Chapter 133: The Intruder

The bright moon slanting to the west faintly illuminated an alley, and Thales leaned against the wall in the alley, looking at the silent but highly vigilant blood-honking mercenaries or The Swords of Disaster felt apprehensive.

Damn.

After leaving the tavern, their people did disperse, but their vigilance was even higher.

You can't find an opportunity like this.

From planning to action, the sword of disaster must be said to be swift and resolute. Whether Prince Xingchen or Kuaisheng and others were escorted out of the tavern in a few minutes, they approached the prison of bones efficiently and in a low-key manner.

Shield of Shadow, Sword of Disaster, plus Russell, the efficiency of the cooperation of the three cannot be underestimated. On the route from the "My House" tavern to here, apart from their deliberate grouping of actions and concealing their whereabouts, it was actually No one was alarmed, and even the patrol team that should have been encountered disappeared from sight.

But at this moment, Thales was most worried about not these, but an angry female swordsman among one of his guards.

"** years ago, when I returned to my hometown, there was also a local hooligan who wanted to molested me."

Marina lightly rubbed her lips with one hand, and pressed the hilt of the sword with the other.

She approached Thales' ear and spoke in a low voice, but the words contained hatred that could not be ignored:

"Want to know what happened to him?"

In no mood.

Not at all.

But facing Marina who was gnashing her teeth, Thales could only return a guilty and helpless embarrassing smile.

"Hey, that, I'm very sorry for what happened just now, but your skill is too good, I can only..."

Before she finished speaking, Marina's eyes flashed coldly!

Let Thales, who was already at a loss, stagnate for life.

God is pitiful, no matter in this life or the previous life with vague memories, he has never done anything like "sexual harassment" that he himself despised.

However, just now...

Thales lowered his head sadly, avoiding Marina's fierce gaze.

The famous names of two generations were destroyed in one night.

Marina snorted coldly, and gently pulled out the blade.

"At that time, I was like this, I put the sword between the bastard's legs." Amidst the goosebumps all over Thales' body, Marina gently lowered her weapon with a cold face: "Then the wrist change……"

Fortunately, before Taylor's crotch felt cold and she couldn't help calling for help, a steady and soft voice stopped her.

"Marina."

"I asked you to watch him, not to let you wait for an opportunity to kill him." Ricky's figure appeared at the entrance of the heavily guarded alley, and he nodded slightly to his subordinates in the alley, with a solemn expression: "Restrain yourself."

Marina frowned, but still put away the sword under Thales' expectant gaze.

"Of course." She put away the unwillingness on her face and said lightly.

But Marina's next sentence made Thales feel bitter again:

"We should gag him, and preferably take off an arm or a leg, in case he's on our way..."

Ricky shook his head.

"Our distinguished guest is not a stupid character." Crassus of the Sword of Disaster squinted at the calm prince: "He knows when to negotiate and when to resist, and he also knows who is his biggest reliance at the moment .”

Thales' mood suddenly became heavy.

He knew that the hands of the Shadow Shield were secretly hidden in the periphery. Compared with those people, falling into the hands of the Disaster Sword was not such a bad choice.

"Is not it?"

Ricky tilted his head back.

There, from Fast Rope, Dean to Tampa, the poor three hostages were tied up, their mouths were sealed, and they were unceremoniously escorted by more than a dozen fierce disaster swordsmen. eyes.

Seeing them, the prince could only sigh sadly.

"certainly."

In contrast, Thales was only confiscated with weapons and luggage, which was considered very lucky. He glanced at the time crossbow on Marina's back and the jc dagger tied around her waist,

Can't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

This behavior made Marina look even more disgusted.

Under Ricky's signal, the mercenaries including Marina obediently stayed away.

Ricky stood in front of the prince, his eyes burning, which made Thales uneasy.

"So, what you want to do is stay in the prison of bones..."

The prince coughed and wanted to ask some information, but Ricky interrupted him halfway.

"Not enough." The leader of the Disaster Sword said softly.

Thales was stunned: "What?"

"The crime of Hell River," Ricky looked at him with strange eyes: "You haven't experienced enough, you haven't merged deeply enough, and you can't even touch the threshold."

The crime of prison river.

This abrupt topic made Thales nervous.

"What does it mean?"

Can't even touch the threshold...

The prince stiffened his body: "So, what you need is someone like Heijian?"

But Ricky still shook his head in denial.

"He's not enough either."

He looked at the prince with both undisguised coldness and disturbing fanaticism. These two contradictory meanings made Thales even more uncomfortable:

"So you need more training. In the midst of blood and danger, let it mature as soon as possible, become stronger, release it, and finally surpass the extreme realm and reach the legendary 'real world'."

Thales frowned, becoming more and more confused: "Beyond... what realm?"

"what are you saying?"

"That's the only way." Ricky looked at Thales intently as if he didn't hear it: "We believe that it's not for nothing that you were chosen by Hell River and returned from death."

Thales' eyelids twitched.

"In fact, as far away as the Jagged King, Jirkus, and the Black Knight, as close as the Ninth Man, Solon Tan, and Chukrasu," Ricky read out the names that Thales was unfamiliar or slightly heard: "Even you, Thales Canxing."

Thales fell into confusion.

these names...

The Jagged King seems to be the ancient northern king who led the army against the ancient orcs...

Gilkus, he's never heard of...

The Black Knight, well, he seems to have glimpsed it in the pile of miserable knight novels or bards on the little slippery head's bed...

Ninth person, what the hell is this, is it a nickname...

Solon Tan, Tan, such a familiar surname...

Chukrasu, it's strange, isn't Crassu the honorific title for the leader of the Sword of Disaster...

As for Thales Canxing... No, what happened to me?

Damn, if he's like Selma, who likes to flip through random books and has a good memory...

Ricky continued: "We believe that in the thousands of years of history, every person who has struggled and returned from the edge of the prison river has their mission in that era."

What?

Thales couldn't help asking: "What mission?"

But Ricky didn't answer him, instead he gave an uneasy smile.

"You have obtained a key, prince, which can open a door that we have been waiting for for more than a hundred years." The leader of the sword of disaster said with a smile: "Don't waste it."

The bewildered prince was about to speak, but was interrupted by the sound of carriages from outside the alley.

Surrounding them, the quietly lurking mercenaries became vigilant like wild beasts whose territory had been invaded.

Ricky raised his head and looked at a figure outside the alley.

"Their signal is here," Crassus of the Sword of Disaster frowned, "Let's go."

Thales' face changed, and before he could react, he was roughly escorted out of the alley by the impatient Marina behind him.

On the empty and dark street, a rather long convoy came towards them, including rickshaws carrying unknown goods and carriages pulled by pack horses.

Tampa behind him made an uneasy "whoop" sound, and was only quieted down by Sonny's relentless "reminder".

Looking at the wine glass on the team flag, Thales immediately realized: This is the supply team of my tavern.

There were about 20 people transporting the convoy, all wearing ordinary coarse clothes, shabby and light, very much like the locals of the Saber Camp, they kept their horseshoes, and they were very angry with the group of Ricky who came out of the alley. People turn a blind eye.

A coachman in the carriage closest to them raised his hood and nodded politely to Ricky.

Thales recognized the driver: it was a brat.

"Don't worry, the patrol closest to us has left."

Qianzi sat in the driver's seat, and smiled proudly at Ricky who approached beside him: "There are three other thieves who wanted to steal into the house at night, and they have also been solved."

"All the factors that may expose our trip..."

But Ricky ignored him, but looked at the other person sitting next to the brat.

Beside Qianzi, Semir, who was the former star royal guard, hummed softly.

"On the way... I have to say, they really have a way," Seeing Samuel, who did not hide his disgust, still nodded: "Shadow Shield."

Qianzi raised his hood proudly:

"As we promised."

He looked past Ricky and looked at Thales in front of Marina, also smiling.

Thales raised his eyebrows.

Looking around the convoy, Ricky snorted coldly when he noticed Qianzi's gaze.

But he didn't say anything after all, he just boarded the shelf behind the carriage and waved his hand.

The group of Sword of Disaster followed the convoy, walked into the gap between the carriages with ease, and merged with the convoy. Thales was pushed into one of the carriages by Marina unceremoniously.

Swinging different wheels, the convoy continued on.

The convoy was very quiet, no matter whether it was the hidden shadow shield or the murderous sword of disaster, they didn't say a word at the moment, they were silent, the drivers drove, and the people walked, only the sound of horseshoes and wheels could be heard, and the atmosphere was depressing.

Finally, in Thales' uneasy thoughts, a familiar building appeared in his unsteady sight: a huge bowl-shaped fortress, with only a protruding archway left.

Prison of bones.

As the supply convoy approached, a group of soldiers guarding the arch stepped forward, holding torches.

Thales watched from afar, and couldn't help frowning.

"You guys came too early." A guard who looked like a captain approached the first carriage accompanied by several comrades. Looking at the smiling coachman, he frowned:

"It's still before dawn..."

The carriages in front stopped.

The coachman jumped out of the carriage, and while directing the "guys" to carry the goods, he said with a smile, "In special times, please be considerate..."

But the captain's gaze shifted to the rear of the convoy.

"etc."

"Your convoy is a bit long," the captain of the guard looked at the continuous follow-up convoy, with doubts on his face: "Why are some of them still armed?"

But the coachman was not in a hurry, just spread his hands, and explained with a flattering smile: "We are new here, and you know that the camp has not been peaceful recently..."

The captain's eyes froze.

He took a step back and subconsciously put his hands on his waist.

The seven or eight guards behind the captain also became alert.

Thales, who was watching, clenched his fists: he saw that the captain's armor had the logo of the Stardust Guard.

Swish!

"It's not fair," the captain of the guard, who sensed something wrong, pulled out his weapon without hesitation, and said vigilantly: "There are not so many people available to transport supplies!"

The faces of the guards behind him changed.

The coachman's face turned pale, and he quickly waved his hands to defend: "No, no, that's because, because we are from Prison River."

The captain with the weapon in his hand paused slightly after hearing the words: "What about the prison river?"

The next second, a guard behind the captain suddenly took a step forward and hugged him from behind!

laugh!

"The ferryman." The traitor behind the captain took the coachman's words lightly.

The mouth of the captain of the guard was tightly covered, he twitched, and opened his eyes in disbelief, looking at the blood-stained sword thrown from his chest.

Thales breathed hard, but was firmly pressed by Marina beside him.

Under the sudden shocking change, before the rest of the guards could react, the coachman exploded!

He passed the dying captain and came to the second guard. Under the shocked eyes of the second guard, he stabbed a dagger into his throat, nailing his cry between his trembling teeth.

At the same time, six or seven mysterious figures appeared from the darkness!

A frightened guard drew his weapon and was about to yell when a "buddy" who came around behind held down his chin and skillfully cut his trachea open.

Desperately, he looked to his colleagues around him for help, only to find that the latter was strangled by an assassin who did not know when he appeared with a hand of wire, looking back at him in pain, his hands grasping his neck in vain.

Another guard subconsciously wanted to ask for help from the arch, but before turning around, with a terrible cracking sound, his head was already turned by an assassin.

There was even an assassin who took out a hand crossbow and accurately shot through the back of the neck of a guard who turned and fled, cutting off his footsteps and his screams in the spinal cord.

In the eyes of the terrified Thales, these mysterious figures that suddenly appeared stabbed or stabbed, strangled or twisted, quietly but surprisingly effectively killing the nine guards.

Everything happens in the blink of an eye.

Thales almost forgot to breathe.

This is……

Shadow?

The mercenaries who followed the convoy all stared wide-eyed, watching this scene under the moonlight in shock.

When Marina, who was equally astonished, let go of Thales, who was short of breath, the assassins in front of her were already carefully supporting the guards who were no longer moving, skillfully catching the torches and weapons they dropped, and dragging the corpse into the dark, Disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

Soon, the Prison of Bones was empty, and the last trace of the Star Soldiers disappeared from the street.

Only the vague bloodstains on the ground tell what happened just now.

Ricky's brow was furrowed tighter than ever.

"Williams's subordinates are really vigilant," Qianzi looked at everything in front of him loudly, without paying attention: "It's very different from that group of conscripts. If we weren't fully prepared, only you..."

Ricky nodded slightly and got off the carriage.

He remained calm, knowing that this was the brazener demonstrating to him.

For the "goods" seized by them.

"Damn it," Clay, the Northland swordsman who walked up to Ricky at some point, had an ugly expression on his face, and commented on this silent and bloody killing: "I've killed quite a few people, but this is too much." ..."

He looked at the blood on the street and couldn't go on.

But Thales understood what he meant.

Ricky patted Clay on the shoulder and gestured.

The mercenaries who were stunned by the scene just now came back to their senses.

The disguised convoy continued on, stepped through the arch, and entered the deep passage leading to the prison of bones.

Thales was among them, with a solemn expression.

"As you can see, the guards on the ground outside the Prison of Bones have been dealt with quietly, and we have arranged for people to replace their sentries," said the figure on the carriage, crossing the torches and the pools of blood on the ground. As if nothing happened, he smiled at Ricky:

"The patrols at curfew will pass in fifteen minutes, but they are conscripts sent by the great houses to fill the vacancies, complaining, demoralized, ineffective, and nothing compared to Williams' standing army. They can't see through. .”

"Until the rotation of the Prison of Bones, we can give us at least four hours."

Thales, who was listening to their conversation, was terrified.

Ricky nodded, "Is there anything else I should know?"

"Even if there is an emergency on the way," Qianzi said with a smile, "the patrol soldiers in charge of the two nearby areas belong to Heroic Soul Fort and Xinxian Land respectively, and the two subordinate families also have a history of suspicion. We can try to delay their coming. Check it out and allow enough time to evacuate."

Exeter's former messenger, Russell Veda appeared in the team, he frowned:

"As far as I know, 'Running Horse' Frank is still in the camp. He is a ruthless character. The few Stardust Guards under his command are the elite standing army under Williams. They have quick reflexes, amazing fighting power, and know the camp like the back of their hands. "

The brazener nodded with a smile.

"That's right, but at this moment in the Saber camp, there are many nobles with mud legs like Frank. Don't expect a group of earls and viscounts to obey his orders. It will be good if they don't hold him back."

Qianzi smiled slyly and said: "With our small efforts to recruit soldiers and the standing army, the local nobles and royal families, and the poor command of the Saber camp, from realizing the problem to gathering troops and rushing to help, it will be easier than ever. Usually slower than a little."

Russell understood, and then nodded approvingly: "The Starmen recruited troops and marched westward in a large scale. They seemed to be arrogant in the desert, but you are so lucky to be tied up in the camp."

Samir rubbed the brand marks on his face and snorted coldly: "Why do you think we chose to come in at this time, Northlanders?"

Seeing that the two who were at odds with each other were about to stand up again, Jianzi quickly changed the topic.

"And even at the last step," Qianzi coughed, "we can still make a difference and turn the tiger away from the mountain."

Clay was puzzled for a while: "What?"

Qianzi smiled triumphantly: "This is what Teng's family said, which means to distract and think about it. There was an accident in the Bone Prison, the assassination of nobles who came from afar, and the fire in the military supply warehouse. Faced with these three things that happened at the same time If you were Frank, the watchdog left behind by Williams, which one would you deal with first?"

The three members of the Sword of Disaster understood the meaning of Qianzi's words, and they exchanged glances with dignified expressions.

"You guys seem to have forgotten about the Secret Science of the Kingdom, and their eyes and ears in the camp," Ricky said silently, "Will they not notice?"

Qianzi's eyes lit up.

"They may have seen the clues, but they couldn't react: We released the bait very early on. A young man who looks like the Prince of Stars recently showed up at the Tower of the End. Believe me, for this news, the secret department of the Blade Camp The spies are all busy traveling north."

Hearing this, Thales, who was in the carriage behind, let out a sigh of disappointment.

Ricky was silent for a while.

"You didn't come here by accident, or something happened suddenly," Ricky thought through something, and raised his vigilant eyes: "You have premeditated."

The brazener smiled indifferently.

"Maybe you guys are better at fighting head-on, but when it comes to this..."

Qianzi glanced around: "We are the professionals."

Samir snorted angrily:

"Like eighteen years ago?"

Qianzi smiled and wisely did not answer.

They finally finished the passage which was neither long nor short, and entered the main building of the Prison of Bones.

A wooden gate with the height of three or four people appeared in front of him.

Behind the gate, the noisy shouts of the prisoners could be heard vaguely.

Clay stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"My tavern, send supplies." He said coldly.

A small window was opened on the wooden door, revealing a man's face, looking at the convoy suspiciously: "Supply?"

"You came early, and... shouldn't you be accompanied by the guards?"

These are his last words.

In the next second, the long sword at Clay's waist pierced out like thunder, and went straight into the face of the guard behind the window.

There was a panicked shout from behind the gate.

"Intruder!"

Obviously, the guards behind the door were aware of the situation outside, and only heard a voice sound anxiously: "Quick, sound the alarm!"

His voice stopped abruptly, and disappeared along with other panicked sounds.

A few seconds later, in the sudden, chilling silence, the sound of several heavy objects falling came from behind the door.

With Qianzi's unchanged smile, Ricky on the carriage let go of the sword hilt at his waist.

Thales' breathing became faster and faster, and the muscles in his arms became tighter and tighter.

Soon, with the crisp sound of metal, the door opened with a heavy creak.

Two assassins in guard uniforms stepped out from the darkness behind the door, and nodded to the brat with expressionless faces.

With Thales sighing, the swords of disaster jumped out of the convoy one after another, holding torches and filing in.

In the darkness, the sounds of fierce fighting sounded one after another.

Soon, the brief struggle was over.

Thales took a deep breath, and at Marina's urging, entered the Prison of Bones.

After leaving the moonlight, only the firelight was left in the darkness, and there were the unique noises of knocking, groaning, crying, cursing, and the clamor of prisoners.

"Yo ho, come and see, there is a good show!"

"Hahaha who is so courageous!"

"What happened?"

"Damn it, I seem to see the green skins fall to the ground!"

"Hey, those who live outside, what happened to the door?"

"It seems that the green skins are fighting?"

"I bet ten gold coins. Lear is big, so he will definitely win!"

"Twenty gold coins, go bankrupt and bet on Murphys! He trained in the Tower of Terminator!"

"You two smugglers, you have a fart of gold coins!"

Thales looked away from the dead guard on the ground and looked at the place in front of him.

Although the Prison of Bones looks like a rough round Colosseum from the outside, the distribution of buildings inside is quite complicated. Obviously, they only entered one of the floors.

The first thing Thales saw was the ground made of hard stones, hard and rough, with a few torches inserted on the wall made of huge rocks for lighting, whether it was the low ceiling or the darkness in the passages on both sides, Or the constant shouts of prisoners buzzing in his ears made Thales feel very depressed and uncomfortable.

And the chaotic noise came from the arc-shaped passages on the left and right sides where the torches couldn't reach, and many arms could be vaguely seen sticking out of the fence, shaking desperately.

"Damn it, I can't see clearly!"

"Prison robbing! Someone must be robbing prison!"

"Come on, there are people calling for prison robbery every week, can you change the story?"

"Then what... the jailbreaker, help me, and open the lock for the uncle by the way?"

The Baneblades paid no heed to the voices, and they spread out in a disciplined manner under command, into the darkness on either side.

The drill stopped and turned to Ricky.

"We came in. Of course, it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net. After all, the guards also have to patrol, but there is only one exit."

"According to the information, there are many people imprisoned on each floor." Qianzi took off a torch and gestured to the left and right: "The first floor we see is the most, and the next floor..."

But Rich raised his hand lightly, interrupting him.

"That's our business."

The chirp who had eaten soft nails was not annoyed, but bowed in a friendly manner after a smile lagged behind.

A few minutes passed, and there were sounds of fighting in the darkness, and the frantic shouts of the prisoners.

After a while, amidst the louder and louder drum noise, many swords of disaster came back from the passage on the right one after another with traces of battle. The sharp-eyed Thales noticed that there were more of them Many ragged rookies appeared to be prisoners of the Bone Prison.

Among them, a strong prisoner came to Qi, and calmly took the weapon and clothes thrown to him by Sonny.

"It seems that you are quite used to being in prison," Clay sneered, "Josh."

"Exter, Anrenzo, Allenbia, Stars, the places are different, but the cells all look the same." The prisoner named Josh changed his clothes, looked around, and chuckled, "It's so fast. , I thought you guys would make a lot of noise."

"Luckily, we got some unexpected 'help'." Ricky replied with a smile.

The brat blinked friendlyly.

Russell on the side observed the released prisoners and frowned.

"You robbed the prison just to let these people go?"

Russell seemed a little disapproving: "To be honest, as long as you spend some money..."

Ricky smiled and shook his head.

"Is this your first time in the Prison of Bones, Baron Russell?"

Russell was slightly taken aback.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Qianzi beside him, who just smiled helplessly.

"Actually, there are two parts to the Prison of Bones." Ricky patted Josh who had escaped from the prison, turned to Russell and said, "Your Excellency, what you see is just one of them. White prison."

"And we're going to..."

He looked at Josh: "Tell me, you found it."

Josh shrugged. He put away the weapon he just got, took a torch, and walked forward into the darkness: "Of course."

"Come with me, we have to go down."