"Demacia!" The roar of the second dimension of the other world was singing in Saraph. Although the scene was very awkward, some invisible big eyeball was rolling in laughter.

Moffetin threw a glass ball filled with white powder, and exploded on the pike's body with a snap, and the white crystal powder was spilling.

There was no special reaction. At this moment, whether it was the pike who was eating raw meat and drinking blood, or the guards watching, they were shocked and the deacons were in a state of dismay.

There was some powder on his hand, and Moffetin sniffed it, and then added it with the tip of his tongue.

"Salt?"

Damage was the only reaction. He didn't know if he was cheated or fooled. The green fire in the dogfish's eyes rolled up, and a beast-like roar came out of his throat.

"Ah, ah... I think you're eating pretty light, add some flavor to you... that's it." Moffeting sweated heavily, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Eat? The pike stared at the things on his hands. A section of the neck that was as thick as a waist, the tangled blood vessels and sharp bone balls were clearly visible, the fascia was eroded, and the flesh was turned out. The pike was awakened from a nightmare, and suddenly threw the deer head out and smashed a pit.

The old hunter was shocked first, then angry and indignant. The flame still ruined his reason and human nature, making him abandon his self-esteem and act like a beast. The dogfish pressed his hands tightly on his chest, and he felt that some beliefs that supported survival were hollowed out, and hatred and pain spread out from the hollow of his heart like boiling poison.

The abominable elves, the abominable gods, the abominable dragons, and these humans... The pike hated the fire and was indescribable, and it was hard to tell whether it was Neelon's power or his own anger.

With one palm on his shoulder, the pike reacted instinctively, and with a grip, the metacarpal bone shattered.

"Boss!" Mott bit his teeth in pain, but he didn't thrust his hands. When the dogfish was captured by the dragon and the team was distracted, he opposed the opposition and asked to start a search. For this reason, he fought with the guy who was determined to escape and threw away an arm.

In the woods, I met Mot who was bandaged and had a high fever. The smell of dogfish came to my heart, and now the remaining hand was also slaughtered.

"Boss..." Mott didn't understand the changes in Pigfish, and could only say this, with his eyes containing pleading and Qi Yi.

Yes, I am still a pirate, the most fearless hunter in the Tiya Forest, the scumbag who will never die in the Ear-Broken Lord Guild! As aggressive as a vicious dog, as smooth as a catfish, this is what my grandfather said when he gave him the name. There is also a chance to save it. As long as you catch two elves, you can get the bargaining chips with that person.

Moffetin watched in confusion as the pike turned into pain, hatred turned into Qingming, and with a thrust his back, the former hunter leader came back. The deacon of the Blood-Getting Fort was glared by the pike and immediately took two steps back. He said consciously: "Dungeon! Two elves were led to the dungeon by me. I deliberately removed the guards and opened the door. I couldn't figure out what else they could do except this deer, so I let them in. Anyway, the exit was the only one, and just block the passage and deal with it casually."

"Before this, I'll solve it, right?"

Moffetin shook his head like a rattle.

Pigfish wanted to kill him, but she still needed the Blood Fight Fort to maintain order. She turned to Mott and said, "Tell the group of madmen outside the Fort that a group of elves sneaked into the dungeon and was blocked. Moffetin had opened the door. Whoever caught it was the one who would be. That being said, we need cannon fodder."

Mott was completely unwilling to worry about his broken palm and was happily ordered to act.

The underground prison is a very simple and practical structure. When you enter the door, three iron gates are enough to prevent any bad intentions. Under Moffetin's order, all three doors opened wide and fell down after entering. Druciliya and Lamesilai did not take it seriously, just to buy time for them. Instead, Lux looked like he was ready to die.

The straight corridor in front of me was a cell twice. At the end of the corridor was a large room, with torture instruments and various debris placed. Druciliya walked to the window of a prison door and found three elves inside.

"My God, is it an illusion? Your Highness the Princess!"

"The princess was also arrested?" All the elves squeezed into the window.

Druxiliya's eyes were a little dry, and she raised her breath and said something from her chest: "I'm here to save you!" Cheers rose, accompanied by whimpers and shouts. Druxiliya had dreamed of this situation for a long time.

The princess took out the [Knocking Technique] scroll, stood in the middle of the corridor, chanting the spell. Lux looked puzzled and angry, while the ranger curled his lips and said to the old elf: "I've taken it."

The magic power on the scroll evaporated, and the papyrus turned into ashes. A aperture swept open, and wherever it passed, all the springs were plucked, the lock tongue popped out, and the shackles on the elf's hands and feet were loosened and they came out as soon as they pushed the door.

Unspeakable surprises filled the small space, and the captives staggered out of the door, hugged each other, and then bowed to the princess with tears in her eyes.

Lux's mouth opened and closed, and he couldn't speak at all. Ranger looked at her protruding eyes, not to mention how happy he was. But to his surprise, several elves came to thank Lux at the same time.

"Why thank her, do you know what he does with humans?"

"Of course I know." A girl said, "The nanny was arrested a long time ago and has been trying hard to protect us from being humiliated. She also voluntarily wrote out information to exchange clean water and bread so that everyone would not have to eat maggots' food. But because the information they wrote was always half true and half false, the nanny was beaten every day..."

Lamesil looked back at Lax quickly. At this time, the old lady regained her noble demeanor, smiled and comforted her compatriots, telling them that the princess would definitely take everyone away. She hummed at the surprised look of the upper reaches, and turned around. Lamesil wanted to apologize, but she was so angry that she couldn't say it. However, he didn't notice that Druciliya, who heard these words, suddenly turned pale.

The gate chains in the distance slid, and the ranger's face changed, "The enemy is here, I'll delay the time."

The princess greeted the elves into the larger punishment chamber, and took out the compass with a trembling hand and placed it in the center. Some complex spells and images were lines like winding streams, spreading to the surroundings with the compass as the center, but they immediately retracted.

Druciliya tried to concentrate several times, but failed to use the compass. She had a terrible idea in her mind. Perhaps this action had a fatal mistake. A pair of warm palms stroked her face. Lax looked serious and loving, and was as trance as the Elf King. "Sedule, Your Highness Liya, just like what I taught before, to ensure the elf's calmness and demeanor, no matter where I am."

"Thank you, Mama. I'm fine." Druciliya cheered up again, and this time the teleportation array map unfolded smoothly."

Outside, Lamesil spread all the feather arrows on the ground, pouring out magic weapon oil, and the arrows flashed with a shimmer. Within two hours, they had the characteristics of +2 weapons. At this time, Lax rushed to him, holding the princess' short bow in his hand, and took two arrows and put them on.

"What are you doing here? You're a handful of old bones."

"The real nobles enjoy a more luxurious life, and at the same time they have to take the responsibility of protecting civilians and lead by example. There are not many elves in the green that remember this." Lux replied

The ranger discovered that the noble was not useless, so he took out an amber pendant, which contained a snail. Ramesilai asked with a smile: "Are you afraid of insects, ma'am?"

"The nobles of Tiya are fearless."

The head-on slave hunter entered his sight, and two crossbow arrows with anesthetic quenched came over, and the corridor was visible, without even a cover. Lame Silai recited the command, and a giant giant stag beetle appeared in front of him, facing the elf and facing the enemy. The crossbow arrow hit the black and shiny carapace, leaving a white seal.

Lamecile shot arrows from the side of the beetle to counterattack, thanking the narrow terrain, he could shoot with his eyes closed. The two humans fell down, and the attacker rioted for the ferocious beetle, and soon calmed down and set up a crossbow formation to shoot against each other.

The Ranger shrank his head and avoided a crossbow arrow. When he saw Lux, he was just surprised. Then he was completely unaware of the terrible limbs that were shaking with beetles, and his mouthparts with a large face. He did not ask about the origin of the magic and shot the two of them against the shell. No matter which race, the old lady was so fierce.

The crossbow arrow hit the shell, jingling and jingling, and humans couldn't stand it in a short while. "Shield! Take the shield!"

The wooden shield blocked the front, but it did not prevent the Ranger and the old lady from shooting the target happily. +2 arrows penetrated the wooden shield and could still break the tendons and bones. Until the iron shield came into battle, the slave hunter began to advance again.

"Madam, come and have a shot." The Ranger handed over a [original arrow] and shot it at the human feet. Lux learned a lot.

The arrow fell to the ground, and the thick rocky ground around it suddenly turned into a sour pond, gurgling and scenting. A human who couldn't hold his feet stepped in and screamed suddenly across the dungeon, echoing. When it was dragged out, only burnt bones remained below the knees.

The acid solution was delayed for a while, and the wooden shields shot in front were all holes in hand. A few pieces were put together and used as pontoon bridges to pass through the acid pool.

Lamesil was anxious: "Why is Liya not going well?"

Lux angrily scolded: "Don't call the princess' name directly, do you have any tricks?"

"Change, charge!" The ranger gave the order to the giant stag beetle, and then pulled the old elf back. While running, he took out the caltrop from the [Bound Tribulus Bag] and sprinkled it out. The bag as big as a fist can provide five caltrops every day.

Entering the shape chamber, the dazzling geometric figures have spread to the ceiling. "Can you go?"

Druciliya's lips trembled: "One more."

"What?"
Chapter completed!