As if he sensed the shock in Fantson's heart, the legendary powerful man glanced at this side.

Fantson's heart tightened and did not dare to move. At the same time, his heart also rose to his throat.

He was afraid that the traces of the other three would be discovered.

But soon, Fantson realized that his worries at this moment were unnecessary.

The legendary powerful man coughed twice:

"It seems that the True Knowledge Gem I tried to steal has some effect."

"There are indeed other forces around here."

As soon as this was said, Fantson knew that he had no need to hide.

Although the other party's profession has not been determined yet, Fantson knew that the legendary powerhouses had level suppression on their own stalkers, and stealth skills were difficult to make up for this, unless it was when the other party was not paying attention.

But now, the other party obviously found them.

At this tense moment, the werewolf leader still showed a certain degree of courage.

He showed his figure directly, and did not hold the weapon in his hand. Instead, he talked to the man in a gentle tone:

“Is there anything I can help?”

Fantson also heard what the legend said just now.

He quickly analyzed that the surveillance blind spots nearby were most likely created by this legendary powerful man.

And the other party’s words just proved this!

"He might be asking us for help!"

"But this risk is too great. That damn humiliating tyrant can even capture legends and become prisoners. This terrible dungeon is full of true knowledge gems. Who knows how many legends are tied up..."

“It’s harder to fight here than ice saw valley!”

"The humiliating tyrant is probably an opponent of the same level as Sanger!"

Fantson was nervous and nervous, afraid that the legend would ask to take him away, because once he refused, the other party might call the guards. At that time, his sneaking would be completely defeated!

They may be like those devils, becoming a dishonor of the tyrant himself or his men!

Thinking of this, Fantson, who has always been bold and careful, couldn't help but feel a little shivering.

"Don't worry, I want to ask for help from the outside world, but I didn't expect to meet a little shrimp like you."

The legendary powerful man smiled calmly, and at this moment, Fantson noticed that there was a broken flute hidden in his sleeve.

Coupled with the other party's elegant and calm temperament, he almost instantly judged the other party's profession!

"Legendary Poet!"

Fantson took another breath.

The profession of bard is the most typical late stage among all professions, and it will not be inferior to the mage!

The legendary bard is definitely not something that ordinary people can catch.

What's more, he noticed that the other party's musical instrument was broken. For a bard who regarded the instrument as his own life, what kind of tragic battle had happened to make him face this situation calmly...

For a time, Fantson had a lot of imagination.

His hands were trembling involuntarily, and he felt the air conditioner around him burst into pieces.

The other people's faces were also bad.

"But this is also in line with the tyrant's arrogant style of behavior. He has never been concerned about the guys below the legend, and this has become an opportunity for you to accidentally get in."

"But..."

He said meaningfully:

"This is not necessarily a good thing."

"Let's leave right away!"

Fantson made a decision without saying a word.

"You know, I can call the guard immediately."

The poet coughed twice: "For me, there is no loss. After all, he will not kill me easily before he plays with me to the point of being disabled."

"As for you..."

He looked at everyone's eyes full of bad intentions.

The gnoll leader was so regretful that his intestines were blue!

If I had known this, I wouldn't have come to investigate the dungeon and ran away.

Now, he knew that since the legend said so, he must have some requirements.

He is also a person with a clear mind, and said with a stingy head:

"If you have any requests, please make sure."

“We will do our best.”

"Please let me and my brothers go. We are just a tribe passing by. We found a city here, and we were a little curious..."

His words were soon interrupted by the legendary poet.

"The passing tribe? Are your tribes living in a mixed relationship between the werewolves and the drow? It's really interesting."

As soon as this statement was spoken, Fantson knew that the other party was also a difficult character and could only remain silent at the moment.

"I'm already out of salvation."

The poet suddenly showed his skills to everyone.

Above it, Fantson saw a weird symbol!

That symbol seems to be made up of countless twisted pupils. Just a glance will arouse the instinctive fear in the heart!

"This is..." Fantson turned his head and didn't dare to look at it again!

He already had speculation in his mind.

"This is the imprint of humiliating the tyrant."

"I'm already his toy."

The poet laughed at himself: "It's because I am too curious and I always think that the legendary humiliation tyrant was just a futile reputation, but it ended up falling into his hands..."

"In these people's days, I have experienced pain that ordinary people can't imagine."

"I have no hope for you, but I just want you to do something for me!"

"That is, after listening to my story, then spread my story to the entire dark area!"

"Tell all the dungeon residents what happened to me and what humiliated the tyrant!"

"Then you guys..."

"Escape!"

Fantson showed a little puzzled look.

It’s not that the poet’s requirements are so harsh, but that the contrary is just too simple!

"I am a poet, and I have been singing praises and telling others all my life."

"This time, I hope someone can record my story."

"I want to wake up the world and what a terrible guy that humiliates the tyrant..."

His tone was calm from beginning to end, but it made a chill behind Fantson and another werewolf scout.

"How about it?"

The poet stared at Fantson and looked at the others:

"Do you want me to call the guard, or..."

"Listen to the story?"

Fantson naturally had no choice but to bite the bullet and choose the latter.

Although it seemed that the legendary poet was destroyed, he was still unsure to kill him before he called the guards.

Therefore, he could only try his best to respond to this poet who seemed a little nervous.

...

The bard calls himself Kang.

He is a 26th-level bard. He is not an indigenous person in the dark area, but from the Old World.

While searching for his mother's background, he came to the dark area and accidentally heard about the deeds of humiliating the tyrant.

As a bard who is very interested in news and anecdotes, he instinctively wants to find more news.

He hid his name and mingled into the Anonymous City, recording the lives of the people in the Anonymous City and the humiliating tyrants.

He was going to write these things out and print them into books to decipher the bloody life of the terrible lord.

But when he was about to retire, the humiliating tyrant discovered him.

After a battle between the two sides, the humiliating tyrant easily defeated him and locked him into a dungeon.
To be continued...