Following the rat and walking in the prison area in front of him, Sululu carefully observed his surroundings as he walked.

Whether it's the street under your feet, or the buildings on either side of the street, it seems to be real.

Sululu couldn't help but recall that when he looked at it from the outside, the entire prison area was actually not that big.

From this point of view, Sululu can basically determine that the vast prison area in front of him should be mechanically shaped by the huge magic energy of the prison.

Being able to shape an independent and real space world shows that the prison is at least a craftsman-level magic machine.

Even judging from the age of the prison's construction, it is very likely that it was built by the great craftsman who founded the republic in the first place.

Then it may be a magic energy machine that surpasses the master level, which is an extremely mysterious and powerful field.

There are three of the most famous machines in the Republic that still exist and are built under the supervision of the great craftsmen themselves.

Two of them are the capitals of the eastern and western continents of the Republic, and one is the cathedral of the Holy See in the Dawning Mountains.

The giant magic energy machines built by the three great craftsmen themselves all possess very terrifying powers, and being in them is equivalent to returning to the world of the Dharma Age.

Thinking of this, a thought popped into Sululu's mind: Could it be that the prison area in front of him is also in an independent legal era?

Suluru opened his mouth and asked the nezumi who led the way, "Hey, do you have a mage here?"

The nezumi suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Sululu in some disbelief, and asked strangely: "Don't you really know that the prisoners imprisoned here are almost all magicians, powerful magicians, who usually gather on those magic towers in the prison area, and they have very terrifying powers. ”

Hearing the nezumi mention the Magic Tower, Suluru suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

Through the dense fog that filled the prison area, you could still faintly see the black iron towers that towered all over the prison area.

Sululu then asked the nezumi, "So, are there any knights in the ward?"

The nezumi stopped again and looked at Sululu incredulously: "Honorable lord, are you joking?

Hearing this, Sululu immediately laughed and continued to ask, "Is this what you think, or do all the prisoners here think so?"

The nezumi asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong?" It is said that the person guarding this prison is a knight. ”

Hearing the rat man's words, Sululu was even more convinced that the prison areas shaped by the mechanical prison should be a world of independent legal eras.

Here, it is in the age of the Fa, and all the Fa can be performed with energy and spells.

But in fact, the exercise of these laws depends on the huge magic power of the prison.

The operation of machinery shapes the world of law, gives the world a kind of rules of the law era, and makes it possible to exercise the law.

Suluru's arm stretched out violently, and the machine quickly unfolded on the arm, and the mechanical fist instantly covered his entire arm.

Sensing that the machinery was still functioning, Suluru could be sure that the prison was not enclosed.

But come to think of it, even though the prison is a huge machine, it is impossible to interfere with the operation of other independent machines.

Convinced that the machines could work, Sululu was even more confident, even if he went into those magical towers alone and met those so-called magicians.

Walking through the calm streets, the nezumi suddenly stopped, staring at the oil-stained road ahead and faltering.

Sululu asked suspiciously, "Why don't you keep walking?" Could it be that this is where your prison boss is?"

The nezumi looked very helpless and turned his head and said, "My lord, we, can we stop going?"

Suluru smiled and asked, "Why?"

Hearing the words "why", the nezumi are going crazy.

In the eyes of the rat man, the guy who has just entered the prison in front of him is simply a madman.

The nezumi pointed to the oil-stained road ahead and said, "Don't you see, we're already being targeted, and it's dangerous to keep going." ”

But as soon as the nezumi finished speaking, Sululu flipped his palm and flames rose, and flames flew out of his palm.

In the blink of an eye, the rat-man saw the oil stain in front of him ignite, and the oil-stained road turned into a sea of fire.

The nezumi looked at the scourge in front of them in horror, and then looked back at Suluru.

Staring at the small flame in Suluru's palm, the nezumi said, "You, are you also a magician?"

Immediately afterward, the nezumi asked suspiciously, "But, why don't you need to recite the incantation?"

Without waiting for Suluru to respond, the nezumi suddenly said to himself: "I, I until, I heard that if a magician can see the origin of magic, he can directly cast magic without reciting a spell, so you, you must be a powerful magician who can see the origin, right?"

Sululu scoffed and said, "What can be seen in the origin, that is just a fool's talk." ”

While playing with the small flame in his hand, Sululu continued: "The so-called magic is nothing more than energy following the law and mobilizing various natural elements. ”

"As long as you can touch the law and follow the law, you will naturally be able to perform the so-called magic. ”

"Those obscure spells are actually a kind of contract, a contract with the power of the law, if you master the law, what do you need to make a contract?"

When the nezumi heard this, two eyes the size of mung beans radiated with brilliance.

Sululu even felt that in the eyes of the nezumi, he had turned into a delicious cheese.

The next moment, the rat man knelt directly in front of Suluru, kowtowed and said, "Great lord, please take me in." ”

Seeing the rat man like this, Sululu was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect the rat man to be like this.

And the nezumi continued, "Great lord, Jack is willing to follow you all his life, willing to be your servant, please ask your subordinate Jack." ”

Hearing this, Suluru came to his senses, stopped Jack the Nezumik, and said with a smile, "Are you mistaken? You should have a better choice in this prison area." ”

Jack the Nezumi continued, "No, no, great lord, in Jack's eyes, you are the only choice. ”

Sululu spread his hands helplessly: "I'm really sorry, I don't plan to take any servants in the prison area." ”

Jack was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said, "My lord, you, what you need, the situation in the prison is very complicated, you always need a guy to help you with it, don't you?" Jack is more than happy to help you do the dirty work you don't want to do. ”

Seeing that Suluru seemed unmoved, Jack the Nezumi finally couldn't help but say, "And you, my lord, will also have the allegiance of all the Nezumi in the prison area." ”

I have to say that Jack's last sentence made Sululu a little moved.

Considering the complex environment in the prison area, it would indeed look good to get the allegiance of a large number of rat people.

Just as Sululu was about to promise Jack, suddenly an insolent laugh rang out: "Hahaha, filthy rat man, where do you get your loyalty in your cheap bones?"

At the same time as the sound came, the flames released by Suluru were instantly extinguished, and the oil stain once again spilled out from the cracks in the bricks on the ground.

"Da Da Da" accompanied the sound of footsteps, and a strong man with a heavy hammer and covered in oil appeared, blocking Suluru's way.