"I am moved by the great paternal love in front of me, but unfortunately, you have no qualifications to negotiate terms with me."
Fei shook his head coldly, and said decisively: "Everyone has to pay the price for what they do, and your price is death. Although you are the controller of the Daxue Mountain Martial Arts Holy Land, you can still be considered as the master of the Daxue Mountain Martial Arts Holy Land. There are countless strong people, but now, you are just my prisoner. Do you think that I came to this dungeon to negotiate some bullshit terms with you to compromise? Then you are wrong, big mistake, don’t Think too noble of Lao Tzu, don't trap me with bullshit aristocratic demeanor and the glory of warriors, my king's principle is to revenge for revenge, and for revenge for injustice. I came here today to enjoy being a winner. Any compromise is the groan of the weak, despised by the truly strong."
These words resounded loudly, echoing loudly in the not-so-spacious execution room.
This is not an answer in line with the aristocratic demeanor and a warrior and king who truly enjoys glory, but it is obviously more in line with the psychology of ordinary people, so the skinny and ugly jailer and the four naked-chested strong men not only did not feel any resentment, On the contrary, I feel that everything is as it should be, and I feel that Lord Alexander is closer to a living and flesh-and-blood person, rather than those hypocritical gentlemen of nobles.
"you… "
[Snow Mountain Hermit] I just feel as if I was hit hard by some invisible thing, and I have difficulty breathing.
"You...you madman, you are a madman!"
In desperation, Doni struggled frantically, wailing and roaring, trembling in vain like a fish about to be pulled out of the water.
At this moment, whether it is the [Snow Mountain Hermit] who is deeply scheming and still has luck, or tends to collapse because of fear.
The two of them suddenly felt a kind of deep-rooted fear at the same time. The young king in front of him had a very unique temperament, crazy and stubborn, which made people tremble in a daze, like a hungry man who would never forget his hatred. Wolf, people will always regret being an enemy of someone like him.
"Haha, then you can kill us! Wait for the masters of the Holy See to discover the breath of undead that remains here, and then you will come to hell to accompany us, haha, the entire Shampoo that you cherish and protect, They will all be destroyed under the wrath of the Holy See." [Snow Mountain Hermit] finally responded, he shook his body, slammed the chains, and roared at Fei with sarcasm and sarcasm on his face.
"Really? You have been imprisoned here for more than four days. Could it be that four days is not enough for the Holy See experts in Double Flag City to detect the magic power of the undead in the city?"
Fei sneered and said: "You should understand that although the elders of the Holy See are usually slow to respond, they will not be slow in the slightest when facing the power of the undead, but why haven't they come yet?"
[Snow Mountain Hermit] I was dumbfounded.
Sun Fei's words hit the nail on the head and hit his vitals.
This point is also what he has been wondering since two days ago. Logically speaking, the undead power displayed by the undead bone dragon at that time is definitely enough to attract the attention of the people of the Holy See, and the undead bone dragon is inside his body A large amount of undead power was blasted in to block his fighting spirit channel. Such a strong breath of undead power might not arouse the notice of the Holy See, but no one from the Holy See appeared for four days in a row. This is really abnormal up.
At this moment, [Snow Mountain Hermit] suddenly thought of something that he had neglected, and his pupils shrank.
"Looking at your appearance, it seems that you finally understand something, but it's a pity that you understand it too late."
A layer of golden flames on Fei's body was fleeting, but it dispelled the cold air in the entire dungeon in an instant, and everywhere was filled with a sacred and peaceful atmosphere. His Majesty the King showed a victorious smile on his face, and continued with disdain. : "I am the chosen son of the Holy See. I control the golden sacred power, enjoy the favor of the God of Light, and am the spokesperson of the gods walking in the world. With such a noble status, how can I get along with the evil necromancer? If you want to slander the king, you should think of a better way, instead of using such naive reasons that even a three-year-old child would not believe."
"How can this be?"
[Snow Mountain Hermit]Heart sank.
This is indeed the case. King Chambord is the [Son of God] of the Holy See. Logically speaking, it is absolutely impossible to collude with the power of the undead. No one will believe it if you tell it. But that ancient undead dragon is clearly his subordinate, obey his orders. Order... How in the world would such a thing happen
All of a sudden, his mind was as deep as [Snow Mountain Hermit], and he also felt that his head was not enough.
At this time, the abnormal rebirth—he was suddenly surprised to find that the power of the undead that was sealed in his body and suppressed his strength was fading rapidly, just like thin snow exposed to the scorching sun. Under the circumstances, under the undead quickly disappeared, the channel of battle energy has been restored to a smooth state, and the strength of a half-moon-level lower-level body is rapidly recovering.
"Don't be surprised, your strength will recover soon. This king will not kill those who are powerless to resist. I will give you one last chance. Have you seen the passage behind this king? As long as you can defeat me, you can leave here alive. "
Fei pointed to the only passage leading to the outside of the dungeon, and signaled the four naked-chested strong men and the skinny and ugly jailer to leave the execution room, so as not to be affected by the ensuing battle.
"My lord...you have to be careful."
When the jailer passed by Fei's side, he didn't know what to think, so he dared to say such a sentence out of nowhere.
"Well, thank you."
Fei patted the jailer's shoulder lightly, and a majestic golden holy power poured into his shoulder, healing and eradicating all the dark wounds accumulated in his body due to years of living in this dark and damp dungeon. .
Then in the next moment, Fei switched to [Barbarian Mode], and a majestic pure power spread out, guarding the entire dungeon, and the silver-white power shield protected the walls on all sides. In this way, Even if the two wanted to rely on their tyrannical moon-level strength to break through the wall and escape, it was impossible. There was only one way to escape, and that was to defeat Fei.
The jailer only felt a warm current pouring into his body from Fei's palm, and he felt like he was decades younger in an instant, his legs and feet became much lighter, and the dream he had once returned to his soul at this moment. middle.
He didn't dare to say anything more, and quickly left the execution room.
But he stopped outside the execution room, quietly waiting for the battle inside to end.
At such a short distance, once the battle between the moon-level powerhouses starts, the sky will collapse, and the entire dungeon may be destroyed. However, out of absolute confidence in Lord Alexander, the jailer did not leave here.
"Lord Alexander...is invincible, he will definitely win."
The jailer whispered to himself in his heart, although he knew that those two people would be terrible after regaining their strength, and it was said that they were both legendary moon-level powerhouses with incomparable power, but the jailer was still extremely firm in his heart.
Behind him, the four fierce and fierce men with naked upper body did not leave immediately, but stood in a row and waited quietly...
In the execution room.
Ding ding ding!
The handcuffs and handcuffs were torn apart like tofu.
[Snow Mountain Hermit] landed on the ground, stretched out his arms slowly, squeezed his palms, and with a whoosh, raging flames burned in his palms, driving away traces of black mist slowly escaping from his body .
These black qi are exactly the power of the undead that Arthur sealed in his body.
The power of the undead sealed in his body was originally indestructible, but when Sun Fei deliberately illuminated it with the flames of holy power in [Paladin mode], it suddenly loosened and began to disintegrate. The flame-type grudge intensified this process, and after a full minute, the last trace of undead power sealed in his body was finally completely expelled from his body, and his strength was finally fully restored.
the other side.
Doni felt the long-lost power return to his body, with an ecstatic expression on his face, he broke free from the handcuffs and shackles on his body, without saying a word, he jumped up impatiently and flew towards the top of the torture chamber , He didn't have any confidence and courage to face Fei at all, he just wanted to escape here as soon as possible, and he didn't even care about [Snow Mountain Hermit], the father who had just revealed his identity beside him.
A mocking look appeared on Fei's face.
boom!
There was a slight muffled sound.
Duny screamed and fell to the ground, hitting his head with blood.
He slammed with all his strength, thinking that he could break through the ground and escape, but who knows where it covered the silver light covering the walls in all directions of the torture room, without even a single ripple, and an unstoppable expression suddenly appeared on his face. the color of despair.
Suddenly, this vicious young man seemed to have thought of something, and he knelt on the ground and begged frantically for mercy: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Great Chambord King, no, don't kill me, I know a secret, a big secret, about the [Ghost Palace] Yes, I overheard someone from the Holy See Judgment God team revealing it, please let me go, I will tell you this news, really, I promise, this is definitely very valuable news, I even The master didn't even tell me that there is an artifact born in the small world of the thirty-sixth level of difficulty, and whoever can get it can break through the realm of the day level and become a legend... "
Fei's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't speak.
And [Snow Mountain Hermit] didn't see it, didn't say a word, just crazily stimulated his flame battle energy.