Chapter 411 Aunt Hyperion's Best Friend

Successfully arrived at the exit teleportation hall of the prison's negative fourth floor, and several people also noticed that their bracelets were once again emitting a deep red light, indicating that the information, functions and permissions of this floor had undergone new changes.

Staring at the bracelet, the screen gradually showed the optional exchange content of the service points.

Among them was [Contract Prisoner].

In this project, after dragging the list to the end, Antanas' name was found, and his information was also full of various types of warning notes.

Just to try to open the negotiation environment with Guardian Antanas, you need to pay 4,000 service points, and after entering the cell, the life and death of the prison guard cannot be guaranteed.

The relevant information was presented clearly with the fluctuation of the deep red text light, and also included a brief map of the prison's negative fourth floor and the location of the target prisoner.

"That's right, this is the Great Demon Guardian Antanas we are looking for."

After confirming that it was not a criminal with the same name, Lanqi looked at Hyperion and said.

They can now also check which cell Antanas is in on the negative fourth floor of the prison.

The coordinates of her cell are closer to the exit hall than the entrance hall. With Lanqi opening the way, she can get there quickly.

"Well, she won't do anything to me."

Hyperian said seriously.

She knew that the Great Love Poet was immortal, and Lanqi would be more inclined to control the Great Love Poet to talk to the Great Demon Clan, rather than letting Hyperion take risks.

But Hyperion was sure that Guardian Antanas was someone she needed to convince, and she couldn't rely on Lanqi to help her with everything. Over time, she would become a useless person who would only open her mouth and wait for Lanqi to feed her.

The terrible career ambition that Lanqi himself was not aware of at all, and the maternal love of a wife who loved to worry about and take care of people, plus the weird talent that could do everything, the wine blended was actually a super poison!

Hyperian knew this better than anyone else.

After confirming the negotiation plan later, the group, led by the Great Love Poet again, temporarily left the exit teleportation hall and headed towards the special cell along the road on the fourth floor below the prison.

The roads in the prison area they had not reached seemed more tortuous.

All the cells were locked with heavy metal doors, and the walls on both sides were made of cold and hard anti-magic steel. Thick curses were attached to the outside, as if they could breathe, lighting up and extinguishing regularly, in a continuous cycle.

Occasionally, the sound of chains and low self-talk could be heard from afar, echoing in the quiet corridor, adding a bit of mystery and oppressive solemnity.

The Great Love Poet followed the instructions on the map on the bracelet and walked forward, passing through corridors one after another and passing through heavy iron doors.

The surrounding environment kept the three priests highly alert, and they took every step with extra caution.

As armed personnel, they needed to ensure the absolute safety of the two in front.

Sometimes there would be prisoners who broke through the cells and ran out of the inner layer of Helrom Prison, and they had to rely on the barrier to control them, and the warden would subdue them as soon as possible.

In a few minutes, the team successfully found a cell.

At first glance, there was no difference between it and the doors of other cells.

In order to prevent the ill-intentioned prisoners from causing trouble and releasing more dangerous felons, the prison doors are kept consistent in the inner layer of the prison.

But only when the prison guards paid 4,000 service points at the door and the door of the cell slowly opened, could they find that this cell specially used to detain super felons was extremely solid and harsh.

The edge of the door is equipped with a complex sealing mechanism structure, which ensures that the door fits perfectly with the door frame when closed, making the sound insulation effect between the inside of the cell and the outside world excellent, and almost no sound can be transmitted through this heavy door.

The inside of the door seems to be a material created by magic and does not belong to this world. It has special resistance to various means of attack, and can respond to the moment of attack, triggering a hierarchical alarm.

Even if the door of the cell is opened, there is still a translucent light curtain in its original place.

It is both a soundproof magic, and only the prison guard who opened the cell can enter through the light curtain, and the prisoners inside will be blocked by the light curtain.

The poet of great love and Hyperion looked at each other, followed her into the cell, and ordered the three Tyrant priests to stay outside the door to guard.

At this moment, they could finally vaguely see that the interior of the pure white painted cell was like heaven, but it was also a prison space with six sides tightly blocked. The light was interlaced, the dust in the air was clearly visible, and there was a vague figure in the depths.

The figure seemed to be sitting at the innermost part of the cell, not subject to too many constraints.

She just sat there quietly.

As if waiting for something, or just waiting for time to pass.

Passing through the beams of light, slowly moving forward.

I saw a short-haired beauty wearing a special standard prison uniform. One side of her hair was behind her ear, and the other side of her hair naturally fell to her chin. Her soft facial features and heroic eyes made people wonder if she would look better with long hair.

Her obvious demon characteristics showed her danger most directly. Usually, such demons who were so powerful that they could not feel the fluctuation of magic power were all like the existence of the god of death.

The moment Hyperion and the Great Love Poet saw her clearly, neither of them had any intention of running away, and they still walked towards her.

Antanas the Guardian had no reaction to the two prison guards who came to her cell, and did not say anything.

Huprienne didn't stop until she was not far from Antanas.

She had multiple life-saving magics on her body, so even if the eighth-level demon wanted to take action, it would take some effort.

However, seeing that the Guardian Antanas was not too aggressive as expected, Hyperion chose to salute the elder first according to the demon etiquette that the Ice Witch told her.

"Miss Antanas..."

"I don't want to be stained with your blood anymore, you go."

Huprienne's sincere voice was interrupted by the great demon Antanas before she finished speaking.

She finally glanced at Hyperion, and Hyperion felt a threat from the soul for a moment, as if telling Hyperion: Don't make those negotiation requests that I must kill you.

Although Antanas didn't seem to have the intention to kill, for the demons, killing each other was just a trivial matter like a daily meal, and there was no need to have too many thoughts.

"I'm Talia's niece, and I want to ask you to help me."

Hyperian said concisely, and at the same time, she unleashed the camouflage magic, allowing Antanas to see her original appearance as a half-demon.

Suddenly, Antanas stared at the half-demon girl with silver hair and amber eyes, and was a little stunned.

It seemed that he didn't understand what kind of camouflage magic she used to deceive the series of security checks of the Protoss Empire and even go deep into the negative fourth floor of this prison.

Then, Antanas' eyes softened significantly.