Tails has experienced the bloody heaviness of the confrontation between the two armies in front of the Broken Dragon Fortress, the generosity and fierceness of the death battle between the White Blade Guards and the Black Sand Leader in Longxiao City, and the terrifying strength of the heavy orc and cavalry clusters in the desert, but this sudden encounter in the Black Prison is definitely the weirdest battle scene he has ever seen.

Because it's a battle that takes place in the dark, without vision.

"Whew-"

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Tails had just entered the hell senses when he heard the wind howling!

"Keep your head down!"

I don't know where it came from, and then, in the black and white hell senses, Tails saw a Calamity Sword three steps away at his side fall in pain, and a short arrow suddenly appeared in his chest.

The mercenaries around him raised their swords vigilantly, but they couldn't see the threat when they opened their eyes to smear.

The senses of hell gave Tails a lot of advantages, but it also made him more frightened than the mercenaries who couldn't see.

It's like a person driving on a steep cliff by day and night.

"Three o'clock!

The mercenary Sonny's angry shouts rang out.

Tails saw Sonny's figure turn around quickly, and an axe came out of his hand.

"Perimeter suppression!"

Several throwing axes and knives flew out of the Sword of Calamity at the same time, and they were thrown into the darkness on the right side with Sonny's command!

"Boom!"

A low muffled grunt suddenly came, indicating the outcome of this wave of counterattacks.

However, the Sword of Calamity's counterattack was only temporary, and everything had just begun, and the sound of scuffle came from all around the darkness.

"Upper!"

Tails only heard a burst of robe in the upper left corner, and he turned his head to be shocked to see a strange black shadow falling from the ceiling, rushing towards a mercenary on the periphery on the left!

"Plop!"

The two fell to the ground, the mercenary struggling a few times to see if he was still, while the Assassin nimbly rolled backwards to avoid the surrounding enemies.

"Watch the hostages!" Ricky's voice came from afar in the scuffle.

Tails, who didn't have time to be surprised, immediately slammed his shoulders and was crushed to the ground by Marina in the dark!

"Stay honest! if you dare to make a small move...... "The female swordsman in red gritted her teeth unceremoniously, unceremoniously pressing the weight of her whole person on Tails' body.

Communiqué for personal vendetta.

Tails was still coughing in the stirred dust, thinking in pain.

He finally cleared his breath, and suddenly remembered inexplicably the scene six years ago when he fought against the elite of the Blood Clan in the birch forest of the Northland.

That's how it was then......

"Bell!"

The sound of blade fighting shattered his thoughts.

"No!"

A mercenary not far away swung his sword with his consciousness and parried a stabbing blow from the shadows, but he then let out an exclamation, and his feet slipped, as if he had been dragged down by a rope that had been wrapped around at some point, and then he was dragged into the endless darkness, leaving only a scream.

"Damn it!"

Farther away, an experienced swordsman cursed and slashed down an assassin who tried to sneak up on him, but he was immediately greeted by seven or eight hidden weapons, and he fell to the ground with a snort.

Tails, who had an extra layer of vision than others, watched all this with a dripping eye.

The drill is right.

Darkness was the home of the Assassins.

And they came prepared, without sparing, in the first round of raids, the swords of scourge who could not adapt to the darkness had to defend passively, and were caught off guard by the endless assassination methods of the Shadow Shield!

"It's coming!"

"With a shield!"

"One of them is going to your right!"

"Ahh

Crossbow arrows, throwing knives, breaking through the air, screaming, and sound echoed in the ears.

The figures of the assassins flexibly swept over the periphery of the formation, either seeking opportunities to attack, or making sound spying, which made people nervous.

Even Tails, who could barely see clearly, felt terrified.

However, the Swords of Calamity are worthy of the famous "Whistle of Blood", and these mercenaries have shown no less outstanding qualities than the army in the face of a terrible situation of tension and difficulty, and they cannot see anything:

No one panicked, no one fled, no one even retreated.

Everyone in the darkness stood still like the best soldiers.

"Don't panic, keep the front row, don't let them infiltrate!

Clay's impatient command sounded:

"Cover, light!"

Soon, a torch was re-lit and lit in the center of the formation of dozens of Calamity Swords!

Illuminates a small area.

When everyone subconsciously closed their eyes, they couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts.

There is light.

However, at that moment, the light of the torch was like a bloody attraction of sea sharks, attracting countless attacks from the assassins!

From crossbows, throwing knives, daggers to unknown weapons.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

Tails only heard a chaotic sound in his ears: the swords of calamity that had been prepared for a long time raised three shields to block the hidden weapons flying from all directions, and many of them even used their bodies to protect the fire.

Sonny raised his shield and bared his teeth, "Don't think!

With the light of the fire, the Swords of Calamity saw everything in front of them.

I saw the figures of one assassin after another passing in the darkness of the periphery, either flying by step, or lying on the ground and waiting, or even worse, hanging strangely on the wall.

All of them were dressed in black and masked, revealing only a pair of cold and glittering eyes.

Many of the Assassins subconsciously tilted their heads slightly, as if they were also quite uncomfortable with the sudden firelight.

"Illumination, fight back!" cried out Clay.

Instantly, after the second source of fire was ignited, the torch lit by the first fulcrum was thrown without hesitation, slamming it into a certain Assassin in a corner!

The assassin was caught off guard, and the sparks stained with his body were extremely bright.

It was his last sight - Sonny's second hand axe came and plunged into his chest.

The torches were flaming, illuminating another Assassin in that direction, and the two mercenaries followed.

"Ahhh

Two Swords of Calamity roared in a slash, one slashing the Assassin to a crooked figure.

"Die!"

The later one swung a two-handed axe and cut out a sharp arc without any effort!

"Bang!"

While the blade of the axe broke through the assassin's neck, it rained down on blood, which was quite terrifying.

The axe man roared to himself, as if to vent his anger just now.

"Knock. ”

The skull slammed into the wall and bounced back, splattering a few drops of blood into Tails' mouth, causing the prince to turn his head in disgust.

Damn it.

He hates the smell of blood.

Either way.

The roar of frenzy was still in the ears, and the scuffle became more frequent.

The reversal of the tide seemed to be at this moment - after the first wave of panic, the sword of calamity was soon in the fight.

"Nine o'clock, back!"

"Straight ahead, a wave of suppression!"

Methodical orders sounded, and more and more torches were thrown, either striking the Assassins hiding in the darkness or revealing their shadows.

The Swords of Calamity cooperated to catch up, either to suppress them together, or to kill them with one blow.

Most of them had angry eyes and fanatical attitudes, cutting down the night assassins who had been flying nimbly one by one!

Obviously, the Shadow Shield is better at sniping and sneaking up on surprises, but when it comes to frontal combat, these Assassins, who are accustomed to living in the dark, immediately show weaknesses that cannot be ignored.

"Bang!"

"Come on, cockroaches!" Josh grinned, ignoring the flames on his body, slamming into an assassin who had been accidentally hit by a torch and slamming his opponent against the wall.

The moment he touched Josh, the Assassin trembled and couldn't move, as if under a spell.

Under the latter's fearful gaze, Josh plunged his sword into the other's abdomen, then laughed and dragged the hilt sideways.

The blade pulled out a string of bright red fluid, which spilled to the ground in the Assassin's screams of pain.

It's horrible and disgusting.

And that's not all.

Tails frowned as he watched as an assassin trying to re-disappear into the darkness was dragged back into the mercenary's formation by a rope that resembled a horse rope.

A tall swordsman indifferently reversed the hilt, deliberately and cruelly pointed the tip of the sword at the assassin's mouth, and after letting out a happy exclamation, he stabbed it with a roar of rage!

"Ahh

"Whew!"

The poor assassin, pierced from the tongue to the back of his head, let out a muffled grunt, and his limbs slapped violently on the ground, but the melody of death was only accompanied by the sound of the blade entering the flesh.

Tails frowned again.

The Assassins were no match for the old mercenaries, and with the kind of strange finishing power that Tails had taught them before, many Assassins were often beaten to the ground and unable to move, and then fell into a brutal death in the second or third blow.

But that's not what Tails cares about the most.

"Haha!" Sonny struck a shield head-on, knocking one of the Assassins into limbo, and with his axe gone, he threw away his shield, grabbed the Assassin's half, licked the corners of his mouth, and pulled a dagger from his arms.

"Do you like to kill people like that?"

Sonny shouted happily and took three steps forward with the Assassin, but the dagger in his right hand stabbed the Assassin in the chest a dozen times in succession, like a pile!

Each time, in the assassin's dull eyes, countless warm blood was brought out, splashing onto Sonny's face.

Set him off even more hideously.

"Do you like it, a gutter rat!"

Until Sonny, whose face was bloody, pushed the unconscious twitching assassin away, and turned back with a smile.

Then, he licked the corner of his mouth again.

It was like having just finished dinner.

"Hmph," Marina sneered, "I haven't wiped my mouth clean." ”

Tails saw a chill welling up.

Wrong.

The prince looked at the Sword of Calamity in disbelief.

Watching these sophisticated, but ruthless people mercilessly disembowel, giving their opponents the most tragic death.

I watched almost every swordsman who fought with the enemy come back with blood or wear and tear, and with an expression of happiness or satisfaction.

Wrong!

Tails looked at these murderous swordsmen, and suddenly panicked in his heart.

That's not true.

For more than six years, the prince could not but be well-informed.

Whether it's the vampire sisters' unrivaled strength when they turn against each other, or the unrelenting charge of Kingdom Fury breaking through the army, or Edda's precise attack through the siege, or even the bloody battle between Nicolai and Monty in the wilderness, every confrontation is extremely exciting, and it is difficult for ordinary people to watch one of them for the rest of their lives.

But......

Tails stared blankly at the group of mercenaries who were bathed in blood and fighting.

But those people, whether they are Bloods, Araka, Elves, Meteorites and Death Ravens, they are the best, most efficient, and purest warriors outside of their skills, and once they move, they are only for victory, only for progress, only for the goal.

Killing, blood, or gore are just the most one-sided and marginal by-products of this process.

But......

These people in front of you......

Tails watched the battle in a daze, at Josh who laughed wildly, at Sonny who licked blood, and at countless swordsmen who were cruel and memorable.

It's not the personal style of a warrior, it's not a special move of a martial art, it's not one person, it's not two people......

Rather, almost all of them were immersed in the frenzy of battle, enjoying the howls and cries of the enemy, the pain and bloodshed.

It seems to have forgotten about myself.

Tails watched with more and more horror.

No, there must be something wrong with this group of people......

Battles, ordinary battles, definitely not like this!

He suddenly noticed that only a few leaders in the Sword of Calamity, such as Ricky and Clay, remained unmoved, their expressions unchanged.

As if a bystander.

Right now.

"Beep-"

A strange whistle suddenly sounded.

The Swords of Calamity are all in unison!

But it wasn't they who reacted.

It's the enemy.

The Assassins of the Shadow Shield gave up the battle at this whistle, stopped attacking, and turned around, dragging the corpses of their companions, or running alone, taking their lives and fleeing.

Disappear into the darkness farther away again.

The battle came and went quickly, and in a short time, the Assassins disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only a few corpses that they had too late to take with them.

"They've retreated," Clay grabbed a torch and frowned as the figure of the last assassin disappeared into distant blurred vision, "into the corner, the staircase, the fork in the road...... There is a place where cockroaches can be hidden. ”

Ricky nodded, but his expression was not relieved.

"Count, report!"

After this terrible encounter, the Sword of Calamity, though it drove back its opponents, was far less easy than it seemed: many fell in the first round of raids, many more hung streamers and bandaged on the ground, and even those who were poisoned were either treated in place or gritted their teeth.

Tails was roughly dragged from the ground, rubbing his dusty chin in pain, trying not to look at the bloody mess all over the floor.

"Your people, every battle is so crazy and ...... Enjoy?"

The prince looked at a sword of calamity lying on the ground in agony for his companion to bandage his chest, and said, "It's just like a beast." ”

"Why, did the bloody scene frighten our Highness," said Marina, mocking him without giving face, as she dragged the prince to her side, and said with ill intentions:

"Don't worry, you'll see more. ”

Tails sighed inwardly and turned his attention to the leader.

"They retreated, but they didn't give up," Semir put away his sword and looked solemn: "The environment here is too dark and too mixed, which is very suitable for them to hide, or snipe harassment, or sporadic capture." ”

"We have to do something. ”

But Ricky looked at the messy scene and shook his head.

"No, you'll never be able to kill all the cockroaches. ”

"We have to take care of ourselves. ”

In a moment of thought, Ricky looked at Clay, who had just finished counting and stepped forward.

"What about the casualties? Who was the first to fall?" Ricky was calm, but the question was asked strangely.

"In one round, we fell eight people and injured more than a dozen," Clay said with a hard time suppressing his anger.

"It's about the same number on the other side, a little more or a little less, and I can't tell the difference. ”

"And the Baron from Exeter is missing, and I suspect he might be with the Assassins. ”

Ricky groaned and nodded.

But then he raised his gaze and scanned the audience.

"Something is wrong. Ricky said lightly.

Semir frowned:

"What's wrong?"

Ricky turned around and took a closer look at where the assassin had disappeared:

"A chisel is not to be trusted, but he is by no means stupid. ”

"For the sake of the heir of the Kingdom of Stars, it is normal for him to threaten us in such a situation, but it is not in his interest to overturn the chessboard and scatter it in two. ”

This sentence stunned both Clay and Semir.

Ricky didn't give them more time to think, and Crassus of the Sword of Calamity decisively turned around and ordered.

"To carry out wartime garrison, the standard is to follow the purge campaign. ”

Compared to before, Ricky's words took on the coolness and majesty of a marching battle: "Clay, Josh, Sonny, you follow me, guard the rear, from here on, assign men, communicate regularly, the upper and lower floors must be strictly guarded, especially the corners and overhead, that group of assassins will not only walk on the ground - I don't need absolute security, and it is impossible to encircle them in this situation, but I want to make sure that when there is an attack, the news can be transmitted as soon as possible." ”

Under the orders of the leader, the swords of calamity moved one after another, efficiently and neatly.

"Alert, guys, this time, our opponent is not the Tower of the End," Ricky said coldly:

"It's a terrible assassin who will never attack head-on, but only stealthily. ”

"Semir, come with me, this time we'll go straight to the goal and fight quickly. ”

Without saying a word, Semir followed, and came to Ricky's side.

The swords of the bloody calamity were like wolves awakened, and their undisguised iron and blood aura was now full of frost and cold, and these bloody mercenaries followed Ricky and them continued downward, vigilantly surveying the darkness around them, and setting up sentry posts at every corner and fork in the road, guarding the back road and ensuring that their Crassus had no worries.

Soon, under the light of torches, they came to a special stone hall.

"This should be the place, the last floor, the stone staircase ends here. ”

In front of them, the empty hall was still dark and cold, which made people's hearts linger, but strangely, this stone hall was not as clear as the previous floors, but divided into three branches, leading to three deep passages.

"The structure here is much more complex. Semir frowned.

"According to the information I got from the oracle," Ricky raised his torch and carefully observed the three passages, "this is the place where the Prison Research Institute developed anti-demon weapons, and although the Star Secret Department later converted it into a prison, the general pattern cannot be changed much. ”

Crassus quickly found the emblem of an eye.

"Here," Ricky pointed to one of the passages, "leading to the original storage room, I guess......"

His face changed suddenly.

"What's that sound ......?"

This sentence made everyone nervous, and although they had taken a lot of precautions before, many people still turned around and vigilantly watched the way they came.

But Tails frowned too: he heard Ricky's voice.

It seems to have come from the other side of the channel......

Buzz?

The sound from the senses of hell became clearer and clearer, but it also made Tails more and more confused.

Ricky listened for a moment, and asked, "Sounds like ...... Somebody praying?"

The Swords of Calamity listened with bated breath, and sure enough, a faint human voice came from the side of the dark passage.

"Nope. ”

Semir spoke, slightly moved, staring at the other end of the passage: "Not a prayer, but a ......"

"There is no doubt," Semir gritted his teeth, and the torch illuminated the front half of the passage where the mysterious voice came from:

"Our goal is here, on that end. ”

The swords of calamity were in high spirits.

"You take someone to secure the exit first, and if I remember correctly, it's the other two paths," Ricky nodded at Clay, "Don't let the cockroaches and rats block it." ”

"Once we're done......"

Clay smiled and led the man to another passage.

"The others are outside, especially the rear," Ricky said solemnly to Sonny and Josh, "and Semir will come in with us." ”

Just when Tails thought that Ricky was about to go to find his "target", to his surprise, Ricky actually walked over and looked at the prince with his eyes lit up.

"You can rest, Marina. ”

"From now on, our guests are under my personal care. ”

While Tails was still surprised, Ricky stepped forward and pulled Tails from the confused Marina without saying a word.

The prince stumbled through the crowd with Ricky behind them, and the three of them walked forward into the deep passage.

"Why me?" Tails managed to gain his footing, following Ricky's torch and groping his way through the passage that was only two people high.

Ricky chuckled.

"Our friends lurking in the shadows are too worrying, I'd rather watch you myself...... Listen carefully. ”

Ricky's face moved.

Sure enough, the moment Tails entered the senses of hell, he heard an unusual human voice.

It was a dull and cold male voice, with a faint sense of procrastination, and there were words in it.

"I know...... I know...... I'm well aware...... Something's coming......"

The sound feels like a dusty antique echoing through a narrow stone wall.

Seems to be muttering to himself.

The three people in the passage were moved at the same time.

"It's him," Semir looked at the other side of the depths with unconcealed excitement, "yes, it's him!"

"He's alive!"

Ricky remained calm: "Go on." ”

But compared to the two of them, Tails had the help of hellish senses, but he heard more things.

Just listen to the voice at the end of the passage and continue silently:

"I know, your appearance is not for nothing, you must be heralding something, trying to remind me of ......"

Tails frowned deeply:

It sounded like the boring male voice was ...... Dialogue?

But he didn't have time to ask his questions, and was forced forward by the pace of the two Swords of Calamity.

Get closer and closer to the source of the sound.

"But what do you want me to do? another give, another salvation, another remorse?"

The voice was filled with doubt and longing, as if asking for advice, as if begging for forgiveness, but the emotions contained in it, which were about to overflow, made Tails faintly uneasy.

The man at the end of the passage.

He's ...... Do what?

Soon, with a slight twitch of torches, they walked out of this disturbing passage.

The firelight flickered, illuminating this small and small stone hall.

There was still a scene of ruined ruins in front of him, but the difference was that there was only one cell in this stone hall, wrapped in a thick iron curtain, on the other side of the hall.

And the boring male voice that lingered for a long time came from behind the iron curtain.

"No, I know you're testing me...... But believe me, I have never hesitated in my sacrifice, and I know that it is what I have to give, whether it is merit or sin, good or evil, and I will accept it with confidence and will not run away from it......"

The sound is high and low, undulating, but rhythmic.

Ricky and Semir looked at each other, one frowning, the other nodding.

They slowly approached the cell.

"Yes, I foresaw my mission, my salvation, but when will it come?"

The voice continued.

Tails looked at the Iron Curtain, a sense of foreboding in his heart.

So, what was in that cell was ......

"Smack. ”

Before he could finish his thoughts, Ricky had already walked to the wall and shoved the dark green strip of "key" in his hand into the very center of an alchemy tower emblem.

Soon, the Iron Curtain slowly lowered with the rumbling sound of the machine.

The shield was opened, and the cell saw the light.

The ultimate goal of the Sword of Calamity's journey is revealed.

The lowest prisoner in the Prison of Bones.

(End of chapter)