Hey, King!

2021-11-27

Chapter 387 Chapter 390 Have you thought about it
Ten meters long cell, you can run in two seconds In the past, maybe you could try to grab the door and kill it all the way?

"Don't make such an attempt if you are not 100% sure." Reid persuaded: "Is there a fool in the Mage Association? Will you leave such a loophole that you can run out after grabbing the door? Dagon, best The solution is still patience and accumulation of mana. Have you thought of a way to obtain elemental energy?"

"Every time you deliver food, some fresh air will come in, which is a process of environmental communication. Dagon said: "I think if I can seize that opportunity, it is possible to get a little mana."

"Then do it." Red said: "Patience and persistence, hope and preparation, These are the most important things for you to be rescued. In addition, the elves will not only lock you up without interrogation, you need to be prepared physically and psychologically."

So Dagon began to work with this Prison confrontation, trying hard to master its laws. It is now known that the cell is a lever structure with a set of mechanisms on the outside to control the lifting and lowering. When delivering food to Dagon, the cell will have a tilt change, which is measured with scales. It's just that the tilt is very irregular, and Dagon can't time it. I don't know if it will happen once a few days or several times a day. It was dark and lonely here, and he completely lost track of time.

The food that came in was the same, bread, sausages, and urine bubbles filled with water. Sometimes there is cheese and onions, sometimes carrots or kale. Dagon always wanted to get a jailer to ask about the situation here, even if they were scolded, it would be fine. But the guards in this prison didn't seem to have any interest in him. They did things like delivering meals, delivering water, and changing toilets. The rest seemed to have nothing to do with them.

Every time you change the food, some fresh air will come in, and it does contain a little Metal Element energy, just like a drop of water in the desert, it will dissipate if you are not careful. Normally no one can collect this energy, because the process of collecting it incurs consumption, the consumption is greater than the gain, so the mana cycle does not work. But Dagon is different. He has opened up the boundaries between the soul realm, the spiritual realm and the natural elements. He can activate the cycle by consuming the energy of the soul realm, take in the natural elements, and then send them into the middle realm of Soul Spirit.

This process will give him a headache, similar to mental weakness. Fortunately, as long as he has food and enough sleep, his body will recover quickly. sufficient sleep? In the cell, Dagon slept too much. Since the food given to him is barely enough for him to survive, exercising is impossible. He tries hard not to atrophy his muscles too quickly, and the rest of the nutrients and energy can only make him choose to sleep.

I don't know how long it took before Dagon was woken up by the sound of footsteps. This was the first time. He immediately rolled over and sat up, taking a scale from under his beard. In this dark cell, apart from the unremovable stones, his teeth and scales were the hardest things. Dagon took a scale off, sanded it on the stone, and sharpened its edge. Pinch the scales between your fingers and it can threaten the skin and blood vessels.

Although you can kill with your bare hands, having a weapon is better than having no weapon. He listened carefully, and the heavy footsteps outside stopped outside the door, and then the iron door made the sound of clang dong clang dong. Dagon continued to listen carefully as he walked towards the iron gate, capturing the sound of gears turning, chains twitching, levers slamming. With a tooth-stinging sound, the iron door opened.

This chance is too rare, Dagon takes three steps and two steps quickly, and then sees the strange thing at the door. It was a steel figurine, also called a golem, a mindless spell creature. It can be designed in various shapes, and the figurines that Dagon sees are much larger than the prison door, completely blocking the door, leaving no gaps.

It is like an iron cabinet with triangular metal thorns on the surface. Four cabinet doors are opened facing the direction of the prison door, and the metal arms of the Insect arthropods are stretched out. One metal arm put down the food, one metal arm took the toilet, one metal arm put down the new toilet, and the last metal arm had four sharp swords that stood in front of Dagon, spinning like fans.

Dagon stopped, and he could only stop. Flesh and blood can't resist the spinning sword. The figurine constantly changes the position and speed of the axis of rotation, sometimes fast and slow, just to prevent Dagon from grasping the law. Dagon stared coldly at the metal figurines in front of him, his mind spinning quickly. There has not been such a big battle before changing food and toilets, why is this time?
The three metal arms are put back when they're done, but the sword array doesn't. At this time, the figurine opened a new window, and inside it was a masked face. Dagon was convinced it was an elf, wearing a black wool mask that exposed only his eyes. The elf looked at Dagon and asked, "How are you thinking?"

"When will you let me out?" Dagon asked rhetorically.

"When you think about it, I can let you out." The elf asked: "Have you thought about it?"

Although he didn't know what to think, Dagon said directly: "I figured it out. I was wrong, I apologize, can you let me out now?"

"That's not what made you think!" the elf said: "You wasted this opportunity. , keep it closed."

"Wait..." Dagon only said one word, and the window on the figurine closed. Afterwards, Fa Ying closed the cell door while retreating, giving no chance to charge ahead at all. During that time, Dagon did think about a question: if he rushed out and controlled the injury so that it was not fatal, would the elf take him for treatment and leave this cell?

It's not worth the risk yet. Dagon rejected the somewhat crazy idea. After the cell door was closed, there was a sound of organs working outside. The structure of this cell seemed to be very complicated. Dagon felt it carefully and didn't notice that the ground balance had changed. Perhaps the elf has not performed the work, or perhaps his senses are not sensitive enough.

However, the figurines gave Dagon a great gift, that is, natural elements. Since it is a spell item, the figurines need array and element energy to maintain. When the prison door opened, not only a little fresh air came in from the outside, but also the energy fluctuations of the figurines. In the presence of Dagon, no mana cycle is perfect and without blemish and self-contained, he can absorb mana from invisible servants, and he can take the same thing from magic figurines.

A spinning blade, hum, the faster it spins, the better, because the more it spins, the more mana it needs. Dagon stood right in front of the blade, absorbing mana fluctuations in bits and pieces. He very cautiously slowed down the absorption speed, stunned to prevent the other party from being aware of it. He converts the absorbed elemental energy into spiritual energy at the fastest speed, and then stores it in the middle realm of Soul Spirit.

Suddenly, the cell shook like a weak earthquake. Naturally, Dagon won't be knocked over, but that's not the purpose of the cell either. A warm feeling swept across the cell, like a hot flash baked by the sun after a summer rain. When it swept across Dagon's body, it swept away the elemental energy that had not yet been transformed.

"Well, it's pretty quick." Dagon patted his forehead lightly to ease his headache after the mana cycle was forcibly interrupted. This prison is guarded by sorcerers everywhere, and they also know that the appearance of the magic figurines will produce the escape of elemental energy, so they use some means to disperse the elemental energy again, so that the prisoners have no mana to use.

Except for Dagon, I am afraid that no one can absorb and transform elemental energy in such a short time, and it is impossible to hide it in the middle realm of Soul Spirit. Only by using the full mana model can it be possible to break through the barriers between natural elements and the spiritual realm, which is also a unique ability. Except for Dagon, other mages are really helpless here. Dagon can somehow accumulate a few drops of water and slowly bring them together into a lake.

It's just that the hot and humid wind just now is very dangerous. You must first figure out what it is. Otherwise, even if you have accumulated enough mana, once you encounter that thing, it will be emptied and all previous efforts will be forfeited. While thinking, Dagon breathed slowly, making movements to adjust his mental state. Without a sense of dragon, he wasn't sure if he was under surveillance. Although there is no mana here, and it stands to reason that there is a spell-driven probe array, he has to take precautions.

The food for this time was placed at the entrance of the prison. There was a large piece of bread and a pack of water more than in the past. This time both loaves had meat fillings, which made Dagon very strange. Shouldn't it be a festival outside, and then improve his life? He was a little unsure, so he didn't dare to eat more - what if it was poisoned?

It's just that the meals are delivered later, each time with an extra loaf of mincemeat, and then it becomes the norm. This nearly doubled Dagon's food supply, and he was out of the half-starved state, able to slightly increase his training volume, and maintain his strength and muscle levels.

He didn't know that this was a change brought about by the agreement between Shiloh and Nadir, and he was impossible to know. Dagon has been working hard to accumulate mana and maintain a good schedule. In fact, he has no concept of time, how can he have a regular schedule? He used a method, that is, he ate whatever he had, and drank as he had water. He stayed far away from the prison door and waited for the door to open and close for food. As long as you don't sleep near the cell door, you won't miss the time to deliver food and change water.

He wanted to know how many times the normal replacement would be followed by a figurine opening, maybe it would be some kind of opportunity. There are magic figurines outside, and there is elemental energy outside. If the hot and humid air is used to expel all the elemental energy, the magic figurines will not work, and the mage will not be able to cast spells. Isn't that what a weapon master most wants to see?

The prison door opens inward, and the figurines will block the door, which is a bit troublesome. But on the other hand, when the door was just opened, the rotating sword array could not be expanded. Dagon could at least force it up, perhaps creating opportunities. What kind of opportunity will be, Dagon is not sure. He can only imagine it out of thin air, constantly planning in his mind.

Apart from that, he has nothing to think about when he's awake now. When asleep, he can talk to Rhett and continue to learn knowledge, but he can't always sleep, right?

(end of this chapter)