My Doomsday Territory (My Apocalypse Domain)

Green Shadow City, east of the outer city, at the gate of the steel gate of the Pale White Prison, three figures walked down from a red deer cart.

A bald middle-aged man with some fat on his belly, a man in a suit with a briefcase, and a fat man with a kind face.

They went through the formalities for visiting the prison and entered the Pale Prison.

The interior of the prison is not deep and humid, but pure white, which is a very monotonous white. Except for the rest area of ​​the prison guards, other colors other than pure white can hardly be seen.

——This is the origin of the name of Pale Prison, which originally only had a very simple name-Green Shade Third Prison.

"I really didn't expect this guy Wang Er would dare to sneak into the core area. The great city lord made us humans stand up. He was not only ungrateful, but also committed such a crime. Fortunately, he didn't make a big mistake... Hey, if it wasn't for Wang The two dead uncles are close friends with me, and I really don't want to care about him."

The bald middle-aged man showed an angry and helpless look just right.

Wang Er was detained in the shallow floor of the Pale White Prison—the second floor underground—in a cramped white room of less than ten square meters.

But this is a single room, and there is no need to pay water and energy fees. It is very good in a place like Green City where every inch of land is so precious... In addition to having no freedom, you may have to be taken away for mining service...

The bald middle-aged thought inexplicably appeared in his mind, and he communicated with Wang Er as usual.

"The crimes committed by Wang Er cannot be forgiven by Yuanjing alone, but his crimes have not yet reached the unpardonable level, as long as you can help him complete 2000 contribution points, including but not limited to the Adventurers Guild, City Hall, Shade For the tasks of various agencies, Wang Er can be allowed to leave the prison for a short period of time to perform tasks, during which he must personally complete tasks with a total of 2,000 contribution points, and then he can be released."

A prison guard at the captain level said, he looked at the ordinary prison guard wearing a C+ level uniform behind him, and said, "Go back to your post, just let me watch it here."

"Yes, Captain."

When the other prison guards left, the bald middle-aged man calmly glanced at the surveillance cameras around him. He took a step forward and, using the fat man's figure to cover it, slipped a crystal ticket into the prison guard captain's hand without a trace.

Crystal tickets worth 50,000 Yuan crystals can be exchanged at any bank under Green Shadow.

The expression on the captain's face didn't change, he just put his palm in his trousers pocket, looked at the bald middle-aged man, and said silently for a moment, "I can take you to the deep prison, if you have anything you want to say to those who are detained in the deep prison. The companion said, think about it in advance... Of course, the inmates in the deep prison cannot be released."

The bald middle-aged nodded "gratefully".

This was what they had discussed in advance, but at present, only the senior member of the organization was detained in the 'third floor' of the deep prison, and he did not know the exact location... He recalled the structure of the lower shallow prison. There are three floors in total. Each floor is like a combination of countless "hui" fonts, which is very complicated, but it is a prison after all, and the area cannot be infinite.

And... the organization has already supported an A-level item, which can be used to find the high-level position.

Only lack of access to deep prison.

"You follow closely, don't look around, I'm not responsible if you get lost."

The captain of the prison guard whispered.

After the prison doors on both sides were locked, the inside of the cell could not be seen, and no sound could be heard. Only the footsteps of 'Tadata' sounded in the passage.

"Deep prisons are not the same as shallow prisons. I've only been there twice, and I don't want to go there unless I have to."

Different?

In no mood?

The bald middle-aged people were a little confused, but before they could ask, they had already arrived at the entrance of the deep prison.

In front of a faint blue circular passage, there are two guardians with deep breath, stationed here.

"Writing."

The captain of the prison guard bowed slightly and handed the warrant with both hands.

"go in."

The faint blue passage is like an undersea tunnel, sloping down, with no end in sight, and there is no sound from stepping on the solid ground of the passage.

After a while, a bright light appeared at the end of the passage, and bursts of heat wave hit the face.

"arrive."

"Arrived, here? Wait... Where is this?"

The bald middle-aged look is a little dull.

Isn't this underground? Shouldn't it be the fourth floor of Pale Prison?

The scorched ground, the flames seeping from the cracks, the twisted air, and... He raised his head, and what he saw was a layer of red film, scorching like the sun.

"This is the first floor of the deep prison. Of course, we prefer to call it hell, the scorched hell."

"Where's the prison cell?"

The bald middle-aged actually wants to ask, is it necessary for the prison to do this! Calling hell is so realistic!

"That is."

He followed the direction and saw an alien with four arms in the distance. His hands and feet were all bound by ropes formed by flames. Outside the four-armed alien, a raging sea of ​​fire formed a circle, like a prison cell.

The bald middle-aged mouth twitched.

"Let's go, there's not much time, come with me."

The captain of the prison guard led them straight in one direction. After about two or three minutes, a downward spiral staircase appeared in front of him.

As they descended the stairs, the flames faded and the wind picked up.

"The second floor is Storm Hell."

The entrances from the second to third floors are not at the same location, but they are not far away. After walking straight for two or three minutes, the bald middle-aged man saw an identical spiral staircase.

After a while, you are in the icy frost hell.

"I'll take you here. You only have half an hour. You must leave whether you find it or not."

The captain of the prison guard said with a blank expression.

He didn't actually think that a few bald middle-aged people could find the target cell, but... isn't this better? In any case, his task was completed, and he did not neglect his duty.

"Is there no surveillance here?" The bald middle-aged asked curiously.

"The monitoring equipment won't last long in this harsh environment. Of course, there are still patrol teams."

The Frost Hell is already minus fifty or sixty degrees, and there are dangerous ice ridges emerging from time to time... The bald middle-aged man felt that it was reasonable, and looked at the other two with a calm expression.

"Then let's go, hurry up and leave when you're done..."

He patted the captain of the prison guard on the shoulder as if naturally, and in an instant, a black gas leaked from the palm of his hand.

"What are you doing……"

The captain of the prison guard suddenly woke up, but his response became very slow and rigid.

The man in the suit walked behind him, and a distorted symbol appeared in his eyes.

- Twisted Eye.

Twenty seconds later, the captain of the prison guard stopped struggling, the same symbol appeared in his eyes, and the whole person became sluggish.

"It's done, as long as you don't come into close contact, you won't be found abnormal when you hit the patrol."

"Well, but we only have half an hour to visit the prison, and an abnormality will be found in one hour at the latest, and the task must be completed before that."

The bald middle-aged man took out a palm-sized, egg-like prop, covered with secret patterns.

He held the top and bottom of the egg with both hands and twisted it.

"Crack."

The eggshell was opened, and a bird composed of blue light and shadow flew out of the egg and flew into the depths of the Frost Hell.

"Follow up."

Bald middle-aged leads the way.

The three of them were either in the Condensing Origin Realm or at the peak of the Body Shaping Realm. They were all capable people, and they were also wearing B-level or A-grade armor. The prison guard captain who was controlled was also in the Condensing Origin Realm, which was enough to fly in the Frost Hell. At their speed, they shuttled from the extreme left to the extreme right of the shallow prison, and one minute was enough.

However,

Frost Hell is full of frost, and the location of the frozen feature cells is not fixed.

The wind was cold, and the snow obscured the view.

I don't know how long it has been running, but the blue light bird no longer flies in a straight line, and changes direction from time to time... The bald middle-aged man was delighted to think that he was approaching the high-level where he was, when he saw the blue light bird chirping, up and down, left and right. fly around.

Surrounded by snow, there is no ice prison.

The bald middle-aged smile gradually froze.

look at it,

It's not like he's found someone, but... is he lost?