Chapter 441: Countdown to the Severance of Friendship Between Lanqi People and Kahn

As time went on, the empty glasses were filled again and again and drank down.

Warden Daria's face was already red, and the movement of holding the wine glass in his hand became sluggish.

Hyperion was still feeding the poet of great love wine.

While the beloved poet was drinking just now, Hyperion had intermittently heard Antanas behind her talking about seven or eight endings that could be completed today.

But there is no ending where Lanfu can come back alive.

Finally, Warden Daria could no longer continue and put down his glass.

She tried to stand up, but her steps staggered. She slid on the ground a few times and fell down on the table again. Her cheek was pressed against the table and she could no longer hold herself up.

"It's too strong. I've never seen you drink so well..."

Even though the limp Warden Daria was completely unable to move, her lips were still filled with admiration.

Even though his eyes were full of unyielding, his body still admitted defeat.

She didn't expect that this trainee prison guard was much braver than he looked, and he was truly desperate for his life.

"Who are you...?"

As promised, Warden Daria used his last consciousness to lie on the table and used his last strength to give special ratings to several people, murmuring at the corner of his mouth.

"..."

The poet of great love was silent for a long time, as if no sound could come out of his throat. After a moment of relief, he looked at Warden Daria.

"If you still want to find someone to drink with, you can come to the Red Monds Building of Protos Royal Academy of Magic... Every Monday, Wednesday and Thursday, from 2 to 5 pm, you can accept any talks from school personnel, and you may need to make an appointment in advance. one time……"

The magic voice of the great love poet fills the ears, causing Daria's half-dreaming hazy eyes to gradually become stained with the last trace of crazy persistence, just like even if she loses all the memories in the dream, only this deeply hypnotic voice will definitely be able to Engraved in her mind.

Gradually, Warden Daria passed out, his sleeping face contented yet nostalgic.

"belch."

The poet's cheeks were blushing, his eyes were lowered, but his eyes were still firm.

Hyperion worriedly helped the poet up, but as soon as he stood up, he fell again.

Although the controller may not have much mental problems, the body of the poet is no longer in control.

"Leave it to us next. You have a good rest. With Antanas and Shinora, this level shouldn't be too difficult."

Hyperion squatted beside the beloved poet and patted his back distressedly.

Lan Qi may not have been harmed, but the body of the beloved poet is almost exhausted.

"Oh, oh, king, you don't want to die."

Antanas was sobbing from behind, wiping tears from time to time, observing the condition of the figure with black hair and green eyes.

Although the crying was fake.

But she seems to be setting off an atmosphere.

Hyperion looked back at Antanas, not sure what to say.

However, when she turned around, Hyperian saw that Lan Qi also had firm eyes.

It gave Hyperion an illusion, as if the atmosphere had been heightened to this point, Lanfu would have to die if she didn't die today.

"It's better for me to do it. I can't give up halfway."

Said the poet of great love.

He has always been able to solve problems efficiently and without hesitation.

To speed through, you must speed through to the end.

The time that Warden Bakas can delay is limited. Now he is only one step away from seeing the last great demon, Pranay of Truth, and he doesn't want to waste any more time.

In order to save Talia's friends, no matter what kind of hardships it was, he felt it was worth it.

"..."

Hyperion's eyes trembled.

You really don’t take Lan Fu’s life seriously, do you?

Fortunately, Lanfu fell into a deep sleep after handing her body over to Lanqi. Otherwise, when Lanfu took over the body and found herself in this state by Lanqi, she might have broken off her friendship on the spot, and would find an opportunity to break up with Lanqi in the future.

The poet of great love stood up with all his strength and walked forward.

"When I go to inspect and inspect and unlock the clearance permission on this floor, you will be able to see the cell where Pranay of Truth is located. Then please two of you rush to his cell as quickly as possible. I am very worried. Coming soon..."

The black-haired, green-eyed poet said intermittently.

With Antanas's defensive ability and Sinora's spell resistance, in this layer of the Great Demon Trial [The Hanging Path to Death], if you have the guidance map, you can rush directly into a certain target's room. The difficulty is very small.

Because the two of them are very courageous to begin with, completely different from Pranay of Truth.

The Tyrant Priest is a warrior who is not afraid of death and has been trained by him personally. When ordered, he will definitely reach the target location successfully.

"Are you planning to go to [The Hanging Road to Death] alone?"

Shinora asked worriedly.

The beloved poet drooped his eyelids, turned his cheek, and nodded.

Then walked to the prison.

He walked like a drunkard, falling down step by step and getting up again with difficulty.

But it seems that I haven't seen any impact or harm in the illusion barrier.

"this……"

Sinora stared dumbfoundedly at the figure of the new king who was gradually retreating away. The new king seemed to have no fear in his heart, and the illusion did not cause any actual harm to him.

"As expected of our king, what a state of mind this is."

Sinora sighed sincerely.

"Yes, it's disgustingly strong."

Antanas is already used to it.

She had seen the new king's basically immune state in the negative fourth floor [Falling Gentle Land], so in the negative sixth floor [Upside-down Road to the Afterlife], which was also a test of the mind, she felt that the new king's monster-like performance was nothing special.

Now Antanas was not sure how many marks the new king had, but she was sure that the new king would get another title mark before meeting the Pranay of Truth, becoming a great demon far superior to Talia.

…

At this moment, in the broken body of the Great Love Poet, Lanfu, whose soul fell into a deep sleep, was experiencing a dream.

She dreamed that after arriving at a mysterious prison today, she kept falling and couldn't control her balance at all.

All the way to the negative fifth floor, it was very dark, very dark, her body was controlled by the devil, and a terrifying giant wolf cruelly tortured her phantom, as if it wanted her to die.

She was still in shock and finally about to leave the prison.

She began to be fed an extremely terrible wine again.

It was obviously very painful, she could hardly breathe through her nose, and she was constantly fed with the kind of wine that burned her internal organs. In the end, she felt that her whole body was about to fall apart, and it kept bumping forward, making her want to cry in pain.

She suspected that this was a nightmare, but she couldn't wake up...

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