Chapter Fifteen: Rescue (Part 1)

The unsheathed sound of longswords was incessant. Dozens of Blood Prison guards in the interrogation hall simultaneously drew the two-handed horse-slaying swords from their backs. The crystals embedded in the longswords were activated, and amidst faint chirping sounds, the eighteen-meter-long horse-slaying swords were covered in a dazzling layer of light.

Fainlan and the other two Great Chancellors of the Great Berlin City-State stood up at the same time. Jolus, whose mood was already extremely foul due to Leitning's death, roared in anger, "Who are you? How did you get in here?"

This was the Blood Prison, the most heavily guarded prison in the Great Berlin City-State. From the entrance outside to the interrogation hall on the deepest level of this Blood Prison, there were at least a hundred layers of defensive restrictions and formations along the way. Even for Great Chancellors like Jolus, if they were to use force, it would take at least three to five days to break through!

Yet, this old man with white hair and a white beard had managed to sneak in so stealthily!

Thunderous roars erupted, and Jolus's body was enveloped in a thick layer of lightning. He waved his staff, and the lightning suddenly flickered. Twelve fist-sized spherical lightning bolts silently emerged from the lightning, rapidly circling Jolus.

These spherical lightning bolts were smooth and lustrous, as if carved from crystal. Within the core of each spherical lightning bolt, a palm-sized purple-blue rune flickered. These runes emitted a faint divine pressure, clearly originating from the same source as the characters displayed on the cross that had trapped Yin Xuege.

Allen let out a soft hum, and his body was suddenly surrounded by countless ice crystals. The ice crystals, like diamond dust, whistled and rapidly swirled around his body. The temperature of the entire interrogation hall plummeted, and the molten steel in the crucible instantly solidified. Accompanied by a piercing cracking sound, the solidified steel ingot in the crucible was frozen with countless tiny cracks, and the crucible itself shattered into more than a dozen pieces.

"Don't get agitated, my friends!" Fainlan hurriedly stopped Jolus and Allen's impulsiveness. "He's a friend, a friend I know. Let me introduce you, this is Elder Jiang Rusheng from the ancient Jiang family in the East!"

After introducing the identity of the white-haired, white-bearded old man, Fainlan smiled and extended her right hand to Jiang Rusheng. "It's been over ten years, hasn't it? Respected elder, I still remember back on the Australian Continent, it was you who killed that terrifying dark creature and saved my companions and me!"

Jiang Rusheng glanced at Fainlan's outstretched right hand. He did not do anything to the fair and tender little hand as per Western etiquette. Instead, he cupped his fists and gave a neither warm nor cold bow.

"Fire Queen Fainlan, it has indeed been a long time. I have come this time because I need your help!"

With a quick sweep of his gaze across the blood-scented interrogation hall, Jiang Rusheng said calmly, "Of course, this will also be beneficial to you. There are immense benefits! However, the news of my arrival cannot be leaked in the slightest. Therefore, I have entered uninvited and sneaked in here. If I have offended you in any way, please forgive me!"

Allen and Jolus's expressions were far from pleasant. 'If I have offended you in any way'? You have already offended countless people! Regardless of Jiang Rusheng's background, his brazen infiltration into the deepest part of the Blood Prison was undoubtedly a slap in the face to all the leaders of the Great Berlin City-State. Was that not an offense?

Fainlan retracted her right hand with a hint of awkwardness. She elegantly lifted her long skirt and performed an ancient Western courtly bow to Jiang Rusheng. She glanced at her companions, her eyes flashing a warning for them not to make any rash moves, and then looked at Jiang Rusheng with a beaming smile.

"I can understand your feelings. For someone as distinguished as you to come to us, you naturally have very important matters. For someone transcendent like you, some insignificant rules are naturally meaningless."

Clapping her hands lightly, Fainlan ordered all the guards to sheathe their weapons. Then, she majestically pointed at Yin Xuege. "Send this dark child back to his cell and guard him strictly! You have witnessed his ferocity and cunning; do not give him any opportunity to do evil!"

Two executioners nimbly took Yin Xuege down from the cross. Several guards swarmed forward, binding Yin Xuege tightly with special shackles and fetters, and then dragged him roughly out of the interrogation hall. Due to Jiang Rusheng's arrival, this interrogation was undoubtedly unable to continue.

Jiang Rusheng looked at Yin Xuege curiously and asked with a smile, "He's just a child, what did he do?"

Jolus and Allen's expressions turned unpleasant again. They looked at Jiang Rusheng with ill intentions. No matter how strong Jiang Rusheng was, no matter his background, and no matter if he had any past dealings with Fainlan, as a guest, he seemed to be meddling too much, didn't he? Did Yin Xuege's identity need to be explained to him?

Fainlan's lips twitched slightly, but she still lowered her stance and explained to Jiang Rusheng with a smile.

"He himself has committed no crime, but his origins are problematic. He is a Blood Demon child. Elder Jiang Rusheng, you should know the hatred between our Human Federation and those dark creatures. Since those terrible changes occurred in this world, the activities of these dark creatures have become increasingly rampant. We must deal with them with caution and prudence!"

Jiang Rusheng nodded with a smile and said in a dismissive tone, "So that's how it is. Such a little fellow is not an important person. Fainlan, let's talk about business! I've come to you this time for a very important matter that requires your help!"

As he spoke, Jiang Rusheng casually glanced at Yin Xuege. A strange, faint glow flashed in his eyes, as if a very fine purple halo had been placed around his black pupils. His gaze quickly swept over Yin Xuege's entire body, and Jiang Rusheng's lips suddenly curled into a subtle, very mysterious smile.

But soon, this smile was withdrawn by Jiang Rusheng. He solemnly flicked his wide sleeves, adopting the dignified and solemn demeanor befitting a enlightened master, as if he had nothing to do with sneaking into the heavily guarded Blood Prison just now.

Yin Xuege was bound by heavy shackles and unable to move. He squinted, observing the movements along the way through the sliver of light from his half-closed eyelids. Layer after layer of heavy doors, one complex sealing formation after another, Yin Xuege's heart sank bit by bit. Finally, he felt a chill all over his body.

With his current strength, he had no way of escaping the Blood Prison! Let alone him, even Yin Jiwu and Yin Jihuang, the powerful members of the family, Yin Xuege doubted if they could escape if they were imprisoned here.

The door to Yin Xuege's cell was opened, and he was thrown in like garbage. A guard grumbled in a low voice, "Kid, you're lucky today! Next time, you won't have such a good chance! You'll die miserably!"

"He will indeed die miserably!" a resentful voice sounded quietly. Bright, dressed in a white robe and holding a silver cross, was escorted by several guards in white robes as he walked quickly.

Standing at Yin Xuege's cell door, Bright roared angrily in a low voice, "Wasn't he supposed to be undergoing torture? This damned thing, why was he sent back? Weren't the three esteemed lords personally interrogating him? Why was he sent back?"

From the ventilation window of Wumu's cell, a large green eyeball rolled outwards, observing. Wumu's quiet sigh came, "I really envy you bats. After enduring torture, your bodies don't seem to have any injuries. Unlike us, after being beaten, our wounds take a long time to close!"

Bright glanced at Wumu's cell door and slapped the protruding round ball on the door. A dazzling white light illuminated Wumu's cell, and countless thumb-thick light arrows shot and darted around the cell, causing Wumu to cry out in agony.

"You damn brat, Lord Wumu didn't provoke you, why are you attacking me?"

Wumu cried out in pain. The high-temperature white light arrows left dozens of scorched indentations on his body. A large amount of blood continuously spurted from the wounds, dyeing Wumu into a bloody mess. Wumu cursed furiously. To him, this was truly a disaster that befell him without cause; he felt incredibly wronged!

"Vile beast, this is not your place to speak!" Bright reprimanded coldly, then looked at Yin Xuege, who was lying on the ground unable to move. "Tell me, why wasn't he tortured in the interrogation room and was sent back? He is a Sunwalker! A Sunwalker who can walk freely under the sun! He must know the vampires' conspiracy!"

"Oh? A Sunwalker?" Jiang Rusheng's voice came from afar. "Fainlan, if I heard correctly, this child said that little fellow is a Sunwalker? Heh heh, those Blood Demon tribes, a rare sight once in a thousand years, a peculiar physique that is not afraid of sunlight?"

The three Great Chancellors of the Great Berlin City-State, along with Jiang Rusheng, the uninvited guest, had followed the only tunnel to Yin Xuege's cell. Jiang Rusheng's face was full of smiles, his smile incredibly brilliant. Fainlan and the other two had somewhat stiff and unpleasant expressions. Jolus glared at Bright resentfully, forcing him to lower his head inch by inch, no longer daring to speak.

"Close the cell door and guard it strictly!" Allen took a deep breath, forcing a smile and shaking his head helplessly at Jiang Rusheng. "He's just an insignificant Blood Demon child, not an important figure! These young people nowadays are just prone to making a fuss!"

As if sensing the strangeness of the three Great Chancellors, Bright dared not speak further. Even though he desperately wanted to crush Yin Xuege inch by inch with torture, he could only obediently follow behind the three Great Chancellors. The group left the Blood Prison just like that.

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There was no other way, this pig's head, having drunk too much strong tea, has now perked up!!!

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