I didn't come here to save the little prince, the main purpose was to find out the hidden forces behind the fake concubine. The things she used were so weird, we don't know how many of them had been used, and how many people had been controlled by them.

I want to find out the purpose of this mysterious tribe to seize the power of the Shengyu Emperor.

If they want to control the whole world, it must be a threat to Sun City as well.

Early the next morning, the little prince ate his second 'medicinal meal', and when the sun had fully risen, he was taken to the square.

The inhabitants of the city gathered in the square, and the queen herself presided over the sacrifice.

After singing, dancing, and chanting incantations, the little prince dressed in spices was escorted to the big well behind the palace.

Wearing clothes made of plant leaves for the first time, the little prince couldn't take a step, he was afraid of walking naked, and he walked slowly.

The leaves on his body are not ordinary leaves, they are all woven from fresh spice leaves.

The large well at the back of the palace, with a diameter of ten meters, was thrown down and could not reach the edge at all.

But I believe that the depth of this well does not kill people, and it should make people lose the ability to escape.

The priest of the city followed him to the well, and she recited the words again, and muttered about it for a long time.

Then she threw a basket of bay leaves into the well, and she nodded at the strong man.

The strong men around the little prince grabbed his limbs, lifted him up, and walked towards the well, moving skillfully and neatly.

The little prince was thrown into the well, and he let out a long-pitched scream.

In the end, it fell to the ground with a snap, and suddenly there was no sound.

The people on the well listened to the movement of the well, the little prince was silent, and another voice came up from below.

It was a dull roar, accompanied by the sound of bells.

The priest smiled with satisfaction and beckoned the strong man to leave.

I don't care about the little prince, he can't die.

I'm going to go back to the docks and control someone to come back and help me be my 'ears'.

Last night I had overheard the conversation between the queen and the maidservants, and they spoke in the native language, and I could not understand a word.

The crew escorting the little prince speaks the common language of Shikoku, and I want to capture one of them and act as an interpreter for me.

The little prince doesn't know the language here, so let him stay at the bottom of the well for a while.

The accident happened when I was on my way to the docks when a sudden earth-shattering horn sounded in the direction of Stone Town.

The guards at the docks all rushed to Stone Town, including the crew who knew the common language.

Their panic was mixed with fear, and in their hearts, they didn't want to go to help.

I thought it would be better to save the little prince first, so I followed them back to Stone Town.

Because looking at their appearance, there is a lot of trouble in Stone Town.

Don't be a natural disaster or fire, water and fire are ruthless, and the little prince is not absolutely safe at the bottom of the well.

Stone City shouted, and before the city could look at it, it heard the sound first.

The dock guards' hands shaking their knives were shaking, and they clearly knew what to face.

I didn't know, so when I saw them slowing down, I overtook them and ran ahead of them.

First they entered the city and went straight to the place where the palace was.

There was too much chaos in the city, men, women, and children were running around.

At this time, no one paid attention to me, an out-of-town in fancy dress.

After the city's inhabitants are humanoid creatures who don't want to eat people, but bite them to death, scratch open their bellies, or smash their heads.

They slaughtered the inhabitants on one side, and the armed guards could no match them.

The knife slashed at them, and they couldn't even cut a bloody hole.

In the era of cold weapons, these creatures were simply tank-like existences.

I sensed the little prince, he was so frightened that he was about to faint.

The others ran from the bottom of the well to the top of the tower, and a monster was about to throw him down.

It did, but the little prince didn't break his brain, and he landed firmly on the ground, as light as a feather.

I used light exercises, jumped a few times, came to the little prince, and lifted him up.

He didn't feel any pain, and his eyes opened instantly.

"What are you afraid of?" I don't have a doubt, I'm complaining that he was scared to pee his pants, and I made it clear before that I would be able to save his life.

There is an air shield to protect him, and no monster can gnaw at him.

The air shield stretched out several gas filaments during the fall, supporting the ground to prevent the air shield from touching the ground, buffering the gravity of the fall, and he would not fall to his death at all.

Even if I don't rush back, the air mask ball will fall directly to the ground, and he won't be able to die inside.

The filament held him in place, keeping him in the center of the balloon, like the yolk of an egg.

The balloon bounced off the ground a few times and rolled out, and he was dizzy and nauseous at most, and spit out in the balloon.

Now he didn't throw up, he peed.

His face was comparable to that of a pig's liver, and he was frightened, frightened, and ashamed.

The queen stood on a wooden cart and stretched out her jeweled scepter, pointing at me and the little prince.

She shouted in a language I didn't understand, and the priest was beside her, beating a fur drum.

All the monsters in the city, hearing the sound of drums, came to a halt, and they quickly gathered towards our position.

The skin of monsters is indeed hard, they do not have eyes yet, only nose and mouth, the nose is negligible, but the mouth is so big that it can swallow a roast suckling pig in three bites.

They have only one nostril, but their sense of smell seems to be exceptionally acute.

I took the little prince to change a few positions, and they were all able to accurately lock on to the target and catch up immediately.

Their ears are on the top of their heads, not like human ears or animal ears, but like two antennae.

They surrounded us, all stepping into the array of air wire mesh I had laid down.

Gas filaments don't have to be like swords to slash them.

It is enough to entangle the prey like spider silk.

When the filaments of air suddenly wrapped around their limbs and bodies, the monster let out a strange scream and roar.

The filaments of qi burrowed right into their bodies along their gaping mouths.

I'm not trying to do gastroscopy on them, the target of the gas filament is their brain.

The flesh in their mouths is not as hard as the skin, and the air filaments can be pierced and pierced.

They smashed people's heads with their hammer-like claws, and I wrangled their brains with wisps of filament.

After twisting, twist it again to see if they have the resilience of the infinite resurrection monster in science fiction movies.

Fortunately, they don't, dead is dead.

More than a hundred monsters fell to the ground one after another.

They all fell, and the inhabitants looked at the palace in even more despair.

The palace has not changed much, but on the top of the palace, there is an extra living creature.

The thing crouched on the roof of the palace, watching what was happening in the city.

The dead humanoids were two meters tall and as strong as an adult vajra orangutan.

The one squatting on the roof stood up four meters tall.

I now finally understand why the wellhead of the feeding well is so big.

This creature is more than three times stronger than other humanoids, it's not a tank, it's the moving fortress of this world.

It's females, and those that fall to the ground are all males.

It's definitely a queen-like existence, and it's no wonder that the inhabitants are all dead to ashes.

The priests didn't even beat the drums, and they wanted to escort the queen away.

Residents who survived the massacre retreated to stone houses, closed their doors and locked their windows, and did not dare to linger on the streets.

When the little prince saw the huge monster, he urinated again.

The big monster breathed heavily from its nostrils, and it was very angry, but it looked calm on the surface.

I defiantly stomped on the monster corpse at my feet.

I'm sure it can read it, and its brain is about as developed as a 10-year-old.

With a roar, it jumped off the roof of the palace, shaking the entire Stone Town.

The stone house it stepped on when it landed collapsed instantly, and although it was huge, its bounce power was top-notch.

Being stepped on by it is no different from being run over by a roller.

The queen, who was about to escape, was hit by a punch from it, and the two guards around the queen, the three of them turned into meatloaf together.

Its palms are so large that they don't fit in harmony with its body, and when clenched into fists, it's like Thor's hammer.

Seeing this, the priest hurriedly hid in the stone house next to him.

The Queen's Guards immediately scattered and fled, and now the big monster didn't have the heart to pick them up, and jumped straight at me.

Every time it jumped, a stone house was trampled down as it fell.

All the way to the smoke, it rushed to me, raised its fists, jumped up, and smashed down from the top of my head.

The air wire mesh I put in the air instantly enveloped it, and the air wire can be as strong as a steel needle or a steel knife, or as flexible as a net.

It was hung in the air, and it was fisted and kicked, but it couldn't break the air silk and weave it into a huge net.

And there is a void under its feet, no matter how much it kicks, it can't borrow strength, and it can't bounce anymore.

As long as it breathes and opens its mouth, the air filaments will take the opportunity to burrow into its nose and mouth.

This time it was its turn to let out a desperate roar, and I didn't want to think about how many people it had made so desperate, and it was time to pay the price for eating so many living people.

(End of chapter)