Chapter 55: Spark Prison (Part II)

When a ray of sunlight fell into the black cell through the crack in the iron bar, the curled body in the prison gradually stretched out like a big caterpillar.

He moved a few times, crawling towards the place where the sun had fallen.

It wasn't until the sun was shining on his face that he let out a satisfied moan.

Through that faint bit of sunlight, a bloody face could be seen.

The face was so terrifying that everyone who saw him for the first time had to take a few steps back in fright.

His entire face was torn off alive, and his nose was cut off, leaving only two small black holes, which opened and closed slightly, indicating signs of breathing. The prisoner was left with only a deep black hole in his right eye socket, and his left eye was bloodshot, showing extreme discomfort with the soft sunlight, but he was reluctant to leave.

This is the Black Prison in the Extreme Danger Zone of the Sparks. And the black prison is the top priority in the danger zone.

Every prisoner who is imprisoned here can be said to be the most vicious, vicious and terrible prisoner in the world.

Xiu Yi was standing outside the black cell at the moment, and by the ray of sunlight, he could vaguely see that the prisoner's body was mutilated.

His left arm was severed from the elbow down, and both legs were severed, leaving only one intact right hand.

"He's Crispin Bolan?" Huey was a little incredulous.

His image is completely inconsistent with what he got from the data.

Xiui even wondered if he would miss this guy if he was put in the normal zone.

"Yes, Master Dardanelle. The guard replied solemnly: "Crispin Bolan, one of the most dangerous inmates in Spark Prison." Please don't underestimate him, if it weren't for Master Mallett's orders, even if he cut off all his arms and legs and knocked out all his teeth, he would still be the most dangerous prisoner. He can cause harm to you at any time, even directly threatening your life, whenever he wants to. ”

"Is it that scary?"

"In the past ten years, no less than six jailers have died at his hands, and as many as 12 jailers have been seriously injured at his hands. He has escaped three times in 10 years, the first time we cut off one of his legs, and he used the rest of the leg to continue his escape. The second time we cut off his other leg, he escaped from prison crawling on his hands. The third time we cut off one of his hands, he used his other hand to hold our warden hostage in an attempt to escape. He succeeded that time, but was soon caught again. After that, we gouged out one of his eyes. Shortly after that, he bit another of our colleagues to death with his teeth. This guy is simply an outlaw puppet, who has no idea what pain is and is not afraid of death. He never misses any opportunity to attack us. Just three days ago, he bit off the lifeblood of one of our brothers. ”

"Sounds interesting. Huey laughed.

A crippled waste that could no longer be scrapped, and such a terrifying threat, this person was perhaps the toughest and stoic person Xiu had ever seen since he came into this world.

"Interesting?" the guard smiled, "I must admit, Master Dardanelle, that you are the most courageous nobleman I have ever met. There had been many nobles who were curious about this Crispin Bolan, and they came in to see him, but they were soon frightened by him and trembled. Interesting...... This is the first time I have heard such an assessment from the lips of a nobleman. ”

"It's really interesting. Xiu Yi said: "Aren't you afraid of torturing him to death?"

"Don't worry, Master Dardanelle, he can't die. We used to worry that this guy would be tortured to death by us, so we wouldn't be able to account to Master Mallett. But this guy's vitality is as tough as a weed in the grass, no matter what you do to him, he can always survive and survive. We increased his punishment again and again, but he still lived well and never gave up his resistance to us. ”

"Can you get him out and have a look?" asked Huey.

"This ......" the guard hesitated.

Xiu Yi casually took out a handful of Jinwit and stuffed it into the guard's hand: "Don't forget that I am a distinguished guest of the prison chief. The warden is responsible for everything. ”

"Alright then, Master Dardanelle. ”

It has to be said that money is a panacea.

Guard Owen called a guard and said, "Release Crispin Bolan so that this young master can have a good look at that bastard." ”

The guard turned his head and shouted, "You guys, come here." ”

Four guards ran towards this side at the same time, along with two demon spirits.

These demon spirits stared at Xiu Yi fiercely, obviously inherently alert to the living.

However, for some reason, the two demon spirits just stared at Xiu Yi for a while, and then took a few steps back with a trembling at the same time, with a panicked look in their eyes.

This amazed everyone.

"It's weird, what's wrong with these two guys today?" one of the guards wondered.

They apparently didn't realize that it was because of Huey's existence.

Xiu Yi was also puzzled at first, but he immediately realized that it must be the demon dragon aura that Asahi left on his body, which made them feel a sense of fear caused by some extremely powerful existence.

The demon spirit and the demon dragon itself are the same abyssal life, and in the history of the abyss, the demon spirit has always been a humble existence that the demon dragon disdains. Although these two demon spirits have been educated by humans, they still maintain the instinct of fear of powerful beings in their bones, so they don't dare to fight back against Xiuyi.

Sensing this, Xiu Yi took a few steps back, and he restrained his breath as much as he could, which made the two-headed demon spirit immediately feel much better, and quickly returned to its previous fierce appearance.

"Looks like nothing is wrong. One of the guards said, "Let's be careful of that Crispin Bolan." Ready to open the door!"

Four guards were ready for battle at the same time.

The iron door slowly opened in the sliding of the gears of the "Yiya", and Xiu Yi noticed that the door was nearly half a meter thick, and even required the use of twisting force in the process of opening.

As the iron door opened, the sunlight shone into the dark cell, and a foul smell came to the wind.

There was no drowning pool in the room, and the ground was covered with muddy yellow water, and the prisoner lay motionless in the dirty water.

Four guards approached the prisoner cautiously and held him as if he were an enemy, one holding his head, another tying up his only remaining arm, and two others on guard. Seeing that the other party did not resist, he breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the prisoner out of the prison and threw him on the ground.

"Crispin Bolan," Huey said softly.

The other party obviously had a hint of reaction, and the blood-colored right eye looked at Xiu Yi coldly, and then lowered it again.

However, it was at that glance that Huey saw endless hatred and unyielding fighting spirit.

He took a look at Bolan's body, the guy was already too thin to look human, and the bones protruded from under the shriveled skin, like an awl in a skin bag, sharp and prominent. His body was covered in scars, presumably from the whips of the guards, and the only remaining right fingernail had been plucked out, and even his hair was gone, leaving only a large scalp of Ban Luo.

That's the mark after a severe burn.

Huey's heart moved, and he pointed to Bolan's head and asked, "This is the masterpiece of Master Mallett?"

"Yes. One of the guards replied: "Master Mallett comes to visit this prisoner every year." He used to burn this guy with his best fire-based magic. He was scorched a few times, but he was still stiff. Master Mallett had not been able to get the news he wanted, and he was furious. I can't imagine what the hell makes this guy so persistent. ”

"The power of hatred, and the power of love. Xiu Yi replied lightly.

Crispin Bolan, who did not succumb to even the harshest torture, trembled all over his body when he heard this.

His only remaining right eye was staring at Xiui, full of incredulity.

Then he was surprised to find that the eyes of this young man who appeared out of nowhere had a strange light flashed under his glasses.

There's pity, there's sympathy, and there's even ...... Support and encouragement.

The boy was smiling at him, and even nodded slightly, full of appreciation.

"Can I touch him?" the boy asked the guard.

"This!" several guards hesitated. One of the guards replied: "This is an extremely dangerous person, and it would be irresponsible to go near him." Master Dardanelle, you don't need to take this risk. ”

"No, that's why I'm closer to him. Come to think of it, when I leave this prison, I will go back and tell the girls of the state that I have seen the most terrible prisoners in this prison. Oh, at my feet, he's only going to survive. You know girls love vanity. A heroic story can easily win their hearts. Of course, at some point, I even hope that he will do something, and then I, the young master of the Dardanelles, will subdue him with my own hands. Then the story is even more perfect. ”

The guards laughed at the same time: "Young Master Dardanelle, you must be very popular among the girls. ”

"That's right. Huey made an elegant gesture.

"Alright then, Master Dardanelle, I hope you will be careful. A few of you, wrap his mouth and don't let him bite the young master. Guard Owen ordered loudly.

Four guards swarmed up and wrapped Crispin Bolan's mouth firmly around him.

Huey walked over, crouched down in front of Crispin Bolan, carefully observed his injuries, and let out a sigh of admiration: "It's hard to imagine how a person can withstand such an injury and not die." Don't you know what pain is?"

Crispin Bolan stared at Xiuyi, and a grim smile appeared on Xiuyi's face: "Maybe I should try to see if you're afraid of pain." ”

His fingers slammed into one of Boran's wounds, pressing hard.

"Hmm!" the gagged Bolan cried out in pain, his forehead oozing with large drops of sweat, but his eyes were full of indomitable will.

"So you're still going to be in pain. Xiuyi's voice was still cold and deep: "I like tough guys, you look at his eyes, there is no sign of yielding." ”

Owen immediately said: "That's right, this bastard, no matter how you beat him and torture him, he won't beg for mercy." Either way, he's a tough guy. ”

"Really?" Xiu Yi sneered, "I don't believe this, I still have to ask him to beg me for mercy." ”

Saying that, Xiu Yi suddenly got up, flew out and kicked the prisoner, trampling him under his feet, while constantly exerting force, ravaging this guy's face fiercely, and said coldly: "If you beg me for mercy, I will let you go, otherwise, you will die." ”

"Hmm!" the prisoner stared at Huey.

At that moment, his pupils dilated, and he looked at the right foot that was staring at him, his eyes full of surprise and incredulity.

The boy was yelling at himself with a fierce eye:

"Ask me for mercy!"

A mocking smile appeared in the prisoner's eyes.

Huey seemed to be irritated by the smile, and he raised his right foot high and stomped it into the prisoner's face.

As the foot lifted and fell, Crispin Bolan's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, the frantically trampled right foot actually stepped slightly off, and just kicked the sealed strip of cloth.

The strip of cloth loosened a little.

"Whew!"

The prisoner, who had been trampled on by Xiuyi, suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the strip of cloth that sealed his mouth could not block the air flow in his mouth, and he was rushed out.

The prisoner slammed to his feet, and as soon as he lowered his head and slammed into Xiu Yi with his bare head on it.

This collision scared everyone's souls.

However, just now, the little young master, who was like a gentleman torturing his dog, was so frightened by this attack that he let the crash hit his lower abdomen, and then he grabbed the big head with his hand and shouted: "Ah! Come and help me!"

Several guards went up at the same time to tear apart Crispin Bolan, but this guy's strength was really great, and he refused to let go of Xiuyi.

By the time he finally pulled him away, Xiuyi's clothes had been torn open by the outlaw, and even Xiuyi's left hand was bitten bloody by him.

"Bastard! bastard!" the young master of the Dardanelles family shouted angrily.

He clutched his left hand and kicked Crispin Bolan desperately.

This time, though, he used his left foot.

Enduring the beatings of the guards and Huey, Crispin Bolan kept his mouth full of blood but did not say a word.

One-eyed stared at Hue kicking his left foot, a hope finally shining in his eyes.

After a long beating, perhaps because he was tired, Xiui finally stopped attacking.

"Lock him up, I don't want to see this guy again!" shouted Huey, angrily turning to leave.

Guard Owen hurriedly caught up: "Master Dardanelle, I'm sorry for this to happen, oh, your hand is okay, right?"

"He bitten me, I have to go back and get some treatment. As for you, I want to complain about your poor protection!" shouted Huey, clutching his left hand.

This shitty bastard, Owen scolded angrily in his heart. He had been told that the prisoner was dangerous, but he insisted on not listening, and now that he was bitten, he blamed himself.

Owen had a bitter face: "I've said it all, this guy is very scary, he never gives up any opportunity to attack others." ”

"Do you want to tell me it's all my fault?" shouted Huey.

"No, it's not, Master Dardanelle. The guard replied cautiously, "I just want to say that your complaint may make the warden think that we are incompetent...... I mean, if that's the case...... We're going to be in trouble. ”

Xiu Yi looked at the guard coldly, thought for a moment, and then changed his smile again: "Ah, are you suggesting that I don't tell your warden about seeing Crispin Bolan?"

This ingenious conceptual shift made the guard flutter slightly, but he quickly changed his mind and realized that this was just an opportunity, and hurriedly affirmed: "Yes, young master, you must know that you are not allowed to see Crispin Bolan. If the Warden knew about it, or if Master Mallett knew that you had seen Crispin Bolan, it might be a considerable problem for you. ”

Hearing the name Mallett, Huey's body trembled a little, then he nodded and said, "Well, since that's the case, then do as you say." But what about the others?"

Owen breathed a sigh of relief: "I can fix it." ”

"Then it's settled. Xiu Yi nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, you can go and help me get the things from the guard center, I'll go out directly." ”

"No problem, young master. Of course, Owen would not say a "no" to this little mission.

Walking out of the prison, Huey returned to the carriage.

The old necromancer has done his job.

"How's it going?" asked Huey.

"Not so good. As you can see, that guy is a wreck, and as soon as he escapes from prison, he will be arrested immediately. It is almost impossible for him to have any restraining effect on Mallet. ”

"I don't think about it. Xiu Yi laughed: "This man is the toughest guy I've ever met, a real super tough guy." It doesn't matter if a person's hands and feet are wasted, the important thing is whether his heart is wasted or not. From what I've observed, he doesn't. He saw the words I wrote on the soles of my feet and reacted without hesitation, and from this point of view, ten years of captivity did not wear down his fighting spirit, on the contrary, if he was given the opportunity, he could become the most terrible person in this world. ”

"You really think so?"

"Yes, Eagle, and believe me, Crispin Bolan has more energy than you think. Huey confidently replied, "Now let's go." ”

"Don't you go and say hello to the warden?"

"No, I guess he doesn't want to see me. He must have been relieved to hear that I had left this prison. Friendship...... What an interesting term. Xiu Yi sneered.

"Well done. The old mage muttered, waving his whip.

The carriage roared and drove away from the Spark prison.

After Huey left, Crispin Bolan returned to his dark cell, where he was beaten and tortured by the guards.

Lying on the ground as the footsteps of the guards faded away, Boran's pursed lips squirmed slightly.

"Cough", accompanied by a cough, a large patch of blood spat out of the mouth.

Amazingly, along with the blood, there was also a plain-looking metal ring.

The ring fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and Bolan looked at the ring with a frenzy of freedom in his eyes.