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At the end of the southeast area of the camp, there is a small mountain range...
There are many natural caves in the mountains, and the surrounding rocks are so dense that they cannot be used to set up tents and serve as resting places for the garrison personnel in the camps.
In the past, the cave in the mountains was just a small base for storing some materials and acting as a warehouse. However, the nature of one of the caves here has changed a few days ago.
From a warehouse of materials and grain to a cage!
And the person imprisoned in the cage is naturally Marcus waiting for the judgement of the'Council'!
When the girls were racking their brains to help Astraea start the'Pandora System', silently watching this scene from the side, something extraordinary happened here...
At the entrance of the cage cave, a fictitious wave of light rippling faintly here, and a series of strange noises are sent from the light wave, it sounds like a bubble is dangling, and it looks like a bubble. It is broken, but those who know it knows that this is the magic set by the Thunder King himself!
With it, as long as the people in it don't have the strength above the eighth level, then don't want to break it!
What's more, in the magic cage, there are two garrisons of Tier 8 guarding them. It's not that simple to escape from here...
Inside the cage cave, two dim magic lamps provide a faint light to illuminate the three breathing masters inside. Two tier 8 garrisons stand at the entrance of the cave as if they are on guard, looking frequently into the inner wall of the cave. Looking at it, his eyes were full of contempt and disgust.
"Look and see, that is the former second head of the Saito family, one of the camp leaders..."
"Yes, yeah, what a name..."
"They are still strong at the top of the eighth level, dealing with ordinary eighth-level garrisons like us. It can be done in minutes..."
"Oh, I'm so scared. It's a pity that people are now the betrayers of mankind, and the existence of colluding with the Beast King has been reduced to a prisoner..."
"Ha ha ha ha…"
Marcus, who was sitting in front of the cave's inner wall, did not express this unabashed ridicule. He didn't even lift his head. It really looked like a criminal who was about to be sent to death with all thoughts. The two garrisons of Tier 8 made a stronger ridicule.
The heavy iron fetters dragged the ground to make a series of screams. Marcus's face, which was hidden by the shadow, did not show the slightest death. On the contrary, there was a palpitating chill.
From entering here to the present, Marcus has been locked up for almost three days, but these three days are almost longer than a century for Marcus. I noticed the ridicule and intriguing cast by the two garrisons. Look in the eyes. His face became even more indifferent, but his hatred rose wildly in his heart.
It's a pity that a huge ice-type vindictive spirit was blocked by hundreds of kilograms of shackles on his hands and feet. This torture instrument that can block vindictiveness and magic power is not an object that Marcus can destroy at will, unless he completely relies on his own. Physical ability, but Marcus is not a Warcraft. How could it be possible to have such a strong physical ability to break free from heavy shackles? …
In his current state, the two garrison guards of Tier 8 could easily press him to the ground with one finger, and kill him on the spot!
Coupled with that layer of magic cage, let alone an eighth peak, there are ten eighth peaks. It is impossible to get out under such conditions!
Therefore, even if no matter how angry and hate he is in his heart, Marcus can only resist the attack, otherwise, the two garrisons who can't understand him on weekdays will definitely not care to teach him the tiger...
Sinking, Marcus hides his figure and expression in the shadow of the cave as much as possible. There is only a gentle murmur that no one can hear clearly and echoes very slightly.
"about there…"
…
At the same time, outside the cave and in the mountains, several figures suddenly shot from a distance, like a silent arrow, flying to the cave not far away, hiding in a few trees. Hiding the figure, a pair of wolf-like eyes peeked out, looking towards the cage cave in front...
The heads of several figures turned and swayed slightly, seeming to look at each other, then nodded to each other, hiding behind the trees, breathing slowly to the point of almost no, I believe even if there are eight. A powerful person of the order passing by here, I am afraid that there will be no traces of a few people...
The few people maintained this appearance, did not move any more, like a dead body, until the night reached the deepest, and the bright moon in the sky was enveloped by dark clouds, they finally moved!
Like a torpedo shot out of the water, a few people leaped out with a'swish', and immediately came to the front of the cage cave!
Two of the leading figures carried out their fighting spirit, displayed their combat skills, and slammed heavily into the magic cage that enveloped the cave. Depending on the degree of that fighting spirit and the power of their combat skills, these two were at least an eighth-level mid-level powerhouse!
"Boom..."
With a muffled sound, the magic cage violently turbulent, no suspense broke, several figures flew into the cave at the same time!
"Who!"
When the two garrisoned personnel of Tier 8 realized what had happened, several figures had already arrived in front of them, and the combat skills containing the sound of breaking air fell on the two who were caught off guard!
"Boom..." "Boom!"
"Ah!" In the two muffled sounds, the two garrison screamed and fell to the rear. Before they could react, their necks were gripped by two pale arms...
"Kacha..." "Kacha..."
In the next second, the horrible "click" sounded, and the two garrisoned personnel of Tier 8 were attacked to death in this way, and there was no more sound...
"Wow!"
"Wow!!!"
In the sound of flying by, a series of black shadows flashed in front of Marcus, and a total of four people lined up straight in front of Marcus.
"Boss!"
Low and powerful voices came from the bodies of the four black shadows. Looking at the aura from them, they were all eighth-level powerhouses, and they were all eighth-level high-level!
"..." The four of them showed up, Marcus's complexion looked a lot better, and he nodded silently. Upon seeing this, one of them stepped forward and unlocked the shackles on Marcus's body.
Marcus is also the second head of the Seto family anyway. Over the years, he has also cultivated a few diehard loyalists secretly.
"Are you all ready?" Marcus said with a cold face after moving his hands.
The man who helped him lift the shackles nodded. "We have arranged a route to escape, and some obstacles have been cleared!"
"Very good..." Marcus spit out two words faintly, then walked to the entrance of the cave, and the four diehards quickly followed.
The moment he walked out of the cage cave, the sealed vindictiveness appeared as if hindsight, the billowing icy blue air flow wafted from Marcus's limbs, causing the temperature in the air to drop to an extreme!
Looking at his own hands and looking at the night sky over the camp, Marcus held it up, so hard that the bones made a rubbing sound.
"It's been a while..."
When he said this, Marcus's tone was low, but he revealed an astonishing resentment and hatred, and a terrifying aura was burning on his body!
Behind him, the four diehards bowed their heads, not daring to look directly.
They have been with Marcus for a long time, but they have never seen a boss like this. They know that they are familiar with Marcus's temper. If they touched his brow at this time, I am afraid that even if it is them, there is only a dead end!
After a pause for a few seconds, Marcus raised his head again, grinned at the corner of his mouth, and laughed like a ghost, full of ferociousness.
Looking at a certain area in the camp, Marcus burst into a deadly murderous intent.
That's the area where Silent is in the tent!
"No words... No words..." Marcus snarled in a low voice of resentment.
"Wait, I won't just let it go!"
In the night, with a fierce roar and low roar like a beast, the five Marcus disappeared in place, rushing away from the camp, and disappeared...