The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking

Chapter 8

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Let him strangle the other. "The shrill voice suggested secretly.

Sand Ghost: "The bottle is in your hand."

"Oh, let me try—you, go and break his neck." The sharp voice lowered its voice, and it sounded light and gloomy, extremely harsh.

"Okay." A strange voice replied, it should be the spirit priest who was overwhelmed.

After a while, there was a crisp sound of bones, and the high-pitched voice suppressed excitement: "Okay, okay, great."

The sand ghost asked: "Now you know the effect? It feels good to try it yourself? There are so many people in the dungeon, you can do whatever you want. I should go back after I finish my work. When I came just now, the sky was already dark."

As soon as the words fell, there was a whistling sound in the corridor, and it quickly returned to silence.

The high-pitched voice didn't move for a long time, and didn't know what it was thinking. After a long time, it murmured again like a sigh: "Okay."

Kevin: "..." It sounds like a pervert.

The footsteps of the shrill voice hesitated for a while, and finally came towards Kevin and the others. The aisle of the dungeon is not spacious, and it is only a few steps away from the prison door.

Kevin could feel the man stretching out his hand through the door, fingers getting closer to him.

The ghost knows if there is anything weird in his hand.

Because of the sideways head, the man could only see the back of Kevin's head.

Relying on the safety of the perspective, Kevin slightly opened his eyelids, but found that Oswald was half-closed, motionless over his shoulder, staring at the position of the cell door.

Kevin: "..."

Suddenly seeing such a situation, he was startled. But the high-pitched voice was not noticed, and I don't know if it was too excited or what.

Just when Kevin held his breath, Oswald's eyes suddenly opened, and he jumped up like a leopard. Kevin immediately understood, and turned his head and was slapped. Hearing a crisp sound of "snap", Kevin's slap hit Jian Sheng's wrist impartially, his fingers softened, and a glass bottle in his palm rolled to the ground.

At the same time, Oswald had already passed Kevin to the door of the cell, grabbed Screamer's neck fiercely, twisted and pulled.

boom-

Screaming's head slammed hard against the metal door rail, bleeding out from the knock.

A tall and thin figure suddenly jumped out from the opposite cell and rushed towards this side. He was wearing a white linen robe, which looked like a shroud, and looked like a withered ghost. This costume is aesthetically pleasing to know that it belongs to the Spirit Race.

That covered priest!

At the critical juncture, Kevin did not forget the previous lesson. After the heavy armored cavalry was pierced, the sand ghosts who jumped out would die whoever touched them.

He took off the long sword hanging from Jian Sheng's waist, and pushed Jian Sheng forward, just in time to bump into the screaming priest.

At the moment of the collision, Kevin raised his hand and struck a sword, fast and ruthless.

And Oswald picked up the glass bottle rolling on the ground, and shouted: "Get out of the way!"

In the blink of an eye, because of Oswald's loud shout, the priest who was wrapped up stopped his charge. At the same time, Kevin's long sword pierced in from behind the screeching voice, and protruded from his chest. Entering the priest's heart, he stabbed the two of them directly.

bingo!

Years of entanglement with sand ghosts made Kevin practice killing with one move. When the sword went down, he knew clearly that Sand Ghost's heart had been pierced.

A shrill and hoarse trombone sounded, and Oswald threw Kevin away without saying a word.

The whole body of the pierced spirit priest burst open, and the sand scattered everywhere, but those that splashed towards Kevin and the others were all blocked by the screaming body.

Kevin was thrown to a corner away from the cell door by Oswald, and watched as the screaming voice collapsed from the beginning and turned into a beach of sand on the ground.

With such a commotion in the dungeon, the guards at the door would be dead if they didn't come.

The two stood up, smashed the keyhole of the cell door, went straight to the next door, and smashed Mio's cell door.

"The cāo is suffocating me! Hey—wake up! Don't pretend to be dead!" Mio jumped up, took the metal rod and poked his ankle chain vigorously, while pushing and shoving his fellow cell The three giant orcs.

The sound of metal armor colliding and rubbing sounded one after another, and noisy voices came from the other side of the aisle—obviously, the guards rushed in!

Worst of all, it sounds massive.

Mio shook his hand poking the keyhole: "..."

Oswald: "Has that idiot Sapir sent all the troops in the city to guard this prison?!"

Mio had a yào pill expression on his face: "You said