After being told by the captain that "the person who is executed by the condemned law has the highest priority, I will arrange your request before other passengers to deal with it, so I believe that you will be sent to the Lihunshu soon. In addition, Faeu Private fights among passengers on the same number are strictly prohibited. Please be sure to abide by this rule." Later, Ashin walked out of the captain's room with his head shrugged.
Using the price of being a slave in exchange for the Reaching Li Soul Tree was much easier than the heavy price paid by other underworld executioners, but I still felt dejected, as if something very important was missing.
The ensuing fierce fighting and injuries made Ashin's steps slow and fatigued. He suddenly felt a sense of disobedience and raised his head wary.
Then, Ashin found him in a corridor that was at least four hundred meters long. There were independent doors on both sides of the corridor, and every twenty meters, one would see stairs connecting the upper and lower floors. This is completely different from the route he took when he came in with the captain. He looked back and saw that the door of the captain's room was behind him, and there was no other way.
This magic ship is really well-deserved, and it looks like it can only accommodate up to two hundred people. However, under the effect of space magic, the inner space of the Faeutong can be compared with a 10,000-ton passenger ship.
A Xin walked quickly across the corridor and grumbled angrily: "This black-belly, must be deliberately launching space magic to tease me!" He was a little anxious to return to the deck, and Faeu must have paid back on the same ship. There are other passengers, these passengers are genuine aborigines of the supernatural world, no matter in appearance, customs, quality or ability, they are all strange. It's not a good idea to leave the big bald head, who doesn't understand this, alone for too long.
With the faint gleam of the luminous pearls on the walls on both sides, Ashin ran to the nearest staircase, but after passing the constantly rotating staircase, he only reached the corridor on the other floor, and the other side of the corridor was impressive. The door of the captain's room that had walked out before.
"It doesn't look like it is back to the original place, that is, no matter which floor is connected to the door of the captain's room?" After running up several floors in succession, Ashin became suspicious, leaning up on the stair railing. Looking at it, the spiral staircase continues to extend upward into the invisible darkness.
(The space magic of this ship is probably not designed to be able to reach the deck upwards. If that is the case, try running it vertically!) So judged, Ashin began to run along the corridor in the opposite direction of the captain's room.
During this period, Ashin passed through many doors, some of them heard excitement, and I don’t know what the guys inside were doing; in some doors, there were sounds of beasts roaring. Dare to imagine what is in that room; some doors will glow from the cracks of the door, as if a magician is practicing some kind of art inside; some doors come out with a pious voice of prayer: "Great Agu Lishen, please bless my success in this investment, otherwise I will not even be able to pay the price of this ship..."
There was even a room with the door open, and Ashin's aftermath caught a flash in the room: a big-footed snowman was standing in front of the mirror with a sad face holding two arms. He thought he was dazzled at that moment, so he trot backwards back to the door of the room.
The Bigfoot Snowman found that there was an impudent stranger looking at his own choice with a smile of forbearance. It yelled angrily: "What are you looking at? Haven't seen a snowman wear it?"
Ashin tightly covered his mouth, and laughed in a very low voice: "Haha...I really haven't seen it!"
The Bigfoot Snowman showed a sharp tooth: "Huh? What are you talking about?"
"I didn't say anything, I'm sorry to disturb you. Besides, I think the one with Spider-Man printed on it is very suitable for you. Good luck, bye!" Asin stuck out his tongue and ran away.
After passing through many more doors, Ashin came to a very wide space, almost the size of two football fields. Most of the items stacked here are affixed with the seal of "Fae's Same Number Depository", which seems to be the place where passengers carry goods.
There are packed luggage, long cargo racks, containers stacked on the roof, and safes floating in the air.
When Ashin passed through an area, he suddenly stopped. There were cages covered by thick blankets, and he could clearly feel the aura of creatures emanating from those cages.
Ashin speculated that these cages might contain a variety of supernatural creatures, and these creatures are very rare even in supernatural worlds, otherwise no one would take them to this costly Phaetong ship to transport them. .
Among these cages, two large cages are particularly noticeable. Of the two cages, one is exuding the icy breath of the cold wind, and the other is constantly releasing anxious heat waves. The two cages were still close to each other, and the two opposing extreme auras did not give way to each other, causing the creatures in the cages closer to each other to whine and whine.
Ashin was very curious, looked around, and said to himself: "Just take a look, there should be no problem, right?" He tiptoed over and lifted the blankets on the two cages...
It was the image of a woman with disheveled hair, bandages tied to her head, and a straw skirt on her waist. Her skin showed a scorched yellow color, and her whole body continued to exude a violent dry breath. It seems that as soon as you get close, you will be forcibly sucked all the moisture from your body. ——She is actually a drought!
Drought, a humanoid creature that can cause drought. According to legends, if the body does not rot after death, coupled with the ingenious cooperation of the time and earth, the body will become a drought. In fact, it is not a monster with intention to do evil, but the special nature of the physical nature of the creatures made them become monsters cursed and expelled by people in the ancient agriculture-based ancient times.
In this era, mankind has more and more means to fight against drought, so the number of drought-dependent droughts in the world is decreasing. Among them, some of the more ferocious individuals simply turned to rely on human beings whose souls were barren. People who are possessed by drought will basically show the characteristics of being indifferent to anything, depressed all day long, or extremely empty. However, it is said that Droughts are originally descendants of the fallen gods. Where they are, various evil spirits will escape one after another. Therefore, Droughts are now the darling of collectors in the supernatural world. (Although most ethicists believe that dwarfs are intelligent and emotional, keeping them as pets is an inhumane act that violates their dignity.)
A drought? This is really a rare creature, Ashin has only seen a portrait in the doctor's manual before.
But what surprised Ashin even more was the one in the other cage!
The long fiery red hair was thick and hard, hanging from behind like a burning flame. A slender and strong body, with elastic but not redundant muscles full of vitality. His dark blue eyes were full of thunderous anger, and his strong jaw showed his firm will to others. The huge hands and feet are covered by thick scales, and the azure blue skin will even lose its color with aquamarine.
Ashin was in a daze for a while, he took a deep breath, took five steps back, held his heart with his hand, and respectfully saluted: "Proud fearless warrior, fangs that are not afraid of the cold winter wind, the proud son of galloping on the ice field, King Yu The king of the north. You..." He raised his head in confusion and asked the person in the cage: "As a royal family, why are you imprisoned here?!"
The azure blue figure in the cage let out a deep and angry gasp: "I...the king of the frost troll...was framed!"
Frost Troll, the noble branch of the troll tribe, the proud and free powerful fantasy beast species, the troll tribe that dominates the northern ice field, is jointly praised by the trolls all over the world as the supreme leader of the troll king.
This ancient Eudemons race has a high degree of wisdom and civilization. They live low-key in the remote northern ice field. Although they have unusually fierce fighting habits, they are all simple Eudemons that treat people very friendly. Even the first admonition of the tribe is: to make good connections.
Frost trolls have made a great contribution to the peace of the supernatural world. They are respected noble warriors in the supernatural world, and they will receive a grand courtesy no matter where they go.
Exhausting all the words cannot describe Ashin's surprise at the moment. Of course, he was so surprised for a reason.
Among the Frost Trolls, the purer the skin color indicates the more expensive the blood line. The skin of this troll is like a piece of blue sky. It undoubtedly has the most noble status among the Frost Trolls!
Moreover, it has fiery red hair and three snowflake-shaped imprints lined up on its forehead. my God! That's a physical sign that a pure-blood royal family can only have!
What's more, it claims to be the "King of Frost Trolls"
These noble and proud fighters have always been extremely respected by the Conviction Alliance. What Axin said was the praise of the Frost Troll from the Spiritual World in unison.
However, Ashin was even more surprised: Why does it have no fangs
The fangs of the frost trolls are their pride. Frost trolls believe that fangs are the recognition of their ancestors' courage. The bigger the fangs are, the easier they are to be respected by their clan. The size of the fangs of a frost troll may even affect its marriage and status in the tribe. If someone has very small fangs, they will be ridiculed and despised by other frost trolls, and in severe cases they will even be expelled from the tribe.
Generally speaking, the fangs of the Frost Troll royal family are the largest, and the fangs of many royal families tend to grow higher than the top of their heads.
The frost troll in front of him, no matter its physique or momentum, or judging from the color of its skin, it is undoubtedly the most noble kind of blood.
But... why doesn't it have fangs? !
It has no fangs. Although it looks very handsome, it does not look like a frost troll, but rather like a hybrid of ice elves and humans.
While Ashin was still tortured by the doubts in his heart, the Frost Troll spoke indifferently: "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Ashin took out the token that was returned to him from the captain: "I am the convict of the convict coalition! Now I am on the same number as Faeu because of the investigation of a case."
The frost troll suddenly raised his head: "The person executed by the law?!"
Axin nodded and said, "Replace it like a fake!"
The indifference of the Frost Troll disappeared a little: "You have to be careful, the people from the Tyrant Club are also on this ship now!"
Ashin was surprised: "What? The people from the Tyrant Club are here?"
The Frost Troll uttered an angry low roar: "My fangs were taken away by them! I am still locked up here by them. I heard that I was going to transport them to sell! How dare you treat the proud warriors as goods? Sell it! Roar!!!"
Ashin said suddenly: "fangs? That's it! I'm still wondering why you don't have fangs!"
The Frost Troll looked directly at Asin's eyes: "Half a month ago, their chief tyrant, Bone Mist, suddenly appeared in front of me, saying that he wanted my fangs. The fangs are the pride of my Frost clan, how could it be possible? Give people a hand? So I fought with him..." At this point, the proud warrior lowered his head in shame and pain: "I was defeated by him, and my fangs were taken away..." (Friendly reminder: above In the first volume, Bone Mist used to heal the Second General and Kidney Cook. The same material used was: the teeth of the king of trolls. You may not remember this detail, you can go back to the first volume to take a look~~)
A Xin said with some palpitations, "It's this bone mist again, what exactly does he want to do..."
The Frost Troll looked around, and said solemnly: "No matter what the Tyrant Club is planning, you must leave here as soon as possible. The person who escorted me is a master, they are very dangerous! You go!"
Ashin exclaimed in amazement: "Ah?! What do you do then?"
The Frost Troll smiled bitterly and pointed to the railing of the cage: "This cage is very strong, and I couldn't destroy it with my brawn strength."
Ashin felt a little embarrassed by his chin. If the Frost Troll was rescued, let alone what would happen to the people in the Tyrant Club. This is on the site of that black-bellied captain, I don't know what bad ideas he will come up with to rectify it!
But... Frost Trolls are respected "citizens" in the spiritual world, and they have always had a deep friendship with the Conviction Alliance. Abandoning in this situation, it is too unjustified!
What's more, this is all illegal detention + smuggling! How can you leave it alone
Ashin finally made up his mind: Underworld law punishes people, no matter when and where, they are still underworld law to punish people. As long as he is still a torturer, he must do what he should do!
"I'll try it!" A Xin stretched out his hand to touch like a railing, but was broken by the sudden thunderbolt from above, and the splashed blood collapsed on the body of the dry man next to him, and he turned into a black blood stain with a sound of chuckle .
"Wow!!" Axin screamed and retracted his hand, and he jumped back and forth with pain in his hands.
The Frost Troll shook his head disappointedly: "Look, the barrier of this cage is very powerful. You should go quickly. If they find out, you will get killed!"
The word "enchantment" came into Ashin's ears, reminding him of Gu Renqing, a respectable old man. He grinned in agony: "Ha! Enchantment? I have seen an enchantment that is ten thousand times stronger than this! Moreover, our Conviction League has always been the enemy of the Tyrant Club. If you don't want to ruin their good deeds...and worthy of this. Token?"
A Xin became stubborn, and he took out the fierce strength he had when fighting with Wu Niu, ignoring the attack from the enchantment, and slammed the cage railing frantically.
The blood continued to splash out, and the bravery like a frost troll was also discolored. Finally, thanks to Ashin's fierce efforts, the railing of the cage was actually interrupted.
The Frost Troll jumped out of the cage, and it held Ashin's hands excitedly: "Thank you, warrior of the Condemned Alliance! I swear by the wind of the sacred ice field, from now on, you will be my good brother!" Xin found out at this time that the frost troll called Bingmou was very tall, and it was almost three meters tall when he stood upright.
Ashin was a little embarrassed: "It's okay. The Frost Troll has always been a good friend of the Conviction Alliance. Frost Troll, have a good relationship with you!"
The Frost Troll nodded in surprise: "Yes! Frost Troll, make good connections!" It held Ashin's hand harder: "Brother, what's your name?"
Ashin smiled and said, "My name is Ashin!"
"Axin..." The Frost Troll straightened his chest and introduced himself: "My name is Ice Eye Ibuprofen! I am the king of the Frost Troll of this generation!"
"You really are a king!" Ashin grabbed the back of his head and smirked: "Hahaha! You are a high-level leader, and most people can't see it!"
Bingmou laughed and waved his hand: "What senior leader? It's just taking everyone to hunt!" It looked around vigilantly, and said in a low voice: "If the people in the Tyrant Club find that I am missing, they will definitely make a big fuss. Right! Keep your token so that no one will see it. Get out of here!"
Ashin asked: "Then what do you do? Just come with me!"
Bing Miao shook his head: "Don't worry about me, you still have a case to investigate, don't you?" It looked around: "As long as I get out of this cage, I can make no one find it. Don't worry, I'm a Frost Giant Demon King! Good brother, I'll take one step first!" It squatted on the ground, its very elastic muscles contracted, and then a blue shadow flashed in front of him, jumping out of Ashin's field of vision like a blue aurora.
Ashin looked at the injury on his hand and was about to leave here immediately. Suddenly the drought in the cage next to it threw on the railing and begged: "Please save me too! They will send me to the ghostly black market to sell!"
"Holy ghost black market?" Ashin turned his head and asked, "Are you and Bingmou locked up here together?"
Hanyan nodded: "We were locked up here by the same group of people. This is what the person who caught me said at the time."
Ashin was very angry. How dare these brave bastards capture the King of Frost Trolls and send them to the ghost black market for sale? !
Well, the Tyrant Club was originally a perverted collection. They can indeed be crazy to this point, but do anyone in the sacred black market really dare to buy it? !
"Sooner or later I will go to see this lawless black market of gods and ghosts!" Ashin raised his fist and said a little apologetically: "Old man, you have to work hard again..." (End of this chapter)