The Black Rock King's heart was full of doubts, what was wrong with him, he suddenly had such an impulsive, bloody and terrible thought, and there was a faint uncontrollable tendency?

He quickly told himself that the black-haired young man in front of him, Prince Evan, was not a person he could afford to offend in the Black Rock Country, and at the same time forced himself to take his hand off the hilt of his sword, which was even more inextricable than the loss of more than 4,000 elite troops and the entire Blackstone Fortress. Update up to 78xs//()

The black-haired prince Ivan rode ahead without knowing anything about it.

He didn't feel it at all, there was a pair of bloodthirsty eyes staring at him behind him, and he didn't know that one of his little lives had unknowingly swam back and forth six or seven times under the scythe of death in a short period of time.

In a shock, the two rode their horses in the direction of Black Rock City, the capital of the Black Rock Kingdom.

They were kicked by the King of Chambord like a dog in the back, one was thrown to pieces, and the other didn't even dare to turn his head back when he ran away, and he didn't even see what Sun Fei did after switching to [Necromancer Mode], and they lost face, and they buried everything that happened before in their hearts, and they would never tell anyone else.

At this time, the white-winged eagle fluttered its wings and flew high, disappearing into the white clouds in the distance, and disappeared in an instant.

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Blackstone Fortress, Water Dungeon.

The shouts and killings outside slowly quieted down, but the doubts in the hearts of the crowd in the water prison became stronger and stronger.

"It's unbelievable, who would dare to come to Blackstone Fortress to make trouble?"

A tall, thin man chained to a dark, damp wall asked his companion strangely, and at the same time moved his waist— In fact, it was the only part of his body that could take the slightest initiative to revitalize his body, and those damned jailers were cruel, with barbed iron ropes completely strangled into the man's body, and the wounds healed and cracked as the body shook and pulled the barbs tightly clasped in the muscles, and the scarlet blood and inflamed pus from the wounds dripped down the iron ropes into the black, smelly sewage that flooded his knees. What is amazing is that although his body is densely covered with wounds, not even a single piece of skin can be found, and the situation is simply as tormenting as hell, the expression on this man's face still seems relaxed, and when he speaks, he has a faint smile on his face, and he does not have the frustrated and desperate look of ordinary people in distress.

"Maybe it's a mercenary group or caravan that has been taken by the vampires of Black Rock City, and the Black Rock King has come to kill people and sell goods like before," someone next to him said, "Can you still expect any miracle to happen now?" Listen, it's silent, poor Column Wumen, it is estimated that it has been devoured and divided up by that group of demons......"

"With this thought, you are still worried about our fate, this old bastard of the Black Rock King is really ruthless this time to drive out our Chambord miners......"

All the people imprisoned in the water prison were the slaves of Chambord City who had been concentrated.

The water dungeon of the Blackstone Fortress is located in an underground cave on a cliff, and the underground grotto of the mountain behind Chambord City in the past. The iron prison water prison is almost the same, but the environment is dozens and hundreds of times worse, the real water prison is full of knee-high stinky water, the dirty black water is full of rats and all kinds of small animal corpses, soaked hair and mold, and even the dead man's limbs and broken arms are already swollen and floating, the smell is stinking, and as the autumn is getting deeper, the water is becoming more and more biting, many people are weak, they are locked here for less than a day or two, they can't support freezing to death and drowning from starvation, human life is cheaper than grass, but it is also more tenacious than cockroaches, even in such a desperate environment, most of the shampoo miners who have adapted to the cold of life help each other, and miraculously survived。

Because in their hearts, there is a faint hope that supports them.

In the city of Chambord, a holy king appeared.

That's what old Zola told them.

Old Zola also said that the Holy King of Chambord would definitely bring an invincible army to destroy the Black Rock Kingdom and save them from their suffering.

Though...... It's just a beautiful fantasy. （)

But that, fantasy is also hope.

They once met the walking dead and lived in a mine, having given up the struggle for a miserable fate, and even hope was a luxury, so although the arrival of the Holy King of Chambord seemed too slim, more like deceiving himself and anesthetizing himself, no matter what, hope is better than nothing, isn't it?

But now it looks as if hope is about to be dashed.

Maybe Chambord City did produce a Saint King who established a saint code and annihilated the Nine Nations Alliance, maybe one day Chambord Saint King will obliquely supreme military power to destroy Black Rock City...... But now, the Vicious Black Rock King, who sensed the threat, had obviously made up his mind to kill all of them in advance...... They don't look like they can wait for that day.

Thinking that he was about to hold the light but was going to die, the tricks of fate made people desperate, and the people in the water prison were a little silent for a while, and a little unwilling.

"That's not right...... The situation is a little wrong......" The tall and thin man suddenly noticed something, frowned, listened attentively for a while, his eyes began to burn, and asked his companion excitedly: "It's terrible quiet outside, and the damned jailers who usually scold and scold don't show up......"

"Eddie, you...... What do you want to say?" The companion next to him trembled, in fact, he already understood what the thin man meant, but he couldn't believe it, so he asked in a trembling voice, but it was more like approval.

"Perhaps...... Old Zola was right?" the tall thin man named Eddie narrowed his eyes, and his voice became much louder.

"You mean...... No, no, no, it can't be...... How is this possible!" Someone got involved in the topic again.

It is a man with a very wide skeleton, maybe he used to be a bear, but as a long-term cruel living state of mining slaves, he is now thin and skinny, but this is already a person who has a good physical condition among the surviving four or five hundred shampoo mining slaves. Hearing Eddie's words, he looked excited, and the clothes denied it in a tone of complete disbelief, but everyone could see how much he hoped that what Eddie said and guessed would be true.

At this time, the surviving people in the entire water prison, the Chambord City miners, were excited.

yes, what if it's true?

What if Zola's prophecy was really coming true?

The sudden hope made everyone look eagerly at the entrance of the dungeon, waiting for something to happen.

At this moment, finally, a rush of footsteps came.

The time has come to pronounce fate.

At this moment, everyone's hearts beat violently, for fear that as soon as the door of the dungeon opened, it was the Black Rock City soldier holding a butcher's knife that appeared, not the Chambord Saint King he had been waiting for. Even Eddie, a tall and thin man who has been infecting desperate people with his optimistic attitude and spiritual encouragement in the water prison, can't help but have a dry mouth, to be honest, he is afraid of death, and he does not want to see so many compatriots die in this dark underground underground prison like this.

Squeak——!

The sound of a rusty iron door being opened.

Then a bright line.

Bright spots.

The dazzling white light shot in, and instantly came from behind the iron door, making these unlucky people who had been in this dim underground underground dungeon for a long time a little uncomfortable, and they covered their eyes, in the infinite light, they could only see a young man in armor appear at the door of the water dungeon, the figure of the young man was shrouded in strong light, everything else was in the dark, but the young man's face could not be seen clearly.

"...... in armor"

"Could it be a soldier from Black Rock City?"

"Ah...... We're going to die......"

"Where is the Holy King, why don't you come to us?"

Seeing this scene, many Chambord miners collapsed in an instant, and some people clenched their fists angrily and prepared to fight to the death, but, at this time, suddenly, they heard an extremely familiar voice -

"Your Majesty, this is the water prison, everyone is inside, but don't go in, it's all sewage, it's smelly!"

The voice...... Is it the voice of Old Zola?!

The Chambord miners were stunned for an instant, how could this be possible, hadn't Old Zola been crippled by the Black Rock soldiers and thrown into the mass grave in the back mountain? Four days ago, on the Blood Bead Square, Old Zola was executed in public for fanning the miners, gouging out his eyes, cutting out his tongue, breaking his limbs, and dying.

And, what did he just say?

His Majesty...... Your Majesty?

Who else could make old Zola so respectfully addressed to His Majesty?

Almost instantly, the same possibility came to mind.

Who doesn't know that Old Zola's character is like a stone in a thatched pit, smelly and hard, except for the king of Chambord City, he will never call any king of another country His Majesty, once the King of Black Rock because he valued Old Zola's administrative talent, as long as this old man called him Your Majesty, he was willing to pardon him as a mine slave, and was named a nobleman of Black Rock, but he was stubborn and refused.

"The king's people can be held here for four days, can't the king go in for a while?"

The hearty and undeniable majestic voice reached everyone's ears, only to see that the figure shrouded in light suddenly bloomed with a scorching golden light, surrounded by a soft and majestic aura, this golden light instantly illuminated the dim basement, and there seemed to be a warm power in the light and flames, so that everyone instantly felt an unprecedented warm current poured into their bodies, and the scars that tortured them all the time began to slowly recover like a miracle under the shroud of this golden light。

A young and heroic face appeared in everyone's sight.

It is also deeply engraved in everyone's soul.

They will never forget this scene, this face, for the rest of their lives.

"Warriors of Chambord, Alexander is late, I already know what you have suffered here, as your king, I must apologize to all of you, I am sorry, Alexander has tarnished the glory of the royal family of Chambord and has not fulfilled his duty to protect his people!"

Sun Fei stepped into the dirty black and smelly water step by step, and the golden light on his body became even stronger.

Paladin Skill - [Prayer].

When you activate a skill, you can increase the vitality of yourself and your team, restore their energy, and heal the damage they have received to a certain extent.

At the same time, he held a black long sword in his hand, and walked gently into the crowd, the tip of the sword buzzed and trembled, blooming with a brilliant cold light, and everywhere he passed, all the iron cables and shackles on the miner were all broken, the swordsmanship was exquisite, and it was superb, although those iron cables had been deeply strangled into the miner's body, the sword did not hurt the miner's body at all.

During the whole process, all the miners stood still.

Feeling the warmth coming from their bodies, feeling the wounds itching and healing, feeling the wires and shackles breaking and falling off, feeling everything suddenly, just like how many times they had a sweet dream in a hungry coma, forgetting to think, forgetting words, forgetting actions, and even forgetting themselves...... Is this true? really true? Everybody is asking themselves, and someone is gently pinching their arm, trying to prove that it's not a dream.

Dozens of seconds later, outside the water prison, Frank Lampard, Drogba and others who were hurrying in were about to raise their feet to enter, but they heard a sudden earth-shattering cheer from inside-

"Long live the King!"

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live the Holy King of Chambord!!"

The volume of the cheers was so loud that it could almost overturn the roof of the water prison, containing a kind of excitement and excitement that made the blood boil, but also contained a trace of tearful grievances, at this moment, Lampard was infected like everyone else, as if he saw the moment when Chambord was about to be bowed by the Black Armor Army more than four months ago, when His Majesty the King wore a heavy knight armor that covered his whole body and axe slashed the opponent's master to save the crisis, everyone gathered around him and shouted 'Long live the King'!

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The miners, who were tired, hungry, scarred, and extremely excited, were soon moved to the relatively dry and comfortable Stone Pillar Square, where the Chambord Expeditionary City Managers destroyed the bloody stone pillars in the square, set up makeshift tents, lit bonfires, set up cauldrons, and began to cook hot food.

"Ah, it's you, old Tom, oh my God, you're still alive......"

"Is it true that the god of war is above? Father, after you disappeared, my mother and I thought you were dead, but you were still alive...... Thank you God of War, thank you Your Majesty!"

"Kuta, Aunt Nina is almost blind from crying because she misses you, you must go back quickly......"

"Brother, do you still know me? I'm Carl, big head Carl, I finally found you, you know? Since you disappeared, Mom and Dad have passed away due to excessive grief......

Such conversations continue to take place in the Blood Pillar Square.

Over the years, a lot of people have disappeared in Chambord City, I don't know how many families have been ruined, and they have endured unbearable pain in life, but they did not expect that fate has given them miracles and hopes, and many people have found long-lost relatives or acquaintances among the surviving mine slaves.

Of course, there are also more than 200 mine slaves who were infected with malaria because of their weak health, and they were unable to get the arrival of Sun Fei and others, and they have died in the water prison.

The corpses of all the Chambord miners who died in the Black Stone Fortress were gathered in the mass grave in the back mountain, and the raging flames rose up like the hatred of the Chambord people, devouring these scarred corpses all over their bodies, and the flames would bring the warmth and release of the souls of these souls far away from home, and thousands of corpses were burned and turned into ashes, which were packed into more than a dozen large boxes. In the name of the king, Sun Fei promised everyone that these ashes would be transported to Chambord City, put on the top of the East Mountain, and buried in the Tomb of Heroes!

"In the name of the king, I want you to assure you that from now on, no more Chambord will become a slave, and any villain who harms the Chambord, no matter what his identity, will be punished by the King of Chambord and the god of war!"

In the face of the flames in the sky, Sun Fei made a promise to his people and to himself.

The captured soldiers of Black Rock City were brought to the Stone Pillar Square, lined up for the Chambord miners to testify, but all the soldiers who had killed the Chambord were all executed on the spot, and the rest were stripped of their armor and driven out of the Black Market Fortress.

The situation has eased for the time being.

Sun Fei began to discuss with Frank Lampard and other key leaders how to resettle the rescued people.

The expeditionary force has to hurry up and go to St. Petersburg, the imperial capital, to participate in the military exercises and combat competitions of the dependent countries, and it still needs to go through a long journey, so it can't take these six or seven hundred miners who are malnourished due to long-term overwork and hunger with them, these people need careful care and long-term cultivation, and the final result of everyone's discussion is that Lampard, who is the strongest except for Sun Fei, will take the [Hum Ha Second General] and twenty-five Saint Seiyas, Fifty chengguan escorted these wounded people back to Chambord City, and handed them over to the right prime minister Best for placement, and then they hurried back to chase Sun Fei and the others, and before reaching the imperial capital, they should be able to rush together for a round.

After discussing the results, the expeditionary force decided to camp at Blackstone Fortress for one night, and wait until the wounded were almost recovered the next day, and then escort them back.

Sun Fei switched to [Druid Mode] and summoned four white giant wolves and three giant winged crows to scatter around the Blackstone Fortress to patrol and guard, so that the soldiers who had been fighting for a long time could get enough rest.

"Your Majesty, something is attacking your bird!" Drogba's exaggerated voice suddenly rang out.

Sun Fei suddenly had a black line, it was clearly a crow, this fool just said that it was a bird, and the ambiguity in the middle was too big, right?

He looked up, and sure enough, he found a giant eagle with white wings flying from nowhere in the sky, chasing the crows summoned by him, looking fierce and very vicious.

"Shoot it down!"

Sun Fei gave an order, and Fernando Torres, the personal guard officer next to him, bent his bow and arrow, and an arrow shot out, ready to shoot the giant eagle's head, the giant eagle screamed, flapped its wings and fell.

Finally caught up.