"What?" Ron was a little dazed, "What did you say?"
"Come on..."
"Run..."
"Don't squeeze..."
After a brief cheer, the surviving adventurers rushed forward like a flood in Yezha, as if they were afraid of falling behind. For a while, the entire stone bridge was overcrowded.
Frigga came over, glanced at Klein, and whispered, "Ron, let's leave as soon as possible!"
Ron opened his mouth, but before he could answer, a loud and honest voice suddenly sounded.
"Hahaha... do you want to leave now?"
While speaking, there was only a "boom..." sound, and the stone above the entrance of the wide hall collapsed for no reason, blocking everyone's way.
For a moment, everyone was stunned, not knowing what happened.
Ron's heart trembled, and he turned his head to look, only to realize that it was none other than the bald man named Mike just now.
At this moment, he was standing at a high place in the hall, with his hands behind his back, a pair of eagle eyes looking down at everyone, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a playful smile.
"Uh... what, Mr. Mike, what do you mean?" an adventurer asked boldly.
"Hehe, are you leaving now? Did you ask me?"
Speaking of which, the bald man pointed to his nose, and said with a half-smile, "Don't you guys ask me who I am?"
Everyone was dumbfounded, you looked at me, I looked at you, all at a loss.
At this time, an adventurer boldly asked, "Master Mike, aren't you the captain and natural leader of our adventurers—Master Mike?"
"Master Mike, your glorious deeds are like the sun... illuminating our way... dispelling the fog of Bartlos Prison..."
"Yes... yes, you are Mr. Mike who brought us to the teleportation array..."
"Dear Mike...you are so great..."
The adventurers said one by one flatteringly that the way home was just around the corner. To Mike, everyone did not hesitate to praise them. They all had only one thought in their hearts, and that was to go back as soon as possible.
Other adventurers were less polite, "Master Mike, your mission has been completed, why are you talking so much nonsense? Get out of the way and let us go back..."
"That's right, I've had enough of the birdishness I've had all this time..." Another adventurer was also indignant, "What kind of thing are you?"
"Hahaha… "
The bald man laughed crazily again, his laughter carried a powerful sound wave, shaking the dust on the roof of the hall so that it fell down.
At this time, he stopped laughing and said coldly, "Poor guys... It seems that you really don't know who I am!"
"I know!"
As soon as the bald man finished speaking, a figure stood up, but it was Klein, the undead god and magister.
"Oh?"
When the bald man heard this, he was a little surprised. He looked Klein up and down a few times, with that playful smile still on the corner of his mouth, "So it's you... that little guy who went the wrong way just now... Do you know who I am?"
"good!"
Klein took a deep breath, raised his head slightly, looked at the bald man, and said loudly, "You are the guardian of Bartlos Prison—the ancient dragon Maxwell!"
"what?"
Klein's voice was no less than a bolt from the blue, and everyone was stunned at once. The bald man who brought them here from the twelfth floor of Batross Prison was actually the guardian of Batross Prison. Maxwell? This... is this a joke? If it's a joke, it's not funny at all.
Ron looked at Klein's increasingly serious face in astonishment, and he knew that Klein was serious.
"Hahaha… "
The bald man laughed loudly again. He stared at Klein with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
At this time, Maxwell smiled slightly, and slowly opened his mouth, "Sure enough, he is a smart little guy, not bad! You guessed it, I am Maxwell!"
"What? He's Maxwell?"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked, "Shua-shua-shua-" Countless weapons were pulled out from the hands of the adventurer. After knowing the identity of the opponent, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
At this time, Ron took a breath, and then he finally understood why this bald man named Mike was so familiar with the roads of Butlos Prison, and why everything went so smoothly since he joined his team. It went so smoothly that it didn't run into any ancient guards, not a single one.
All this finally has an answer.
He is Maxwell! The guardian of the batlos plane prison, the supreme existence.
"Although I guessed your identity, what I don't understand is...why did you do this?" Klein stared at Maxwell firmly, "With your strength, you can easily kill us people... Why...why did you bring us here?"
"Hehe... The purpose is very simple, it's just a game... It's too boring to stay in this shitty Bartloos Prison, so I just want to have some fun..." Maxwell slapped lightly Yawning, he didn't pay attention to the thousands of adventurers. He spread his hands and said with a smile, "But now... the game is over..."
After all, Maxwell let out a low growl, and the muscles on his body continued to shake. Immediately afterwards, his figure became as big as an inflated balloon, with two huge, curved horns growing from his head, and gray scales covered his whole body. , the fleshy wings on his back opened suddenly, and a fierce and unparalleled power was released instantly, filling the entire space.
Not long after, one was seven or eight tall, covered in black scales, with wings on his back, and his four legs were as thick as an elephant. It was like a monster with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a dragon forcibly combined, standing in front of everyone. It looked unusually weird, but this monster exuded a terrifying aura that made people tremble.
The powerful power turned into countless white flames, and the flames rose, forming an extremely powerful aura around Maxwell. The air flow continued to flow in all directions, and smoke and dust filled the sky, and the surrounding adventurers were forced by the powerful power. Step back.
The entire Bartlos prison was trembling, and on the ground, huge cracks spread like spider webs.
Ron's eyes widened. His eyes were startled at first, and then became extremely terrified, because he felt the terrifying power contained in the white flame.
There was a sneer on Maxwell's ugly face in the form of an ancient dragon. He stretched out his hand, and with a "swish-" sound, he saw a huge long-handled single-edged sword more than ten meters long appearing in front of him. In his hand, this unusually large long-handled single-edged broadsword is covered with bright red flame patterns like blood.
"Hahaha... go to hell, humble reptiles..."
Maxwell laughed wildly, swiping the single-edged sword in his hand...
"Boom..."
The white flame exploded in the crowd, like a blooming flower, in just an instant, dozens of people were swallowed by the white flame...
"Help..."
"Run away..."
"Lord Maxwell, spare me..."
For those adventurers, one moment they were still in heaven, but the next moment, they fell into hell.
Maxwell strode into the crowd, brandishing a big knife, slashing and killing. For a moment, flesh and blood flew around, corpses were scattered all over the place, terrified people fled in all directions, and the scene was chaotic. Some people were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy , and some people were already frightened and stood there trembling, unable to even speak.
"God... divine power? Did he use divine power?"
Wendini said in horror that although she was still a long way away from Maxwell, she could clearly feel her body trembling at this moment.
"Not just divine power..."
There was a wry smile on the corner of Klein's mouth, "The guardian of Butros Prison, the ancient dragon Maxwell is a god...why does he need to use divine power?"
"god?"
Ron and the others were stunned. They learned from Klein that the guardian of Bartlos Prison was an extremely terrifying powerhouse, but what they didn't expect was that the ancient dragon Maxwell was actually a god.
God, also known as God, is the supreme existence in the legends of the various planes. His majesty cannot be desecrated. Divine power is the power of God itself. Mortals can borrow it, but they cannot own it, including Ron and Klein. , The death power they used did not belong to them, and whether they really possessed the power was the most important sign that differentiated them from gods and mortals.
The strength of a mortal can only reach the peak of the God's Domain, but compared with the real gods, there is a difference between heaven and earth.
The ancient dragon in front of him is a god, or a beast. In front of this terrifying super-level beast, all the powerhouses in the God Realm lost their resistance. They either screamed and ran away, or knelt down and begged for mercy. It's a pity that the ferocious Maxwell was unmoved, and continued to slash through, like chopping melons and vegetables. Those cowardly adventurers who gave up resistance fell instantly in a pool of blood.
The origin of the blood flame sword in Maxwell's hand is not ordinary. It is a real artifact. Every time an adventurer is killed, the single-edged sword absorbs the life essence of that adventurer. As the killing unfolds, More and more life essence entered the single-edged saber, and the bloody flames on the blade began to flow, making it feel like the single-edged saber seemed alive.
The massacre was a one-sided massacre. With the terrifying power and power of the gods, there was no suspense at all to kill these powerful people in the God's Domain who didn't even reach the peak of the God's Domain.
The entire hall became a Shura field, and thousands of adventurers were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, trembling under Maxwell's majesty, and they didn't even have the courage to resist.
The flames were blazing, illuminating Maxwell's ugly and ferocious face. At this moment, his face was full of killing pleasure. The days of guarding the Batross plane prison were so boring that he had to find a way to have some fun. And bring these exhausted and poor adventurers who were forced into Bartlos Prison to the last plane teleportation array in the entire Exiled Land, and then shatter their newly ignited hope with their own hands. Surprise turned into a face of utter horror, and it was one of the funniest things he could think of.
Some adventurers tried to rush out of the hall while Maxwell was killing them, and they were discovered by Maxwell just as they broke through the hole.
"Hahaha... Do you want to escape? Don't dream, there is no precedent for people who entered the Batross plane prison to escape, you humble reptiles, die to me!"
Maxwell laughed wildly, slightly raised his hand holding the single-edged broadsword, and a white halo suddenly opened, enveloping everyone at once.
"Not good! He opened the field..."
"The way out is blocked..."
"We're fucked… "
The channel leading to the teleportation array of the plane was completely blocked, and for a while, everyone felt desperate...