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The point of light gradually turned into a circle of light, brighter and brighter, and the vague memories of the past gradually spread.

Liuchen felt his consciousness slowly recover, and slowly opened his eyes.

Vision still doesn't seem to be fully restored, and everything in front of you seems to be blocked by a thin membrane that gradually disappears, and the surrounding situation becomes clearer.

Liuchen vaguely remembered that he seemed to have used the Fallen Thunder Hammer to kill the White Tree King, but the next thing was a little blurry, and the only thing that was more impressive was that before he lost consciousness, he seemed to see a bald head and lifted himself from the ground.

And this bald head is obviously the person sitting in front of him with a serious face at this time.

"I ...... Where is this?" Liuchen tried to rub his temples, but found that it was not easy for him to make this movement.

It turned out that his hands were cuffed and bound by a chain.

He found himself sitting in a dimly lit room, and the circle of light that had appeared in front of him in the haze was actually the bald head that was blinded by the incandescent lamp.

Now, the bald man was sitting across from him, the golden warsong badge on his chest shining brightly.

"This is the interrogation room, my name is Hurricane, and the one behind me is the captain of the dungeon team. Hurricane said.

Flowing Dust still felt a little dizzy, especially after being introduced by Tempest.

"Sir, what's wrong with me, why am I being interrogated, and what about my companions?"

Although the wind looked fierce and vicious, and a little too serious to accept, his voice was soft:

"Your companions are fine, they have been sent back to Warsong Fortress safely, I brought you here to ask you a few questions, you have to answer truthfully, and when you are done, I will take you back. But if you lie to me...... You might die!"

The sound of the wind was calm, but it was unequivocal.

Liuchen looked at his hands and feet, they were already bound by strong magical shackles, obviously being treated as prisoners, although he was very annoyed in his heart, he still suppressed his anger and replied:

"You ask, but I don't know what I've done wrong!"

"Okay, then the first question, you defeated the White Cypress King, a near-A-rank demonic beast, right?" asked Tempest in a deep voice.

"Yes, didn't you drive it to our team?

"Well, the second question, you used the power of the demon clan to summon a very powerful weapon, how did you do that?" Wind's eyes stared at the flowing dust, which made him a little scared.

Liuchen thought for a while, but soon his reason had already given him the answer, the man in front of him was definitely not a bluff, if he dared to lie, then the other party might even really kill him.

"I learned a spell in a magic book called 'Surprise Summoning', which can summon an artifact or magic weapon by consuming a lot of mana. This result is random, and when I was fighting the White King, I accidentally summoned the Dark Thunder King's Fallen Thunder Hammer. ”

"Huh, spells that can summon artifacts or magic weapons?" the dungeon captain on the side was dumbfounded.

There was a slight surprise on Wind's face, but the expression was fleeting, and he continued to ask in his usual indifferent tone:

"Okay, if you know this kind of magic, even if you summon that fallen thunder hammer, but the magic weapon can only be used by people from the Demon Beasts and Demon Clans, why can you use it?"

In fact, the question asked by the wind was not only what he wanted to ask, but also Liuchen himself, he had summoned magic weapons many times before, I don't know why, only this time he could control it.

"I also think it's strange that I've summoned a few magic weapons before, but they can't be used, and I've even been affected by the negative effects of magic weapons. This time, however, I was able to hold the weapon in my right hand, and it was a bit difficult to use, but I was able to handle it. I think it has something to do with my right hand now, right?" said Dusty truthfully.

Tempest looked at his right hand, which was still wrinkled, and looked like the hands of an old lady in her seventies and eighties, with several sharp nails that had been broken in battle, and looked much weaker than the other.

"How did you get your hands?" asked Blizzle.

Liuchen gave a general account of what happened to him in the Black Cave on Meteor Street, and also briefly talked about the situation he encountered when he escaped from the Black Cave for the first time, and the final fate of the monster wearing the helmet.

After listening to Liuchen's story, the wind was silent for a moment, and continued to ask:

"And where is the magic book you got from the monster's dwelling?"

"It's in my backpack!" Dusty thought they had already checked their backpack and had already found the pit daddy's magic book.

Swift Wind tilted his head slightly and looked at the dungeon captain behind him, who shook his head and said:

"No, I've checked it before, not in his backpack, and although all the other Meteor Street kids have found magic books in their bags, there are no magic books with the annotation of Archmage Thun as he just said!"

Swift Wind turned his head and looked at the dust again, this time in a slightly harsher voice.

"You lied to me?"

Liuchen shook his head, he was even stranger than him, and at the same time, he also had a faint bad premonition in his heart, since he read that strange magic book, it seemed that he had found that his fate had not been changed because of this, and it seemed that he was still living this cursed life.

And judging from the current situation, it seems to be even worse than before.

"No, how is that possible. I'm going to take something so important with me, I can't hide it somewhere else?"

Hurricane didn't speak, just looked at him in surprise.

"I'll give you another chance, if you still dare to lie to me, then I'm sorry!"

As he spoke, Swift Wind stretched out his index finger, and a sharp spot of light appeared on his fingertip, which was as dazzling as the welding head of an electric weld.

"I didn't lie to you!" replied Liuchen in the affirmative.

The two confronted each other like this, and Liuchen still didn't understand what was going on.

For a long time, the wind seemed to believe in the flowing dust, and the point of light in his hand gradually disappeared.

He thought for a moment and said to the captain of the dungeon behind him:

"You go and double-check his package!"

"Good!" the Dungeon Captain immediately nodded in agreement.

The Warsong Legion is a relatively large mercenary army on the Black Earth Continent, their internal hierarchy is relatively strict, but there are some special departments between departments, different from the management methods of other legions or armies, the Warsong Legion is structured in the form of squads between the various departments.

Each squad has its own responsibilities and tasks, and the day-to-day affairs and management of the squad are the responsibility of the team leader. On top of each squad, they directly accept the orders and dispatch of the regiment commander and deputy commander, and the other squads, if there is no order from their superiors, are equal rights.

However, among the many squads, the Wind Squad is very special, although they are not the largest squad, they are the core of the entire Warsong Legion, and the tasks they perform are often difficult tasks that are difficult for several other squads to complete together. Because of this, they have their own privilege, the captain of the Wind Squad, Wind, who can have the same scheduling rights as the regiment commander and deputy regiment leader.

That's why the dungeon captain will accept the orders of the wind like the younger brother and obey the dispatch at will.

When the captain of the dungeon went to check the Flowing Dust backpack again, the wind asked the Flowing Dust to hand over the spell of "Strange Soldier Summoning" to him, and learned from the mouth of the Flowing Dust that the previous death of Fan Shengxue and Klin and others was also because Flowing Dust accidentally used this spell to summon a magic weapon, which caused everyone present to fall into danger, and later it was precisely because Flowing Dust lifted the spell in time that Fan Shengxue and others were out of danger.

Storm asked Dusty a lot of questions, and even asked Dusty some details about his life in Meteor Street, which made Dusty a little impatient, but he still patiently cooperated with Wind, and answered him truthfully about what he knew.

They chatted and chatted, and after about twenty minutes, the dungeon captain returned, carrying a dusty and tattered backpack. But judging by the look on his face, he certainly didn't find what Storm and Dust wanted to see.

"I still haven't found it, but I've just taken it over, and there's nothing in it!Fortunately, you Wind Squad got it back, otherwise it would have been a hassle if it had been lost!" the Dungeon Captain complained.

Swift looked at him, took the backpack, and slapped it on the table, kicking up a choking cloud of dust.

"This is your backpack, right?" asked Tempest.

"That's right, I just pressed that book to the bottom of this backpack, I can't live without it!"

Tempest didn't look at it, because he knew it didn't make sense.

"So...... Who stole this magic book?" said the Dungeon Captain.

"Unlikely, we brought this backpack back!"

Tempest's words made the Dungeon Captain immediately shut up, because if he was going to question this, it was questioning Tempest's ability.

Tempest thought for a moment, and said to Liuchen:

"Okay, I'm going to try that magic you said, just like the spell you taught me before! If it works, I can assume for a moment that what you say is true, and if it's not what you say, then I'm sorry, you'll pay for your lies!"

"Of course no problem!" Liuchen replied, he was tired of this boring interrogation, and just wanted to quickly untie the handcuffs and get out of here!

Tempest rose from his seat, and the Dungeon Captain immediately gave up his place and stood behind the Drift Dust.

The wind stretched out his hand into the air and asked the dust:

"Is this interrogation room big enough?"

"According to my previous experience, it should be enough, because the magic or artifact summoned by this magic will appear in a void hole!"

After listening to Dust's answer, Storm still didn't immediately use the "Surprise Soldier Summon", and he glanced at Dusty again, as if he was worried about what trick he would use.

"Don't worry! I'll look at him!" said the Dungeon Captain.

"No problem, you can recite the incantation!" Liuchen swore an oath.

Blastwind thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

Immediately after, he recited the spell that Flowing Dust had given him, it was very simple, and it was not awkward, and it had been completed by Flowing Dust just as he was reading it.

The incantation was quickly finished, and just when Liuchen squinted his eyes slightly, worried that the big bald head in front of him might also summon some stunned magic weapon, the accident really happened.

After the wind finished reciting the incantation, there was no movement around it, and there was no void door described by Flowing Dust, nothing happened.

The wind was stunned for a moment, and looked at the dust viciously.

"How can this be! There is nothing wrong with the spell!" Liuchen looked dazed, "If you don't believe it, you help me untie the magic shackles on my body, and when my magic power recovers, I will show you, the spell is obviously the same, how can this be!"

There was a slight bulge of green tendons on the top of the wind's head, obviously a little angry, and the dungeon captain also sighed in agreement:

"You kid is really dishonest, then there is no way!"

The wind was angry, and Sen Ran's gaze cut into Liuchen's face like a blade, and although the voice was still soft, it made people's hearts palpitate:

"It doesn't matter if you can summon the same spell or not. You've missed the opportunity I've given you, and from now on, you're not a Warsong soldier, but a prisoner! Take him away and put him in the Rock Dungeon!"

Liuchen couldn't help but be stunned, anger rose from the bottom of his heart, and he roared angrily:

"I didn't commit a crime, why are you imprisoning me?

Liuchen wanted to struggle, but the magic shackles on his body were getting tighter and tighter, and the magic power in his body could not be restored because of the shackles of magic power.

"Let's go!

The Dungeon Captain smirked scornfully, pulled Drift Dust up from his seat, and dragged him outside, dragging the magical chains he had seen in both hands.

"Let go of me! You let go of me! Why did you arrest me! I heard Fan Shengxue say that your War Song Legion is a legion that specializes in hunting demonic beasts, and I came here to avenge my brother, why did you arrest me?"

Flowing Dust roared hoarsely, but the dungeon captain's hands were so strong that Flowing Dust couldn't fight him in terms of strength, so he could only let him drag himself out.

The two tore out of the interrogation room, and the captain of the dungeon pushed the dust aside and said to the two soldiers standing in the doorway:

"Put him in the Rock Dungeon!"

"Yes!" replied the other two soldiers in unison.

Flowing Dust still tried his best to resist, but his physical strength was only that of Flowing Dust with blue cow stripes, and he couldn't even meet the entry standards of the Battle Song Legion when he was selected, so how could he fight two soldiers.

The dust was carried by the two of them and dragged deeper into this dark corridor.

By this time, Tempest had put on his cloak and walked out of the interrogation room.

"Brother Feng, what should I do now?" asked the dungeon captain, rubbing his beard.

"Shut up for a few days!" replied Hurricane.

"But...... To be honest, I've interrogated too many people, and I don't think this kid is lying just now!" said the dungeon captain.

"I know, but his right hand is very strange, it seems to have the power of the demon race, I really want to see now, under what circumstances he is angry, this power may be activated!"

"Understood. The Dungeon Captain replied.

The man in square-rimmed sunglasses at the door waited impatiently and greeted him.

"Captain, has a little ghost been interrogated for so long?"

Hurricane looked serious and muttered:

"Fengluo, in three days, find out that magic book for me!"

"Spell book, what are you looking for?" Fengluo looked surprised.