Six hundred and seventieth chapters make trouble in the prison area
"Haha, he is indeed the experimental subject I have chosen. He is so perfect. Why are you still standing there? Go and capture him." After Mata laughed, he roared at his assistants, "Remember, I want to live, if
If you hurt him even a hair, I will throw you into the incinerator!"
"Doctor, you have also seen that that human being is very powerful. If you want to capture him without any damage, it is simply impossible."
"We want to use strong anesthetics."
"Please give us permission to use weapons of war."
The assistants complained loudly. On the 20th, one of them was defeated. Even if they underestimated the enemy, it proved that Downton was powerful and they did not want to die.
"No, anesthetics will affect his physical condition. What I need are uncontaminated experimental subjects and war weapons? Do you want to attack the dwarf kingdom? Don't say that the debugging of Trial No. 1 has not been completed yet, it is over.
I won’t give it to you either, it’s a birthday present for Pope Black Flame next year.”
Mata refused without even thinking, "I'll use my life to fill this bunch of trash. When all his energy is exhausted, you can go up and arrest him."
"But a lot of people will die that way!"
The assistants were depressed.
"Aren't slaves just for consumption? What's the difference between dying on the test bench and dying in the hands of the enemy? When you're done with them, let the slave catchers catch them again."
Mata waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up, I can't wait to receive new experimental subjects."
An assistant wanted to speak, but Mata threw out a test tube, flew in front of him, and exploded.
boom!
There was a green potion in it. When it came into contact with the air, it immediately exploded into green mist. They were like seeing a delicious maned dog, as if being blown by a breeze. They rushed to the assistant with a roar, drowning him.
.
The unlucky assistant seemed to be suffering the torture of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and the screams of agony immediately rang out.
The assistants around him had frightened faces and all retreated to avoid the plague. They only took three steps back. The colleague fell to the ground.
Stuck!
All the flesh and blood were devoured, leaving only a skeleton lying on the ground, broken into pieces.
"Why don't you go quickly?"
Before Mata could finish his words, the assistants fled in droves.
Although there were wall lamps hanging on the walls on both sides of the corridor, the environment was still a bit dark, and a rancid smell mixed with formalin hit the nose, making people constantly sneeze.
"If you want to escape from here, just yell at me. I will save you!"
Downton roared, and the echo echoed in the corridor and spread far away.
Although no one answered, the original curses and shouts disappeared. It was obvious that the prisoners were observing the situation.
"Are you all mute? If you want to live, just speak!"
Downton is not running, but leaping. Every time he lands, his knees are slightly bent, and then he exerts force. Like a spring, he can span more than ten meters in one step.
"Save me, I've had enough of everything here."
The prisoners don't believe Downton. This is a blood-rage laboratory located deep in the misty swamp. It's impossible for anyone to break in. They think this must be a conspiracy. They are purging those who haven't given up yet, but those who are about to die can't wait.
If you go down, even if it is a trap, you have to step on it!
"Wait, I'll come!"
Downton replied and ran towards the direction of support.
When he turned a corner, Downton saw a group of guards anxiously turning the winch to raise the 100-meter-long suspension bridge. When he heard the shouts coming from inside, he knew he had made the right bet.
Behind the Colosseum is the prison area, which will make it easier for the doctor to select and test experimental subjects. If all these prisoners are released, they will definitely cause a big commotion and delay time.
"Stop him!"
The dwarf jailer yelled and kicked two of his subordinates who were standing next to him. He was also an old man, so he knew that every time someone caused trouble in the laboratory, he must be someone with outstanding strength. He had to run away quickly, otherwise he would die.
, but unfortunately, even though he reacted quickly, he was still not faster than Downton's flying hammer.
"die!"
Downton rushed onto the tilted suspension bridge, waved his right hand repeatedly, and fired out storm hammers.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The first three storm hammers brought flashing arcs of electricity, directly blasting the bodies of the five soldiers, and the winches rotated crazily out of control.
Wow!
With the chains shaking, the suspension bridge fell rapidly. Downton couldn't wait for them to close, so he jumped directly towards the opposite side.
Downton threw away the Storm Hammer and took a moment to look down.
There is no bottom here, and there are some green magical fireflies floating around, which look like ghosts.
"Get reinforcements!"
The dwarf jailer took two steps, and the storm hammer hit him head-on, blasting his head and then smashing into the floor.
Wow!
Blood splattered everywhere.
There were cells on both sides of the corridor, exuding an unpleasant smell. The prisoners who had been paying attention to the movement were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene. Then they no longer had any doubts and shouted for help.
"Save us!"
Some prisoners saw the prison keys falling out of the jailer's body and stretched out their arms to pick them up.
Downton landed on the falling suspension bridge, jumped up quickly, and finally successfully jumped a hundred yards into the abyss, then ran wildly.
As soon as he rushed into the corridor, the overwhelming cries for help filled his ears, and hundreds of pairs of arms stretched out from the prisons on both sides, as if to grasp the only life-saving straw.
"break!"
Downton roared and slashed at the prison fence.
boom!
A red halo lit up the fence, but it was intact.
"It's useless. It's enchanted with extremely powerful defensive magic. You can't break through it with violence. You can only use a key."
The prisoner explained anxiously that he could already hear the footsteps of the guards. If they had arrived in time, he would have no chance of escaping.
"Get out of the way!"
Downton didn't bother to get the key. He roared, a violent aura lit up under his feet, and at the same time, he used all his strength to swing the fearless battle ax with all his strength.
Battle Ax of Heaven!
boom!
As soon as a halo of light lit up on the fence, Downton chopped it open with an axe, and a huge shock wave mixed with a large amount of sawdust poured into the prison.
boom!
The prisoners inside were knocked off their feet.
"Go and release the prisoners."
One step at a time, chop continuously to destroy the prison.
The freed prisoners rushed out, roaring to the sky, venting their excitement, and some were quite cunning and left quietly.
"Ten years later, I am finally free."
"Everyone, rush out and enjoy your new life after a long absence!"
"I will kill those potion masters, and I will pay back double the pain they inflicted on me."
The prisoners stood in the corridor, and there was a lot of noise, but no one looked away from Downton, not only because they were interested in who he was, but also because of his violent and destructive power.
The jailers would put the prisoners into prisons with different defenses based on their strength. They found that the young man stepped on the violent aura and felt like he was in no one's land. Even the prisons where dragon-slaying powerhouses were detained could not stop him.
An axe.
"Shut up, everyone!"
After rushing to the end of the corridor, Downton stopped and turned around, glaring at the motley crew, "If you want to survive, we must form a rope and fight out together."
"That's right. Let's all listen to this... uh, what's your name?"
A small man looked up at Downton. He took off his prison clothes and asked Downton.
"Templar Downton!"
Priests have always had a good reputation in the mainland, and Downton can save a lot of trouble by using this identity.
"My name is Sandy Cazorla, you can call me third brother!"
The little man bared his teeth and smiled, because he hadn't brushed his teeth for many years. Coupled with the ulcers and blood in his mouth, he had a foul breath.
Downton frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.
"If we want to break out, these people alone cannot do it. We have to release the prisoners in the heavy-duty prison area."
Cazorla can be said to be the calmest among the more than 500 people. "They are all strong men of the sixth and seventh levels of dragon slaying, and they can provide a lot of combat power."
"Go ahead and tell me, where are the orcs here?"
Downton snapped his fingers, the war door opened, and Homer threw out hundreds of knives and guns, as well as several iron buckets and a large number of wooden boxes.
"These are the weapons and things I support you with."
Downton smashed the wooden box with one punch, and the fragrance of bread immediately wafted out.
"It's ham, it's bread, yes, it tastes like this. I will never forget it in my dreams."
The prisoners swarmed over and feasted.
"It's spring water!"
A prisoner unscrewed the bronze deer's throat, looked at the sweet and clear spring water, and buried his head directly under it.
"Go away, wasting water, do you want to die?"
Several prisoners started pushing and shoving. They hadn't had a full meal in years, so chaos was inevitable.
"Quiet!"
Seeing that he couldn't suppress it, Downton directly smashed the Storm Hammer.
Bang! Bang!
The two unlucky guys were smashed against the iron vats and turned into rotten flesh. The sound, like the sound of midnight bells, immediately silenced the environment.
"Whoever robs will die here."
Downton's sharp eyes swept over everyone. Thinking of his domineering force in breaking the door, the prisoners turned their heads away obediently, not daring to look at him.
"What are you doing with an orc?"
Cazzola was puzzled that half-orcs were the cannon fodder race of the evil god camp and were known as the public enemies of the mainland.
"I promised an orc to rescue his wife and children."
Downton frowned and spoke faster to describe. He had wasted too much time here. Sure enough, a jailer came to kill him. However, there were also many tough people among the prisoners, not to mention that they had been imprisoned for so many years and suffered so much.
After all the abuse, they were already extremely depressed. When they saw the enemy, they all gnashed their teeth and pounced on them.
"Is that No. 70? I've seen him several times!" Cazzola explained, "When I was taken for experiments, I saw a group of orcs in a certain area I passed by. They should be there.
I'll take you."
"Let's go!"
Downton urged, waving his hand to apply a healing wind to Cazorla, and then took out a bottle of healing potion and several bottles of magic potion and handed them to him.
When the prisoners nearby saw this scene, they were extremely envious.
"Captain, please give me some treatment too!"
One prisoner licked his face and begged for treatment.
Downton ignored them, took out the Soul Badge and waved it, Sherman War Bear appeared in the corridor. Everyone was shocked when they saw the heavy armor it was wearing. (To be continued...)