In the rusty iron prison, the little lunatic was looking up at the sky.
The sky there was as dark as outside, as if the sun had never fallen on that part of the world. But what is different from the outside world is that the sky in the distance is not only gloomy, but also has traces of chaotic mist floating insignificantly, making it look more and more unreal.
Looking away from the sky, the little lunatic looked around again. His fellow humans were imprisoned in an iron cage like livestock. They looked outside blankly, their eyes had lost their luster, and their expressions seemed to be born with fatigue and fear, and they were even a little... confused.
The foreigners in the camp went through great hardships and paid a huge price to escape the pursuit of the Guixu apostles. They thought they would be able to welcome a new life after coming to the east, but who would have thought that they would fall into the lap of another gang of villains just after escaping from the clutches of the devil.
And the situation that time was much more difficult than before.
Most of the clan's combat power was exhausted in the process of blocking the Guixu apostles. Duan Fei, who had just been promoted to clan leader, was in a state of suspended animation due to serious injuries. There was also no news about Jiang Cheng who led everyone to escape from the camp. If there is anything left, it is a group of old, weak, women and children in the camp who cannot form a fighting force at all, let alone escape from the cage.
Such a situation leaves no one with a glimmer of hope.
The mood of despair complements the dark cage, shrouding all the strangers in the camp unbridled. Everyone was silent, enduring the torment of negative emotions. Just a little bit, they would completely collapse and fall into madness.
"No! You can't give up!"
The little lunatic clenched his teeth and looked at Duan Fei, who was in a state of suspended animation.
Perhaps, when Duan Fei wakes up, they will have great hope.
Whether it was that little hope that made the little madman and other tribesmen insist on coming east. But that situation cannot last long.
Everyone's nerves seem to be a tight string, unable to withstand more pressure. As long as there is a slight change, people will lose the strength to go eastward.
Soon, something unexpected happened.
There is movement outside.
The little lunatic was now very sensitive to the surrounding environment. He immediately noticed that many guards were running outside, and the defense force of the gymnasium was greatly weakened.
"Could it be that the Wu Sheng Cult has been invaded by foreign enemies?" The little lunatic immediately guessed something and thought to himself, "If you want to escape from prison, now is probably the best chance, so..."
The little lunatic looked towards the center of the cage. Duan Fei was still lying there with his eyes closed, his breathing so weak that it was difficult to detect, as if he was dead.
"Only when the most powerful Duan Fei wakes up can Keke break out of the cage." The little lunatic frowned, constantly thinking about ways to wake up Duan Fei.
Unknowingly, there were only four or five guards left outside the gymnasium, making the already quiet gymnasium fall into a deathly silence.
Time passed little by little, and the little lunatic still hadn't figured out a way to wake up Duan Fei.
After all, Duan Feifu was injured by the mental attack of the Xuxu apostle. On the surface, it didn't appear to be serious, but in fact, his mental consciousness was seriously damaged. In that case, Duan Fei would have to enter a state of suspended animation to repair himself. At this time, if someone can help with mental strength to repair, Duan Fei's chances of waking up as soon as possible will be much greater. However, the little lunatic's own strength is low. If he rashly intervenes with his own mental power, it is likely to be counterproductive, so he does not dare to make such an attempt at all.
All the methods that the little lunatic thought of required a mentally strong person to help him. In that case, it would no doubt be impossible.
With a splitting headache, the little lunatic had to stop thinking and look outside the cage. He saw that the five guards were gathering together, whispering something, and peeking into the cage.
The little madman immediately became vigilant, but besides being vigilant, he could do nothing now.
The five guards seemed to have finished chatting and walked towards the cage in unison. The little lunatic noticed that the faces of those people showed a disgusting and evil expression.
The cell door opened with a creak. In that silent space, it sounded very harsh.
Everyone's attention was attracted by the sound of the door opening. They all looked at a guard who walked in with an uneasy look.
The guard had a weird smile on his face as he glanced around the whole place. His expression didn't look like he was looking at people, but more like he was looking at... food
"The people in charge are gone, it's time for us to have some fun." The guard said to himself, his saliva flowing out unknowingly, "Which one should I eat first?"
eat human!
The little madman was suddenly frightened.
He had known whether Wusheng Cult was a cult, but he never expected that its members would be so twisted and sick.
There was a commotion in the cage, and the roast spread quickly.
A guard outside the cage said, "Hurry up and choose, Jie Donglai has other tricks up his sleeve."
Another warned, "I don't want to eat them all, the morning ritual is very useful."
The guard in the prison said, "He just needs to eat his legs, so that's fine."
Someone behind him said with a smile, "It has to come directly from the body to make it taste better! Especially when I was eating, I could hear screams constantly in my ears. It felt like... tsk tsk!"
Those wrong words made everyone feel terrified. If it weren't for the chains tied around them, they would have escaped far away. Now they are like a flock of sheep that has been broken into by a wolf. There is no other way except fear and trembling.
Under such circumstances, the little lunatic became more and more anxious when he saw that Duan Fei was still in suspended animation. At that time, the little lunatic suddenly felt a pair of eyes falling on him. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart, and turned around to look tremblingly. He saw the guard striding towards him, his eyes gleaming with excitement, and shouted: "There is actually a child! He likes it!"
Seeing the guard's figure completely occupying his field of vision, the little lunatic was extremely frightened. He would rather die than have his legs and arms bitten off alive.
The little lunatic tried to resist, but he was too weak to pose a threat to the wrong party. The wrong party punched the little lunatic in the abdomen, causing the child to vomit and immediately lost his ability to fight.
Feeling his legs and arms being grabbed by the guards, the little lunatic prayed silently to the alien god, the future king Metatron, like a dying person.
Although his eyes were tightly closed, the little lunatic could still feel the heat of the approaching guards, as well as the slowly opening mouths of disgusting fishy smells.
"... The king of the future who exists tomorrow, has existed in the past, and will live forever... If I really exist, please save his people and let those evil people get the punishment they deserve... "
After the little lunatic recited that sentence silently in his mind, he frowned and gritted his teeth, waiting for the coming pain of breaking his arm.
However, what he heard was... a scream
Could it be that Metatron appeared
The little madman opened his eyes in surprise and saw a figure emitting clear light.