Chapter 1538

McGonagall looked at the destroyed wall tens of meters in front of her, as well as Irina who slowly took back her right foot in front of her, and her throat rolled unconsciously.

This is ten meters high and more than five meters thick!

In addition to the dead, I'm afraid few people in the world know that Elena's melee ability is so terrible!

"When I see that woman in your arms tonight, I want to kick you like this." Irina looked back at MEG and said with a smile.

"I can't help myself with the task." McGonagall sighed and felt his calf tremble.

Such a light foot, who can withstand ah!

"But we're just going into a city. There's no need to tear down the walls directly, right?" McGonagall quickly digs the subject.

"Didn't you say you wanted to help little Connie keep some useful guys? Now they are mostly trapped in siege and scuffle. If we don't do something big, they can't get away." Irina said with a natural look.

"That's true." As soon as McGregor thought about it, he besieged Wei and saved Zhao. Irina had already learned the key to the art of war he taught.

"Now that the wall has fallen down, let's go straight to see if perdinand is really being held in that underground cell." MEG looked at Elena and said, "are you sure you'll leave before their men arrive?"

"I just set up a fixed-point transmission array on the cliff. As long as I want to go, no one can stop me." Irina said confidently.

"Well, let's go and have a look." MEG nodded, took a black kerchief out of his arms and covered his face, leaving only his eyes exposed.

"Do you need to hide a little bit?" MEG looks back at Elena in her own costume.

"Kill them all, and no one will see them?" Irina looked at MEG, who had wrapped herself up, a little puzzled.

"Er..."

McGonagall was speechless.

……

"North of the city?" At the top of the magnificent palace tower, Gary looked at the north of the city with a frown. There were not many people who could make such a stir in the FAK tribe. One of them was beside him, and two of them were also in the inner city at this time. When she rebelled against the king, she got their support and help, and it was also impossible for her to do such a thing on the eve of coronation.

"Chief, do you want me to see it?" Asked the orc, standing about three steps behind him in gold armor.

"Go, basil, and see who dares to make trouble in our FAK tribe. Screw his head back for me." Gary said with a sneer.

"Yes." The golden orc, known as basil, turned and left.

"Get Daryl and Kurt. I have something to discuss with them." Gary continued.

"Yes." One of the men agreed to leave quickly.

"Brother, you have been in this position for a long time. I just take back what belongs to me. You can die peacefully. I will make the FAK tribe the first tribe and even rule the whole world." Gary looked up at the sky, grinned his teeth, turned and walked under the tower, leaving only a cold command: "all the rebels tonight, kill them."

……

According to the information given by Hannah, MEG and they soon found the location of the secret dungeon, but the walls here didn't look different from other places.

"It seems that we need to find out where the door is, maybe there is something like a switch..."

"Boom!"

Before McGonagall finished, the wall in front of him disappeared again, leaving only a hole in the ground and the gaping Orc guards in the hole.

"What are you looking at? I haven't seen any beauties." Irina is a bench, and she pats him on the wall and turns him into a drop of mosquito blood.

"It seems that I've been watching too many TV dramas..." McGonagall picked his eyebrows and jumped into the cave. He didn't look at the level 8 Orc who was photographed by Elena.

Now that he can be assigned here by Gary to be in charge of guarding, it must be his confidants. Most of them have to kill a lot of such people.

The change of regime is mostly based on blood. Gary killed the old chief and won the throne. Now they want to kill Gary and return the FAK tribe to Connie and her brother.

The tunnel is very narrow. Its width can only accommodate two people, and its height is less than two meters. It extends downward. A wall lamp is lit several meters apart, which will cut the ground on the rock.

The movement on the ground should arouse the vigilance of the guards in the dungeon. Several heavy stone gates fell down and blocked the passage tightly.

However, these stone gates, weighing more than ten thousand jin, were like paper pastes under Elena's legs, and they were kicked deep into the dungeon.

As for those Orc guards who tried to resist, they were all photographed by Elena and turned into decorations on the wall.

McGonagall followed Elena calmly and came in in front of a sheep protected by a big man without cutting blood.

The dungeon guard has been basically cleaned up, and MEG saves one of them from Elena's feet. He holds a kitchen knife on his neck and asks harshly, "where is pedynan locked up?"

The jailer had already been frightened and said in a trembling voice, "perdinand is not here! Don't kill me... He's really not here... "

"Not here? Where is that? I hear he's here. " McGonagall pressed the knife closer, and the sharp edge cut his flesh.

"He was really locked up here during this time! But... But... He was taken away last night, and I don't know where he was taken... It was the chief's own order... "The ORC was so anxious that he wanted to cry, but his hand was slowly touching his waist.

"A worthless conversation." Irina kicked him off with a light foot and turned him into a mass of mosquito blood at the end of the passage tens of meters away.

McGonagall was not sure if the ORC was telling the truth. He had to let Elena wait for a moment and walk along the passage of the dungeon with a torch.

There are more than ten cells on both sides of the passage. Through the cell door, you can see the prisoners curled up in the corner. Most of them are ragged and injured. It seems that they were scared when they heard the news before, but they still look out subconsciously when they saw the fire.

"Where's perdinand? We're here to save you. " McGonagall looked at the orcs who couldn't see what they were looking like. He frowned and asked aloud.

"Help me... Help me, I'm loyal to the old chief, and I'm loyal to Mr. peidinan!"

"Help me... Please help me..."

Hearing McGonagall's words, the people in the cell rushed to the door of the old room one by one, put their hands out of the gap between the iron bars, and cried to McGonagall heartbroken.

"We are the uncle and aunt of Mr. peidinan. Please help us. We may know where he has been transferred." At this time, there was a worried voice in the cell in the corner.