As the cell doors were opened one by one, prisoners escaped one after another. It turned out that Unas had worried too much. The prisoners, now free, were all eager to run out, and no one even bothered the executioner, let alone him in his cell.
Unas's cell door was quickly opened, and he glanced at Todd. The man's legs and hands were no longer trembling, but his eyes were empty; he had become a puppet completely manipulated.
The Priest's "Mind Control" is a very dirty skill in the game. Unas remembers that when he was fighting in the Arathi Basin, he was often controlled by the enemy Priest and made to jump off the high cliff of the lumber camp to his death. This kind of death is undoubtedly the most frustrating kind.
Although the door was open, Unas didn't rush out. He wouldn't know the way anyway, so it was better to wait for Natasha's next instructions. Since she said she wanted to cooperate, she must have a follow-up plan.
Just then, several escaped prisoners rushed in and charged straight at Todd. Unas hesitated whether to go out and stop them when Natasha's voice echoed in his mind, "Don't worry about anything else, come to the second to last cell."
Todd was tackled to the ground by three prisoners. Unas ran inside, asking, "Aren't we going to leave him here?"
"If I can no longer control him, then let him fend for himself." Controlling the mentally unstable Todd for even a few dozen seconds in this Anti-Magic Room was Natasha's limit.
Unas quickly arrived at the second-to-last cell. Upon entering, he found the Shadow Priest lying flat on the ground, his hands and feet still bound tightly. The only difference was that his hood had been removed, revealing a head of black hair styled in a bun and smooth facial features. Blood was continuously seeping from his mouth and nose.
"Are you alright?" Unas was a little frightened by her blood-covered face; her gruesome appearance was nothing like the reliable sound of her voice.
"I'm fine, just mentally exhausted, but I can manage," Natasha's telepathic message remained steady. "Quickly, carry me up, it's time to escape."
Unas quickly helped her cut the ropes. Natasha's body was limp and still under anesthesia, so he couldn't carry her or lift her on his back. He simply hoisted her onto his shoulder. The woman wasn't heavy, so it didn't affect his movements at all.
He quickly ran out of the cell, only to find Todd lying in a pool of blood in the corridor, the men who had tackled him long gone.
Unas approached and saw that the man's throat had been ripped open, and blood was still gushing out. His entire body seemed to have been ransacked.
There were several iron gates outside. Those prisoners probably came back to grab the keys and killed him in the process.
Unas immediately thought he should have stopped those lunatics; keeping Todd alive as a hostage was better than leaving him a corpse.
Things are about to escalate. The person in charge of the Fifth Floor has been murdered, and there has been a prison break. The entire dungeon will definitely be thoroughly investigated afterward. If I don't escape tonight, I might not have another chance. Once my identity is exposed, the fake prisoner will become a real prisoner.
Suddenly, a black shadow emerged from the Executioner's corpse. Unas took two steps back and looked closely. It was a small, semi-transparent black monster with an octopus-like body and an alien-like head. It looked strangely familiar.
"This is my Shadowfiend. It can steal its host's memories. Follow it first. It will take me a while to read the information it has stolen," Natasha explained in a timely manner.
This is practically sorcery. No wonder Shadow Priests have to hide their identities; this class is too easily branded as cult by righteous people.
Unas followed the Shadowfiend out of the Anti-Magic Room, feeling a sense of relief and renewed energy. He quickly buffed himself and continued forward. With the Shadowfiend, who had stolen Todd's memories, leading the way, he wasn't afraid of making any mistakes.
After passing through two open iron gates, Unas fully appreciated the feeling of "one generation plants the trees, another enjoys the shade." The prisoners who rushed out earlier had cleared all the obstacles in their path, so he was happy to have some peace and quiet.
After walking a while longer, he arrived at the area where ordinary prisoners were held. All the cells there had been opened, and several guards lay on the ground. All the prisoners had vanished. It seemed that the prisoners in the Anti-Magic Room had defeated the guards, obtained the keys, and released all the prisoners on the Fifth Floor.
As they continued walking, voices gradually approached from ahead. Then Natasha gave another instruction. "Stop. Don't move. I'm going to recall the Shadowfiend."
This little monster is too conspicuous and shouldn't be exposed to the public. Unas put the woman off his shoulder, and the Shadowfiend quickly crawled over and merged into Natasha's body.
"Next, turn left and we'll go to Todd's hut; the entrance to the secret passage is there."
The guards on the Fifth Floor were all elites, but they were suddenly attacked and without Todd as their leader, so they were completely overwhelmed by the prisoners and could only retreat to the elevator shaft to defend themselves while waiting for rescue.
The elevator shaft was the only external access point, and the elevator operators were located far away on the ground. The prisoners' only chance was to climb up the shaft.
Those imprisoned on the Fifth Floor were all serious offenders, whose chances of freedom were already slim. The prisoners, unwilling to give up their hope of freedom, attacked fearlessly, making it increasingly difficult for the Jailer to hold on.
Most of the prisoners were rushing towards the elevator shaft, but Unas was running in the opposite direction. In addition, he was carrying a woman, which naturally attracted the attention of some villains.
Unas had long since replaced his one-handed sword with Silver Hammer, and several ill-intentioned individuals had been rendered helpless by his blows. After that, people would avoid him whenever they saw his blood-stained giant hammer.
Finally arriving at Todd's hut, it was ransacked, and several prisoners were huddled together eating a large piece of smoked meat, undoubtedly Todd's food supply.
Unas swung his Silver Hammer, blasting several starving ghosts away. He then closed the wooden door, and Natasha gave the order, "There are four loose bricks in the left corner. Press them down in the order of 3-1-4-2."
This is almost like a combination lock, it's really advanced. Unas felt like he was in a spy movie. He followed the instructions one by one, and the ground immediately made several strange noises. A dark entrance appeared under his feet.
After taking the oil lamp off the wall, Unas jumped into the black hole and went down less than ten meters before another iron gate blocked his way. He stopped and waited for Natasha's instructions.
"What are you standing there for? Smash it!"
Unas thought she would have a clever way to open the door, but she just brute force it. But thinking about it, it makes sense; this door isn't a keyless door, so without a key, you can only crack it by force.
He put down the Shadow Priest, swung the Silver Hammer with both hands, and smashed the lock with all his might. Three thuds later, the iron door was deformed, but it was not broken open. A large amount of soil and rocks fell from the top of the tunnel and hit him on the head, causing several large bumps.
He rubbed his numb head. He knew he couldn't keep smashing it like that. If he failed to break the door and the tunnel collapsed, he would be doomed.
Switching to Firekiss, Unas focused his mind and channeled the elemental energy from the Fire Ring into the sword. The dark red blade of Firekiss gradually turned golden red, and the highly concentrated fire rapidly increased the temperature in the tunnel.
After brewing for several dozen seconds, the Firekiss had almost completely turned golden. Unas felt he had reached his limit, so he shouted "Open!" and slammed the sword into the iron door. With a series of "clicks," the three steel bolts in the lock broke off all at once, whether melted or cut off, it was unclear.
Unas exhaled, kicked open the door, and Natasha asked with some surprise, "This sword... are you from the Flame Knight Family?"
"No," Unas hoisted her up again, tossed aside the oil lamp, and raised the glowing Firekiss for light, "But from now on I am the 'Flame Knight'."