the most famous places of death in the central region of the entire El Continent, its appearance can be traced back to more than forty years ago during the Northern Campaign, at the beginning it was only a large concentration camp established by mages to facilitate the detention of orc prisoners of war, at most it held more than 50,000 orc prisoners here, and it was prominent in the entire campaign, and later when the battle ended, most of the Black Prison was abolished, and it is said that there were mages who applied for the complete closure of the Black Prison Station that had ceased to be effective, but it was vetoed by the Supreme Gregory, the host of the Nine Towers at that timeFor more than ten years, it was used by the Demon Hunting Tower, which was gradually developed after the war. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The black prison is still the black prison of the past, but now the poor ghosts imprisoned in it are no longer the blue-faced and fanged orcs, for the wanted criminals in the middle of the continent, ******, and those murderous Jiangyang thieves, the black prison is the most real hell, it is said that in the whole twenty years, more than 30,000 people have been imprisoned in the black prison, and the lucky ones who can come out of the hell alive can be counted on both hands.
"No. 409527, you are suspected of attacking and maiming John, a low-level mage of the Council of the Nine Towers, and the facts are conclusive, and your crime is heinous...... Imprisoned on the first floor of the black prison, imprisoned for 3 months, and sentenced to the end!"
Behind the bored Eleven, there were two heavily armed protectors, and in front of him was a middle-aged man in a mage's robe, which was embroidered with the insignia of a demon hunting tower, this guy probably also played the role of an inquisitor, in short, after he said a lot of words, Eleven, who was about to fall asleep, finally ushered in his own trial, and he even cheered a little, finally no longer having to go through this complicated and stupid process.
At this moment, the simple chains he carried in his hands had long been replaced by heavy blackstone locks, and since the crime he had committed was in Sam City and its serious crime of "attacking mages", the low-level mages who were afraid that he would continue to go crazy simply added a heavier iron chain between his feet, and sent two sturdy Dharma Protectors to supervise the whole process.
Elivan seemed dismissive of the caution of these mages, and even when he was convicted and escorted to the black prison, his attention was always on the shackles of his wrists and ankles, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the heavy shackles bounced back and forth on the uneven ground, making a dull sound, Elevenn followed the expressionless jailer to his cell, and the donkey kept following him, grinning and smiling in the cells on both sides from time to time, provoking the noise of the criminals, and the Dharma Protector who followed the donkey kept tapping the iron railing with the halberd in his hand, trying to quiet the prisoners who were already on the verge of madness, but instead of making the whole wide prison quiet, it made the atmosphere even more strange, and some of the prisoners who were originally sitting in the cell were curious to gather on the railing, wanting to see who was so atmospheric and could trigger such a warm "welcome" as soon as they entered.
Eliven glanced back at the triumphant donkey, and then turned back expressionlessly and continued to walk, in order to allow this guy to follow in, Eliven had to hand over several "hearts" to the hands of the treacherous jailers, but soon those little cuties will probably run back into their pockets, and they will come back with their own kind, Eliven looked at the bulging pockets of the jailer in front of him, and thought with malice.
"Cell 13 of Ward 3, 409527, this is your home for the next three months, hehe"
Probably because of the effect of those yellow-orange-orange things, the expressionless but sinister jailer opened the door of the cell, and suddenly smiled and said to the frowning Eleven,
"For the sake of your acquaintance, we'll give you a separate room, but if I were you, I'd get on good terms with those guys in the next few days. β
After saying that, the guy used his mouth to nu Ileven's left cell, and the latter turned his head to look, and there were six or seven stout guys sitting or standing there, looking at him with a fierce look, and Eleven smiled at them, and then bent down and walked into the cell, and the donkey behind Eleven bared his teeth at the fellows.
The jailer only shook his head when he saw this, but when he locked the door, he whispered to Elivan,
"Boy, put away your arrogance, learn to bow your head in this, at least it will make your life easier, it may make you survive until three months later, and no one will think you are ashamed, this is the black prison, remember, this is hell. β
With that, he left the third area with his hands behind his back, and walked all the way back to the office located on the ground.
And after the unsightly jailer left, the six big men next door began to throw foul language at Elivan, doing some lewd movements, and even one guy even took off his pants, revealing his filthy things and gesturing at Elivan, and Elivan himself turned a blind eye to these fellows, only the donkey lying beside him screamed and provoked those fellows, looking at their angry but helpless appearance, the big eyes of the donkey flashed a trace of disdain, like a child teasing a monkey in a zoo.
What is Elivan doing?
He was still studying the heavy blackstone lock in his hand, but after such a long time of trying, he had lost confidence in cracking this big black thing, the principle of this thing was so simple that even a child could understand it, it was nothing more than using the lock to tightly lock the blackstone wristband, which did not carry a trace of magic, but it was such a simple thing, but it really stumped Eleven, although he was already a pen pal "old dish" in Regenmore He published several papers explaining the principles of modern industry, and his reputation was so great that everyone knew it, but in the face of such primitive things, all the engineering knowledge of his previous life was useless.
Elivan squatted on the ground with a wry smile, he shook his head, and then took a deep breath, rubbing the thumbs of both hands repeatedly, waiting, after finding a certain joint, Elivan gritted his teeth, his fingers were forced, "Quack", the thumb of his right hand was dislocated, and the soft step fell to the palm, which was the famous "handcuff escape" also known as "thumb dislocation" in the previous life , is a simple method often used by agents to get out of handcuffs, Elivan was a researcher in a secret base in his previous life, and naturally he was forced to learn this kind of knowledge, but he never thought that he would encounter such a problem that could not be solved with knowledge.
"Shhhhh
Eliven gasped, trembling and slowly pulled out the closed palm from the black stone lock, and then carefully pinched the dislocated thumb, pressed it hard in a certain direction, and there was a sharp pain, and cold sweat rolled out of his forehead, but this also successfully freed him from the control of the black stone lock, trembling and moving one hand, and then grabbed the huge camel bell that kept shaking and making noise under the donkey's neck, and then pulled hard, pulled the pendulum of the camel bell, and put it in the palm of his hand, which was the ring-shaped storage bag that Elivan often usedγ
"Uh..."
Elivan lit a cigarette and leaned his back against a fairly clean wall, he spit out smoke rings, his eyes were blank, and then there were two crisp clicks, and even his teeth were trembling, Elevenn finally threw the black stone lock on the ground not far away, even on that bloody night, how could he have taken the initiative to accept such a painful experience, but it was okay, those stupid mages did not use the rune chains that imprisoned mana, otherwise even if Elivan could rely on the soul energy stored in the Book of Ten Thousand Laws to forcibly break through the confinement, the huge elemental wave would have alarmed the mages on the groundγ
"Five days to go..."
Elivan pulled out his delicate pistol from the ring as he pulled out a metal box, took out a shiny metal cartridge and looked at it in front of him, then stuffed it into a six-hole nest.
"Old Hall, Pars, this time it's over, and I don't owe you anything. β
"Click"
With the crisp sound of the wheel, the bullet nest returned to its position, and Elivan also slowly stood up with the "golden years" in his mouth, spread his legs, and aimed at the position of the anklet to shoot three times.
"No matter how powerful it is, it can kill, can't it?
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On the other side of the wolf wilderness, this year's summer has been particularly difficult, the heat has almost destroyed everything that dares to wander the gray plains in this weather, but where the sun does not shine, a group of people are resting in place.
Old Hall has changed his usual habit of wearing a cloth robe, and now he wears a "steel suit" newly established by the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce The well-made earth dragon skin suit, the dozens of mercenary-looking guys around him are also dressed in leather armor that is gorgeous to the extreme in the eyes of ordinary mercenaries, with enchanted swords, among them, the tallest semi-barbarian leader and the five or six orthodox barbarians gathered around him are directly carrying two sledgehammers or heavy swords that are one and a half high, heavy axes, looking like warriors who came out of ancient barbarian mythology.
But what are these elite warriors gathered in this wilderness where birds don't?
"Leader Hall, we've caught a suspicious mage who has been roaming around the Wolf Wilderness, shouting when he was captured that he knew Mr. Mayne and wanted to see you!"
A wanderer who was in charge of guarding the perimeter of the camp suddenly appeared beside Old Hall, who looked down and thought, startling the latter, but when he heard the news from the wanderer's mouth, Old Hall's eyebrows raised,
"Bring him here, no, I'll go straight over, and you can call Khufu by the way. β
"Yes!"
When Old Hall and Khufu shielded everyone and walked into the tent, they saw Gandalf in the dust and dust grabbing a chicken leg and munching on it, and there were two or three chicken bones on the table next to him.
"Hello, little mage, I heard that you have news for us!"
Old Hall showed the peaceful smile of the merchant as if his face had changed, but this was very inconsistent with his current clothes, but Gandalf couldn't help but relax his vigilance when he saw this smile, he seemed to be a little shy, but as if he was fighting against something invisible, in short, he twisted and told Old Hall and Khufu what Elivan told him.
"Monsieur Mayne told me to stay in the wolf wilderness for three days, and if you haven't arrived, go straight to Bordeaux to look for the gold-encrusted roses, and today is the second day, but Monsieur Mayne also told me that he will do it in three days, so that you can be ready to take it, and I don't know what it is. β
Gandalf said as he stole a glance at the runes on half of Khufu's face with his eyes, he always felt that he seemed to have seen these strange patterns in some places, but he just couldn't remember, thinking of this, Gandalf couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what Mr. Mayne said was really right, only when he really got out of that small world did he know his ignorance, it seems that he still has a long way to go in the future.
And Old Hall and Khufu glanced at each other, and both saw the anxiety in each other's eyes, Old Hall coughed lightly, and said to Khufu,
"Khufu, you find two clever warriors to escort Master Gandalf to Bordeaux City, and by the way, tell Miss Wendy that this is Master Mayne's honored guest, and ask her to entertain Master Gandalf well, and tell Wendy that I will personally hand over the things she brought to Mayne, so that she should not worry. β
Khufu nodded and bent out of the tent, while Gandalf blushed a little and said,
"Mr. Hall, don't you really need my help? at least I'm a mage, so I can help you a little. β
He carefully hid the word apprentice, but Hale smiled heartily and patted Gandalf on the shoulder,
"No, Mr. Gandalf, you have done enough for the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce, you will henceforth be the most distinguished guest of the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce, and now all you have to do is rest and wait for the news of our triumphant return in the superior room studded with gold roses. β
Gandalf was stunned, but then nodded, being good is his most significant advantage, not to mention that at this moment, this guy is still scratching like a cat's claw, a whole set of magic books, this temptation is simply too great.
After calming Gandalf, Old Hall walked out of the tent with a smile on his face, but the moment he saw the sun, all smiles disappeared from his face in an instant, and Old Hall seemed to have changed back to the bloodthirsty man on the battlefield of the Northern Campaign, his eyes were full of gloom and looked in the direction of Sam City, squinting his eyes with a chilling killing intent.
"Black Prison! Hmph! Damn the Nine Towers slut, very good, let Sam's blood and fire make the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce the starting point of the continent. β