Click!
The sturdy man's expression froze, and then he couldn't help but complain: "Tsk! It's all your fault..."
"Just shut up."
A hoarse old female voice sounded, scolding in a calm tone, causing the sturdy man to look behind him with a stiff expression.
"Lord Zura..."
The dark elf, who looked old, had a serious look on his face and tapped his cane neither lightly nor heavily.
"The badge of the Northern Witch has expired. When we leave, we will definitely alert those guys in the monastery."
"There is no way out now. We can only rescue Sfannie and take her with us. That is our only chance."
"Keep quiet and stop talking nonsense. This operation must succeed and not fail!"
“This is our only chance.”
Everyone was silent, feeling the fatal pressure falling on their shoulders again.
Only success is allowed, failure is not allowed!
In the midst of depression, a confused sigh drifted away in the wind.
"But even if we rescue her, what's the point? She's just a weirdo who only knows how to study taboos..."
No one answered this question.
No need to answer.
They made the wrong bet before, and the reckoning of the new head of the family has already begun. All of them who stood on the wrong side will be on the list of those to be liquidated.
No one could escape the endless pursuit by the Moore clan that lasted for hundreds of years.
Even though they now have five legendary masters, it is still the same.
Death is certain!
They now have only one way to survive.
That is to set up a new banner to attract firepower. They will take the opportunity to summon other liquidated personnel to counterattack and seize power, so that they can have a chance to turn the tables and survive.
As for what the final outcome of the big banner that was pushed out to attract firepower will be...what does it have to do with them
If you are obedient, I will continue to support you as a puppet.
If it doesn't obey...just get a new one.
Anyway, all we need is a bloodline title.
At worst, we could imprison her and let her give birth to a child, then get rid of her.
This is not difficult.
After some arguing, everyone regained their composure, began to move silently, and quickly climbed over the high wall and entered the monastery.
They followed the map they had prepared long ago, carefully avoided the heavy security, and quickly arrived at the prison where Sfanny was imprisoned.
Crunch…
More than twenty figures pushed open the door and walked in one after another, without disturbing anyone, and successfully entered the Third Discipline House.
However, they were still careless. They were so focused on being alert to the eyes around them that they forgot to raise their heads.
Just as they successfully entered the Third Discipline House, a slender figure wearing a pure white hood stood on the top of the monastery's highest bell tower.
He bathed in the scarlet moonlight, watching their every move with his deep eyes, analyzing their identities.
After they all entered, he opened the blank manual in his hand and slowly began to write with a charcoal pencil.
"The irritable madman, the calm wise man, the kind good man, the calm and stern serious man, and the man who never spoke... I know which scene it is."
“All the actors are in place.”
"It's time for the show to begin."
Herbert nodded with satisfaction, turned a new page, and began writing briskly in charcoal.
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and roar at the close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.]
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“What’s going on!?”
The goateed "wise man" frowned and looked at the surrounding maze, and found that there were only four subordinates around him who were also confused and nervous, and the other legends were not around.
"Where did the others go?"
"Have we been discovered? Or is this just a feature of the Endless Maze?"
The "wise man" thought about it and carefully observed the surrounding environment, and found that there was only an ordinary door in front of him.
Where does that lead to
"… "
He was silent for a while and shook his head weakly.
They thought they had hidden themselves perfectly, but they were still discovered unexpectedly.
However, for some reason, the other party did not attack them directly, but deliberately separated them.
Are you trying to tease us
still…
But no matter what, given the current situation, there is nothing we can do but cooperate.
"… ha!"
The "wise man" sighed deeply, his eyes gradually becoming firm: "I don't know who you are, but don't think your plan can succeed so easily!"
…
Although the wise man knows that darkness is reasonable when he dies,
Because their words did not burst forth lightning,
They do not go gentle into that good night.
…
He took a deep breath, strode to the door, pushed it open with force, his eyes full of determination.
Don't underestimate a legend's will to survive!
Then…
The "wise man" saw a huge ball of lava roaring towards his face.
At the same time, a faint and creepy chuckle sounded in his ears.
“Hehe~”
"You are finally here..."
Chapter 110 "Good Man" and "Mad Man" (1/3)
"Where are the others!?"
"This is... the Waterdeep Prison in the second area? But why has it become like this?"
The dark elves cried out in panic and raised their feet, trying to escape from the water beneath their feet.
The Deep Water Prison at this moment was completely different from what they had heard in the intelligence.
There was not a single bit of dryness. The water element was extremely active. The ground beneath their feet turned into a vast ocean, reaching above their waists. The air was filled with extremely humid moisture.
"Quiet, calm down!"
"grown ups… "
The "good man" took a deep breath, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and gently comforted his uneasy subordinates.
"Perhaps this is the nature of this prison. We just happened to be teleported here."
"As you can see, we have already entered the second area ahead of time. This is an advantage!"
She nodded vigorously and encouraged:
"If we can find Sfannie before everyone else, then we will make the greatest contribution to this rescue operation!"
"All slaves can be chosen by us first!"
"You can also take back the male slave you like from your mother, and you can also take back the female slave from your daughter. Both are fine!"
She painted a beautiful future, boosted morale and stirred their emotions.
Seeing her subordinates getting excited, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The "good guy" is indeed the best one among the five legends, but that is only from the perspective of the dark elves.
In this slave-owning race known for its debauchery, evil, and madness, dark elves like her who would not actively abuse slaves are already rare.
He is a rare good man.
But she only restrains herself from doing it and does not criticize other people's behavior.
She is also a member of the dark elves, and a high-ranking noble among them. She has been stepping on the backs of slaves since she was born, enjoying the food watered with their blood.
She never thought there was anything wrong with all this.
But just when everything settled down and she was about to lead the team deeper, a scream broke everyone's imagination.
"Is it the giant water elemental spirit?!"
Whoosh!
Accompanied by a huge wave, a giant water elemental fish over 20 meters long rushed out of the water and smashed heavily into them.
“Get out of the way!!!”
But just before they dispersed, the giant fish shattered in mid-air and turned into sharp water spikes that rushed towards everyone.
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
The situation was critical, and the "good guy" reacted decisively, grabbing the subordinates beside him to protect him.
"My Lord!? No! Ah!"
laugh!
The spikes easily pierced their bodies, turning into pillars of blood that dyed the sea water beneath their feet red.
The dark elf who was used as a shield was seriously injured, but she did not die immediately. She stared at the "good guy" with her eyes wide open and said in pain:
"Why? I... cough cough! I curse you, you won't have a good ending..."
The "good guy" ignored the dead person's cries and simply broke her neck to free her.
In the previous wave of attack, all the subordinates around her were killed, and she was the only one left alive.
She narrowed her eyes cautiously and quickly scanned the surroundings, trying to find the location of the person who had made the move.
The enemy is not scary.
The scary thing is that I can’t even find the other party’s location.
Fortunately, the other party seemed to have no intention of hiding himself and sat down openly on the reef in the middle of the field.
It's that siren!
Her colorful fish tail stirred freely in the water, just like an innocent girl going to the stream to play in the water.
His face was full of joy and he was humming a happy song.
“Hmph~Hmph~”
… etc!