The boat flew briskly across the river, and a palm-sized vertical eye emblem on the bow shone brightly. Occasionally, a big wave rose, and a strong light erupted from the emblem. The waves were smashed into pieces, and countless water foams rushed up, which could be as high as a dozen. 10 feet high.
Ji Hao stood on the bow of the boat, squinting at the small island in the middle of the river a few miles ahead.
The island is surrounded by dense reefs, which look like shark teeth. The rapid river water hits the rocks, creating countless whirlpools and undercurrents under the water. Big waves hit the steep cliffs of the island, making thunderous sounds from time to time.
An invisible ripple swept across, and Ji Hao felt his hairs stand up one by one, and subtle electric sparks could be faintly seen in the air.
A Yu tribe boy who was controlling the boat took out a token. Invisible ripples hit the token. The token released a soft halo that enveloped the entire boat. The air in front made a crisp sound, and the boat crashed. He formed an invisible barrier, bypassed the whirlpools and rocks under a strong pull, and arrived at the only pier on the island.
It is said to be a pier, but in fact it is a stone platform no larger than an acre under a hundred-foot-high cliff.
A steep stone step about ten feet wide was cut out on the edge of the stone platform. Several elf warriors wearing black leather armor held spears between their arms and squatted on the stone step with strange looks, looking at Ji Hao curiously.
On the stone platform, a fat Xiu man with big ears came up to him with a few guards. From a distance, the obese Xiu man bowed to Ji Hao with difficulty: "Your distinguished lord, Hamende bows to Ji Hao from a distance. Your highest respects... Ah, the weather is nice today."
Ji Hao wore an exaggerated bronze mask. On the mask was a ferocious and twisted face of an evil ghost. Half of the evil ghost's face seemed to be crying, and the other half seemed to be smiling.
A sinister and sinister aura continued to emanate from the mask, and a subtle chichi sound sounded. The water on the stone platform was washed away by this sinister aura, and it quickly froze into white frost.
Frost spread along the damp ground, and soon the steep stone steps were covered with thin flakes of ice. Several spirit warriors were shivering from the cold. They all looked at Ji Hao in awe and knelt down to Ji Hao on the stone steps.
"Hamende!" Ji Hao protracted his voice and snorted in the pretentious tone that the Yu clan nobles liked best. His voice was still cold and hoarse, revealing an inhumane indifference: "Baradi, are you ready to say hello to you?"
Hamend, who had just straightened up, bowed with difficulty again. He said respectfully: "Yes, our commander has received the letter from the distinguished Praetor Brahdi. You are the distinguished guest of Lord Brahdi, and I am here to serve you. , it’s our honor!”
Ji Hao nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that under the threat of violence from him, Boluo Di was quite reliable.
Looking coldly around the stone platform, Ji Hao saw another small boat docked at the small berth. He couldn't help but pointed at the small boat: "Huh? Is there anyone else?"
Hamend laughed a few times, with a strange smile on his fat face: "Dear Sir, under your wise eyes, nothing can be hidden from you. Of course you know that everyone has Friends, but more often than not, they are enemies. And those who are imprisoned here have even more enemies."
Ji Hao nodded and said coldly: "I hope there is no conflict between his goals and mine, otherwise..."
Hamend bowed with difficulty again. Ji Hao's words were full of threats, and he did not dare to interrupt randomly.
Ordering Brahdi's personal attendant to stay on the dock to guard the boat, Ji Hao followed Hamend and walked up the steep stone steps to the cliff.
There is not a single tree on the island, but instead it is covered with a poisonous thorn. Dark thorns and vines climbed and stretched on the ground like strange snakes, and countless finger-length stingers reflected the cold light in the sun.
Densely dense poisonous thorns covered the entire island. The tallest thorns were more than ten feet high. The vines and poisonous thorns were entangled with each other, and even small insects could hardly pass through the gaps.
Hamend took out a black token and shook his hand to shine a black light on the thorns in front of him. Accompanied by the sound of "rustling", these dark, thick thorns and vines squirmed like living creatures and quickly gave way to a spacious avenue.
"Honored Sir, you must be careful. Although with your strength, you won't care about these damn thorns, but they are troublesome after all." Hamend turned around and said diligently: "His venom is very filthy. You have a noble status, so don’t let these vile things touch you.”
Ji Hao glanced at these black thorns warily and followed Hamend without saying a word.
Following the twists and turns of the road and detouring among thorns for a quarter of an hour, Ji Hao finally arrived at the main entrance of the prison. After Hamend and the guard at the door murmured a few words, accompanied by a low roar, the main door of the prison slowly opened.
Electric light burst out from the metal gate, which was nearly thirty feet high but only about three feet wide. The metal door, which was about thirty feet thick, slowly slid into the wall. Behind the door is a corridor nearly a hundred feet long. Countless flashing runes on the walls on both sides of the corridor are dimming gradually, and then another metal door at the end slowly opens.
Ji Hao licked his lips subconsciously. This prison was worthy of being a place used by aliens to detain felons. The defenses were indeed extremely tight.
Walking through the corridor, Ji Hao saw the leader of the prison in a three-story building on the side of a square that was only an acre in size.
In a spacious, bright, and ornately furnished room, behind a large square bronze table, an unusually burly Jia man sat there calmly. A thick copper pipe hangs from the roof. The big man is holding a large wine glass as big as two ordinary people's heads. He takes a glass of wine from the copper pipe with a clatter, and drinks the strong drink cleanly with a tilt of his head. .
Ji Hao stood at the door of the room. Hamende had disappeared without a trace at some point. He stood there quietly, looking up and down at the Jia man who was drinking happily.
After drinking three large glasses of strong wine in a row, the big man put the heavy wine glass on the table, tilted his head and looked Ji Hao up and down: "Are you the person Lord Baladi mentioned? Well, I don't care what your identity is or what you are. Origin, when you come to my place, you must abide by my rules."
With a strange laugh, the big man from the Jia tribe stretched out a finger and pointed at his nose: "I am Chi Zhan, the prison commander of this prison. My rules here are very simple, and everything is clearly marked with a price. If you want As much as you take away, as much as you leave behind.”
Ji Hao nodded gently: "Good rules, I like them."
(End of chapter)