~： The sixth year story 068, rescue operation

Late at night, the city of the dead.

Dark and noisy night. Once again shrouded the city.

For most people, tonight may be another ordinary day, symbolizing alcoholism and fun-seeking. By the way, celebrating that the territory of the Bucks Empire has been divided up by the three major countries, only the lonely wind-blown sand is still fighting in the army.

However, no matter how smart these people are, I am afraid they would never think of it. Tonight... will be a night that will completely change their destiny. It was also a night... to provide them with the last choice.

A girl with a goblin mask crawled on the roof, her silver-white pupils staring at everything in front of her through her hollow eyes. When the two plainclothes guards passed by the street in front, she immediately jumped down from the roof, like a shadow that melted into the darkness, and came to the front of the small bungalow, groaning, after a few climbs and jumps , Fell silently on the roof.

Moonlight, commendably, appeared above the city. The clear night was projected on the shoulders of the evil ghost girl, but the next moment, she disappeared again without a trace.

The full moon, like the sun at night, came out from the side of the mountain, shining on the side of this small bungalow. To be more accurate, it is shining on this cemetery.

The cold cemetery, the uniform tombstones. As the dwelling place of the tomb guards, it seems to be their goal this time.

"I'll go there for convenience."

"Yes. Go! But don't pee on someone else's tombstone like last time. There will be a curse."

"Hahahaha."

One of the tomb guards walked out of the room and came to the tombstones. He laughed at the epitaphs he didn't know, while spilling urine on the tombstones. Anyway, the grave-sweepers only come two or three times a year. It's impossible to know, right?

He is happy to pee. But he didn't know that a ribbon had slowly wound up from his neck, and then...

The grave guard began to struggle. But the ribbon seemed to be alive, fastened tightly around his neck. It wasn't until he stopped moving that the ribbon pulled him and dragged him to the grave where the gravedigger had not put it in the coffin...

The moonlight is still shining, and nothing seems to have changed. After waiting for a while, the people in the room asked, "Why didn't that guy come back after he went out?"

"Who knows. Maybe it's urinary stones."

"I'll go out and have a look."

The door opened and another person walked out. It's just that he didn't close the door this time. He just stood in front of the door and looked around.

nobody……

Soon, this person discovered that his companions who were supposed to be nearby had disappeared. The quality of the soldier made him immediately aware of what happened! But before he could speak, a shadow bullied him like lightning, and a left fist hit his abdomen with incomparable precision.

"Woo-!"

Moaning softly, this person fainted. At the same time, the last companion in his room finally sensed the danger! He hurried to get the sword on the table, but he was fast, someone was faster than him!

A pink shadow flashed into the room, under the radiance of the light. A spiral sword made up of a ribbon penetrated his throat before the last person could groan.

……………………………………

At the same time, right below this cemetery.

Little Liluo raised her hands, against a huge disc-like object, and placed it on a wall of the sewer under the instructions of the gloom. After placing it, Anan moved forward and moved the guiding stone placed above. In an instant, hot flames spurted from the four directions of the disc, southeast, northwest, and began to draw circles. After a circle was drawn, the flame disappeared, and little Liluo pulled the heavy thing out of the heavy wall along with it, and stared at it gruntingly.

"Hurry up! I can't last long!"

He whispered, the idiot nodded gently, and quickly got in with a small piece of bread wrapped in leather armor. Little Liluo looked at Little Bread with some worry, and said, "Does it really matter? Bread, I still don't think you need to do this kind of thing? It's dangerous!"

"Don't worry, Ba Ba and Bread are not going to fight, they are safe! 》

Little Bread smiled and held up the sign, Lilo was still a little reluctant. The idiot glanced at Liluo, then glanced at An again. An understanding, immediately patted Little Liluo on the head. Li Luo helpless. Only the big disc on the top of his head was plugged up again, and after removing the disc, he and An quickly ran towards the exit of the sewer.

Entering the inner chamber of the sewer, the idiot exhaled slowly. As his eyes slowly adjusted to the dark light here, he looked around.

Here is a utility room.

When you walk out of the utility room, you will see a ladder running through in an oblique direction.

As Anni calculated, this is part of an underground prison. Straight down the walkway in front of you, it is estimated that it is a heavily guarded prison, the hard stone walls are powerless even if they are dark.

Maybe it's because the place is a relatively unimportant part, and there are no people around. The idiot exhaled and returned to the utility room.

He took out the lighter, lit it, and squatted on the floor in the utility room with the faint light. After that, he took a large bottle of water from his arms, took out a bucket from the utility room, and poured it in. Then, he took out a pack of red viscous liquid and threw it directly into the bucket, and started to stir it greatly with the brush he carried.

After a while, the water in the bucket turned dazzling blood red. Moreover, it began to emit a pungent smell. The bun smelled, and he couldn't help covering his nose, opening his mouth and breathing heavily. The idiot also pinched, brushed the bucket with a brush, and came to the wall.

After a moment of silence, the idiot raised his brush, swiped his pen, and wrote--

Dear King Death, I. Now, in the name of the demon lord, I announce to you here that your life is about to reach the end. So, are you willing to accept death right now, or continue to live for this humble life?

I, give you a choice.

The first option is to immediately give up attacking the Bucks Empire, and vowed to never do anything unfavorable to the Bucks in this life, and use your great power status to influence other small countries to ensure the safety of the Bucks while you are still alive. . In this case, your life can continue.

The second option is that you choose any answer other than the first option. For your answer, I can only regard it as your betrayal of your own life. Your death will be inevitable and irreparable. As the Lord of the Devil, I will also harvest the heads of your soldiers after you die, and protect the stag in the same way.

Now, choose.

Is it dead or alive?

Finally, I would like to remind you that your 畈铦铦铦钫 is 硉畈骒鯂鯂钸熂邳.

After finishing writing, the idiot flung the brush to the ground at will. Little Bread looked at the door and the girl got down. Look out from under the door. After observing for a while, she turned her head and continued to pinch her nose, screaming.

"………………………………"

According to the schedule, you should leave after you finish these things. But, should I really leave like this?

……………………Do not.

The idiot had his own idea, and he had a hunch since he knew there might be someone wearing a skull mask in this prison. I had a hunch that I might meet him again.

Does this premonition symbolize luck or misfortune? Can I take this to regain the current disadvantage of the Bucks in one fell swoop, or fall into a cruel battle with the opponent again?

Maybe... only after really doing it, the answer will emerge.

The idiot slowly opened the door. Looked out. After confirming that there was no one, he and Xiao Bread immediately moved down the stairs carefully and quickly.

Although Xiao Bian is only nine years old, he has unknowingly cultivated an atmosphere similar to that of an idiot. She is also holding her breath and strictly abiding by the dogma of acting in the dark. It seems that she is no longer a burden, but a good helper.

Go down the spiral staircase and come to a gate. The light shining from under the door showed someone inside. Bun lifted her palm, the water vapor condensed in her palm, and soon it condensed into a block of ice. She handed the ice cube to the idiot, and the idiot held it through the crack of the door, and looked at the situation inside the door by reflecting the light.

This seems to be the lounge of the cell. Many soldiers with their helmets removed are playing cards around the table, and some of the rest are either getting together to drink or lying on the sofa to sleep. On the wall farthest from the idiot, there is a red button, which is a warning bell.

Five...ten...twelve people in total.

The ice cube was about to melt, and the idiot withdrew his hand. He looked at the bun, thinking.

If he wanted to kill twelve people within an instant after opening the door, and still not be able to trigger the alarm... this was indeed a big challenge for him. Moreover, he cannot guarantee that there are no masters among these guards. Otherwise, one enemy twelve, even if the bread can really help, it is extremely dangerous.

Bun shrank his fists, looking at the idiot with some worry. She stomped her feet in a hurry, as if she was eager to find Walnut as soon as possible, to find the very interesting young lady who would always blush inexplicably.

The idiot was weighing...but suddenly, he seemed to hear some sounds! After hearing these sounds, he immediately asked the bun to make a new ice cube and looked under the door.

The room was still full of snoring, drinking and playing cards. But with the ice cubes from the bottom up, the idiot immediately noticed that there seemed to be something on the ceiling of the room.