Hail the King

Chapter 216, Your attack on your bird (1)

The heart of the Black Rock King is full of doubts. What is happening to himself? Suddenly there will be such a horrible thought of impulsiveness and blood, and there is still an uncontrollable trend.

He quickly told himself that this young black-haired prince, Evan, was not a sinful character of his black rock country. He forced himself to take his hand off the hilt. This feeling was more than 4,000 more elite troops than he lost. It’s hard to leave with the entire Blackrock Fortress.

The black-haired prince Evan rushed to the front without knowing anything about it.

He didn't feel it at all. There was a pair of bloodthirsty eyes behind him. He stared at himself and didn't know his own life. He was unconsciously in the short time and was already under the scythe of death. I went back and forth six or seven times.

During the earthquake, the two men rushed toward the black rock city of Heilongjiang.

They were smashed by the shampoo king like a dog, and they were smashed in the back. One was smashed and smashed. When they ran away, they didn’t dare to go back. They didn’t see Sun Fei switching to [Death Master Mode]. Everything I do, my face is lost, my heart is in vain, and everything that happened before is buried in my heart, and I will never speak to anyone else.

At this time, the white-winged eagle screamed and fluttered high and disappeared between the distant white clouds, and could not be seen in a flash.

Blackrock fortress, dungeon.

The sound of shouting outside was slowly getting smaller, and the doubts in the hearts of the people in the dungeons became more and more intense.

"It's unbelievable. Who would dare to come to the Blackrock Fortress to make trouble?"

A thin man who was tightly locked by the iron chain on the dark and damp wall strangely asked his companion and moved his waist. In fact, this is the only one in his body that can take a little initiative to activate. The part of his body, the **** jailer means cruel, with the thorny iron rope fully into the body of this man, the wound is constantly healed and constantly broken because the body shakes the barbs tightly buckled in the muscles, The scarlet blood and the inflamed pus in the wound dripped into the black stinking water that drowned the knees. Surprisingly, even though the body is full of wounds, even a whole skin can not be found, and the situation is just like hell, but the expression on the face of this man still looks relaxed, when talking, face With a faint smile, there is no such depressing and desperate look in the ordinary people.

"Maybe which mercenary group or caravan was seen by the vampires in Black Rock City, and Black Rock King came to kill the goods as before." Someone around the interface said: "Do you still expect miracles now? Occurred? Hear it, it’s gone, the poor column has no door, it’s estimated that it’s been swallowed up by the demons...”

"With this thought, you are still worried about our destiny. The old hybrid of Black Rock King is really going down this time to kill our shampoo miners..."

All of the prisoners were held in the shampoo city slaves.

The Blackrock Fortress's dungeon is located in the underground cave of a cliff, similar to the 'Iron Prisoner' in the underground caves of the back of the Chambord City, but the environment is a few hundred times more than a hundred, and the water is full of water. The knee-high smelly water, the dirty black water is full of the bodies of mice and various small animals, the hairy hair of the foaming, and even the swollen dead limbs of the dead limbs are floating, stinking, and with the autumn It is getting deeper and deeper, and the water is getting bitter. Many people are weak. They are locked up here for less than one day. They can’t support the death of the starved and drowning. The life is more stubborn than the grass, but even more stubborn, even In such a desperate environment, most of the shampoo miners who have adapted to the cold of life have helped each other and survived miraculously.

Because in their hearts, there is a faint hope that supports them.

In the city of Chambord, there is a holy king.

This is what Lao Zola told them.

Lao Zola also said that the shrine of the shrine will surely destroy the Black Rock country with an invincible division and rescue them from suffering.

Although... this is just a wonderful fantasy.

But that, fantasy is also hope.

Once they lived in the pit like the corpse, they have given up their struggle for the fate of suffering. Even hope is a luxury, so even though the arrival of the shrine of the shrine is too embarrassing, it is more like deceiving oneself and anesthetizing himself. But no matter what, hope is better than nothing, isn't it?

But now it seems that hope seems to be shattered.

Perhaps Chambord City did have a sacred code to annihilate the sacred kings of the Nine-Power Allied Forces. Perhaps one day, the shrine sacred king would slant the Supreme Army to defeat the Black Rock City... but now, feel the threat The sinister Black Rock King has apparently decided to kill all of their scourges ahead of time... they don’t seem to be able to wait that day.

I think that I have to hold the light but to die, the fate of the trick, the desperate, the people in the dungeon have a little silence for a while, and a little unwilling.

"No... the situation is a bit wrong..." The tall thin man suddenly noticed something, frowned, and listened for a while, his eyes began to become burning, excited to ask his companions: "The outside is terrible, usually those The **** jailer who was screaming at the wind did not appear..."

"Eddie, you... what do you want to say?" The companion around him trembled. In fact, he already understood the meaning of the thin man, but he couldn't believe it, so the trembling asked, but it was more like approval.

"Maybe... Lao Zola said it was right?" The skinny man named Eddie squinted and his voice grew a lot.

"You mean... no, no, it's impossible... how is this possible!" Someone involved in this topic.

It is a man with a very wide skeleton. Maybe he used to be a bear, but the cruel state of survival of the miners has made him skinny and skinny, but this is already a surviving four or five hundred shampoo miners. Good guy. Hearing Eddie's words, he was very excited, and the clothes were completely disbelieved in the tone of denial, but anyone could see how much he hoped Eddie would say that the speculation would be true.

At this time, the survivors of the entire water prison, the shampoo city slaves, were all excited.

Yes, if it is true?

If the prophecy of Lao Zola is really about to be realized?

Sudden hope, let everyone look eagerly at the entrance to the dungeon, waiting for something to happen.

Just then, finally, a rush of footsteps came.

The time has come to pronounce the fate.

At this moment, everyone's heart violently jumped, fearing that the door of the dungeon would open, and the black rock city soldier holding the butcher knife appeared instead of the shampoo holy king he had worked so hard. Even Eddie, who has been encouraging the desperate people with optimism and spirit in the dungeons, can't help but swear. To be honest, he is afraid of death, and he does not want to see so many compatriots die. In this dark groundwater prison.

Oops -!

A rusty iron door was heard by the sound of the opening.

Then a bright line.

Bright and venting.

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