The Dark King

Chapter 264: Advent

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According to the method in the instruction manual, Du Dian unscrewed the cap of the bottle, poured it on his left arm, and spread it evenly with his hands. He only felt that the smell of the spring of life was like the juice of flowers and plants, and at the same time, it had a very subtle smell of blood. His sense of smell is hard to smell. Apart from the smell of blood, there is also a little rancid smell, and the volatile smell particles are even rarer. Even if it is him, he needs to sniff carefully to find it.

"If an ordinary person is wounded by a sword, he only needs to smear it on the wound, and the spring of life will stimulate the rapid metabolism of the necrotic flesh and blood in that part, and grow new flesh and blood to heal the wound. A bottle of spring of life can be used sparingly, and it can be used for more than ten years. Time." Du Dian poured out half a bottle, and applied a layer on all parts of his left arm, including his fingers, which looked like a layer of oil, exuding a rich fragrance.

Looking at the spring of life quietly absorbing and volatilizing on his left arm, Du Dian was a little worried. Although he could explode beyond physical strength without consciousness, it would also cause great damage to himself, and in fierce battles, it was difficult to control the severity of shots. One point is extremely deadly in melee combat. In the future, I will either completely give up melee combat and focus on long-range archery, or I will immediately strengthen the control exercise of my left hand after my left hand recovers. Only at a certain level can he have the ability to fight in close combat.

"If you practice archery alone, specialization can improve quickly, but archery is mainly used for hunting outside the wall. If you are assassinated or confronted head-on inside the wall, you should rely on melee combat!" The hidden danger that Du Dian thought of Many, secretly decided in my heart, after the arm recovers, I will strengthen the exercise as soon as possible.

three days later.

"Doctor, are you sure the bones are completely healed, and will there be any hidden wounds inside?" Du Dian looked at the middle-aged man and his assistant, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, who were invited in front of him. It was the person who healed his arm back then.

The middle-aged man was concentrating on suturing Du Dian's left hand, sweating profusely. Hearing his question, he didn't have time to lift his head and said: "I have already checked, the bones are hard, and the cracks are completely healed. Just continue to recuperate for a while , you can recover completely, but it is recommended not to do strenuous activities in the near future, so as to prevent the new bone from being difficult to adapt to cracking."

Du Dian nodded. If ordinary people want to confirm whether their arm is recovering, they can get a general understanding of the pain. But he can only ask the doctor to come over and peel the arm to see the bone. Trauma, but the injury caused by the operation is a trauma, and the stitches can be removed after the wound heals.

Soon, the middle-aged man sewed up Du Dian's arm completely, put the blood-stained gloves and needles back into the operation box next to him, exhaled lightly, wiped off the hot sweat on his forehead, looked up at Du Dian, but found this The young man's expression was calmer than his own. Although he had been given anesthesia and would not feel any pain, he was not frightened by the bloody scene of the surgical dissection at all. If the wound is itchy, please refrain from scratching to prevent the wound from becoming infected, I will come over regularly for an anti-inflammatory and inspection, and if there are other abnormalities, you can also notify me immediately."

"Okay." Du Dian leaned on the bed and said, "It's hard work, go slowly."

The middle-aged man smiled, picked up the suitcase, greeted the girl next to him who was looking at Du Dian in surprise, turned and left the room.

the next day.

With his left hand wrapped in a bandage and a fixed plate hanging on his shoulder, Du Dian came to Ryan Castle. After dispersing the surrounding servants in the room on the second floor, Du Dian asked Fulin, "Have all the procedures been completed?"

"Yeah." Flynn took out a stack of bulging envelopes from the drawer, and said, "It's all in there, the people you want haven't escaped from prison, and it's easy to release them on bail, now you just need to pick them up. "

Du Dian nodded, took the stack of envelopes, and said, "I'll go, the road is too far, it's inconvenient for you."

Flynn glanced at his arm. "Your hand..."

"It's healed, wait for the stitches to be removed." Du Dian smiled, pulled the envelope into his arms, turned around and went downstairs, and was escorted by Fulin to the carriage brought by the butler outside the castle, and posed with Fulin After waving his hand, he got into the carriage and ordered the driver to set off.

In the frontier area of the business district, there is a low-lying hidden place surrounded by a thick jungle full of thorns, flowers and weeds. Deep in the jungle is a plain with luxuriant green grass. In the center of the plain stands an ancient tower over ten meters high The castle building, outside the castle is a spacious blue lake, reflecting the silver-gray radiation clouds and the blue sky sun in the sky.

This is Sylvia's first prison, Thorn Flower!

In the bright and gorgeous office on the top floor of the prison inner fort, the warden Jones and the housekeeper Peter stood on the balcony, looking at the thorny flower forest at the end of the plain outside the lake, Jones said softly: "I still remember the kid who escaped from here Is it?"

Peter smiled bitterly: "I don't think anyone in this prison will forget him."

There was no emotion on Jones' face, and he said, "Then do you remember how long it has been since he escaped from prison?"

"Two quarters." Peter vaguely guessed something, and said: "I heard that he joined the New World Consortium established by the Ryan family. Are the five dirty pigs released on bail in our prison today guaranteed by them?"

Jones nodded slightly, his eyes flickered, and said: "The Bron family who sent this kid in at the beginning failed to kill this kid in the past two quarters, and instead he was added to the Temple of Elements established by the Holy See of Light. In the middle, it can be seen that we made a big mistake at the beginning, when this kid was sent to prison, he should already have the power of an intermediate hunter, even close to the level of an advanced hunter."

Peter was startled for a moment, and soon understood why he made this inference—if he didn't have such a strong force, he would have been decapitated in the assassination of the Bron family.

"When he entered the prison, he was only thirteen years old, right?" Peter couldn't help saying, although he was over fifty years old, he remembered every criminal who entered the prison very clearly.

Jones nodded slightly, his eyes were deep, and said: "I have such power at the age of thirteen. The Bron family probably didn't know it at the beginning. It can be seen that this kid is extremely tolerant and good at disguising. After our baptism here, if the Bron family doesn't get rid of this kid as soon as possible, in the next ten years or so, it may be in the hands of this kid."

Peter was startled, and said: "No way, the Bron family has been in business for several generations, and their industries are spread across all walks of life. No matter how cunning and deep this kid is, he won't be able to do anything in front of a behemoth like the Bron family, right?" , if he's smart, it's about the same as reconciling with the Bron family, otherwise... "

"Reconciliation is impossible." Jones said softly: "It's not like you don't understand what life is like in our prison. If this kid becomes a high-level hunter, it will be a hanging knife for the Bron family. "

Peter nodded slightly, it was true, and said: "It is too difficult to become a high-level hunter, and the life of a hunter is unpredictable. Even a high-level hunter has an astonishingly high chance of falling outside the wall. In front of monsters , any kind of conspiracy is useless."

Jones saw a small black spot slowly appearing outside the plain, and said softly, "Here we come."

Du Dian raised the curtain of the car, looked around the surrounding plains, recalled the cloudy day when the drizzle was flying, and he fled here with his whole body wet and sticking to the grass, and he was filled with emotion.

After a while, the carriage came to Dudao by the lake.

"Stop, please show proof!" The jailer by the bridge shouted, if he hadn't seen the noble flag on Du Dian's carriage, he would have destroyed it as early as when the carriage was detected by the watchtower!

Du Dian pushed the door open, got out of the carriage, and took out the letter in his arms.

After taking it, the jailer opened it and looked it up. After a while, he finished reading, looked at Du Dian, and said, "Come with me, don't look around on the road." After speaking, he took Du Dian to the prison along the lonely road.

Du Dian stepped on the lonely road, watching shadows more than ten meters long swimming in the lake on both sides of the stone road. If someone fell into it, even advanced hunters would probably be dismembered and died tragically.

Suddenly, he felt someone staring at him, looked up, and saw two figures standing on a protruding balcony on the top floor of the prison inner fort, the leader was a middle-aged man in black, with thick eyebrows like knives, with With a stern demeanor, behind him is an old man with white hair on his temples, with a gentle expression, but a pair of eyes that hint at sharpness.

Du Dian guessed that these two should be the warden of Thorn Flower and his servant.

He had heard from other prisoners that "Jones", the warden of Thornflower, had killed high-level hunters with his bare hands, and his fighting ability was extremely strong. Many rebellious high-level hunters were subdued by Jones. This person's strength They are so strong that they should all be in the forefront among the punishers of the trial office, so they can suppress this vicious prison.