The prisoners who lived in the cells on the third floor of the underground staged a big show for free this morning - the prison guards who came to collect the bodies had just come down, and then they ran up one by one with pale faces and panic...
Less than ten minutes after those guys ran up, more people rushed down. This time, not only the guards in the prison, but also the Norman Empire soldiers stationed in the prison were coming down. Those soldiers were fully armed and holding long guns, and they ran down in a line, one by one. His expression was solemn, and the rumbling and orderly footsteps on the passageway on the third floor made all the prisoners in the cells afraid to speak out. Everyone knew that something big happened on the third floor. In that "club" where the most terrifying and perverted scum of all the three floors gathered - something happened.
Because the warden appointed by the Norman Empire has come to the third floor in person. The warden is a Norman emperor with a stereotyped and cold face. He is a captain. Since taking over the prison, the warden has only been to the third floor of the prison once. When he left, the warden had the look of disgust on his face that he stepped on dog shit while wearing expensive alligator boots, and then he never came again.
Today, the warden came again.
Combined with the situation of the prison guards who ran up in panic, it seems that something serious has happened on the third floor.
The prisoners on all three floors became quiet, and each one stretched his head and looked towards the "club".
Zhang Tie was just waiting quietly in the room. First, he heard the roar of soldiers' anti-riot combat boots stepping neatly on the ground, and then Zhang Tie saw a group of wearing dark red military uniforms. Norman Empire soldiers rushed over, and then Zhang Tie saw the prison guards, and the middle-aged man with the rank of captain Norman Empire whom he had met once when he came in yesterday.
When he came to the iron gate outside the "club", the captain Norman Empire just said with a cold face, "Open!"
"Quinn Warden. This man is very dangerous. There is no need for you to..." Several prison guards nearby wanted to persuade him a few more words, but unexpectedly, the warden with the rank of captain became even more angry.
"I said open it..." The warden's sharp shout made the entire three-story underground passage buzz, "Norman Empire There is no soldier who is afraid of death. This is my prison, this is my territory, there is no place I dare not go!"
"Yes!" The prison guards turned pale in shock. They quickly took out their keys and opened the iron door outside the club.
At this time, the warden had been looking at Zhang Tie, who had been looking at him through the two iron doors. Zhang Tie's eyes were very calm. He was neither irritable nor proud, just calm.
The outer door opened, and the warden walked in with his head held high, standing silently in front of the second iron door. Several soldiers followed him and poured in. The soldiers who poured in also carried two portable lanterns for lighting.
When these two lanterns poured into the small cubicle between the two curtains, the light in the cell became brighter, and the bright light illuminated the situation in the "club". Everyone who saw the situation took a breath of air-conditioning in their hearts. In the entire cell, except for Zhang Tie who was standing, the ground was filled with a roomful of grotesque corpses.
This scene is extremely shocking.
To the prison guard who was familiar with the people imprisoned in this room, the scene in front of him was like the corpse of a wild wolf in the same place and a pure little lamb standing safe and sound among the wolf corpses. It was too subversive.
The second iron door opened, and the warden was the first to walk in. More Norman Empire soldiers poured into the cell, surrounded Zhang Tie, and pointed their weapons at Zhang Tie. At this time, no one cared about the air quality here.
"What happened here last night?" Norman Empire's warden asked, staring into Zhang Tie's eyes.
"They were discussing how to kill me. The process would be very painful and dishonorable. I didn't want to die like that, so when they did it, in order to survive, I had no choice but to kill them all!"
"You?" The warden's eyes narrowed.
"If you don't believe it, you can just think that they committed suicide. Anyway, the guys here are all perverts and lunatics. I don't care!" Zhang Tie spread his hands, "I just think that as a law-abiding citizen of the Norman Empire, there is no need to lie to the officers of the empire!"
The captain and warden stopped talking. Instead, he took a lantern from the hand of a Norman Empire soldier next to him and walked towards the nearest corpse. That corpse was that of Malong. The warden walked to the body of Malong, squatted down, and examined it carefully.
Zhang Tie's kick hit Malong's crotch, smashing Malong's entire hip and pelvis into pieces, Malong's head was also smashed. These injuries were easy to identify. After just two glances, the warden roughly understood how Malong died last night. The strength of this young man was simply amazing. Malong How much force does it take for a person like to fly up from the ground with a kick, and his head smashed on the concrete floor on top of the cell? But it was not these that caught the warden's attention, but the internal organs on Malong's corpse that had been minced by a terrifying force, and several strange, chrysanthemum-like dark purple spiral patterns that appeared on the skin of Malong's body at this moment.
After seeing the chrysanthemum-like dark purple spiral patterns on Malong's body, the warden was stunned. He blinked again as if he couldn't believe it. He even took off his gloves and rubbed them on Malong's belly to confirm whether it was a tattoo or something else.
The warden, whose expression had changed, stood up from Malong with a lantern, walked quickly to the other corpse, and used the lantern to shine on the corpse and looked at it carefully. On the neck of the second corpse, there was also a slightly smaller dark purple spiral pattern similar to a chrysanthemum.
On the third corpse, the strange dark purple spiral chrysanthemum inscription appeared on the hunchback's chest.
When he saw the spiral chrysanthemum pattern on the third corpse, the warden did not look down. His heart was filled with anger. He was not angry at Zhang Tie, but at Black Flame City's Military Control Committee, those Military Control Committee bastards. Do they know what kind of person they sent to prison? A person who has received God of War's attention, a A favored person who practices Fist of the War God and has already developed the hidden power of potential God of War. Those bastards actually sent such a person to prison? In the Norman Empire, No one who is under the attention of God of War should be treated like this, because such behavior is simply desecrating the glory of God of War and challenging the majesty of the imperial family.
The emperor of the Norman Empire is also the pope of Church of the War God. Church of the War God is the state religion of the Norman Empire and the only belief of the Norman Empire.
In the Norman Empire. The person who can judge these people who are concerned about God of War is no longer a secular court, but Norman Empire Church of the War God will Hall of Judgment, even during the war, such people have to be tried. Only Judgment Priest of Hall of Judgment are qualified. Now there is no Hall of Judgment Priest of Black Flame City. There are only five Judgment Priest of Hall of Judgment in the entire Iron Horn Legion. Hall of Judgment. How could those people just appear in a barren land like Black Flame City.
The ferocity and dominance of Iron-Blood Divine Fist's dark energy is that once hit by this dark energy, this dark energy can almost explode the energy and blood in the body of the person being hit in certain parts and small areas, and then seep out from under the skin, forming this dark purple spiral-shaped peculiar pattern that represents the characteristics of dark energy. This pattern cannot be imitated at all and is formed from the inside out. It is almost a sign of Iron-Blood Dark Force's success in cultivation.
When God of War's eyes fall on someone, he will give "Blood Chrysanthemum" to that person - this is the teaching of Church of the War God.
He almost made a big mistake, and the captain and warden felt scared. Even if Zhang Tie's strength at the moment could not threaten him, behind Zhang Tie's strength was the tradition and system of the entire Norman Empire and Church of the War God society, which is truly awe-inspiring.
As a bunch of people in the cell watched in astonishment, the warden who was inspecting the body suddenly knelt on the ground of the prison, took out a God of War and Letter Talisman from the necklace on his collar, put it to his mouth and kissed it, then put his hands together and began to mutter to himself.
"Great God of War, please forgive my unintentional sin. I threw a person who was watched by you into this dirty place. The only thing to be thankful for is that your glory will not be desecrated by those dirty people even in such a dirty place. My Lord is supreme - abhibhavana!"
The guards who had stayed in the prison didn't know what Captain Quinn meant by this prayer, but the expressions of the Norman Empire soldiers surrounding Zhang Tie changed when they heard these words, and they all took a step back almost involuntarily. Their eyes looking at Zhang Tie became strange.
At this moment, Zhang Tie realized that no matter how high he had thought of Iron-Blood Divine Fist's status among the Norman Empire, compared with the facts, it seemed to be somewhat inadequate, Captain Colin said Iron-Blood Divine Fist is called Fist of the War God in the Norman Empire's army. Once anyone succeeds in Iron-Blood Divine Fist's cultivation, he will be able to rise to prominence in the Norman Empire and gain the respect of everyone. This seems to be true at all.
Yesterday, the warden who coldly threw Zhang Tie into a bunch of perverts and corpse torturers, hoping to make Zhang Tie disappear immediately, now had a 180-degree turn towards Zhang Tie.
"According to the laws of the Norman Empire, any imperial subject who has mastered the secret power of Fist of the War God will not be qualified to be tried by a secular court. Therefore, please forgive me for my rudeness yesterday. You are now It is no longer suitable to stay here, but the one who captured you here is Military Control Committee of Black Flame City. Your crime is also very serious. I can only hand you over to the one-horned army now in Black Flame City's supreme commander, Colonel Leibniz, will decide your fate!" Quinn warden said to Zhang Tie, and then he ordered the soldiers to Putting the weapon away, "I remind you, although Norman Empire gives some privileges to those who have successfully cultivated Fist of the War God, if you want to escape, I don't mind giving you a little pain!"
"I am a law-abiding citizen of the empire. Black Flame City was the first promising young man to practice and support the Savage Trial system of the empire. I came here after being framed. I won't run away!" Zhang Tie smiled, showing his white teeth, "So, can we go out now? The smell here is really not that good!"
When Zhang Tie walked on the passage on the third floor again, the people in the cells next to the passage looked at him as if he were watching a ghost. Zhang Tie stayed in the "club" all night and came out without losing a single hair. What happened? Did all those guys have their consciences to find out?
After Zhang Tie left the third underground floor, a few minutes later, the prison guards pushed piles of dead bodies out of the club on wheelbarrows and told the people in the small cell the answer.
Devil Beast Malong's body is on the trolley...
Mad Dog's body is on the trolley... The hunchback's body is on the trolley...
Vampire Jack's body is on the trolley...
The corpses of all the people in the club on the third floor were carried out on trolleys. Thinking of the boy who had not lost a single hair, everyone began to feel cold in their hearts. The people who could turn these people into corpses were undoubtedly more powerful people than these people. Many people thought that they had regarded the boy as a fat man who could not fight back yesterday. Who knew that the boy was just a humanoid who ate people without spitting out bones Devil Beast... (To be continued, please search, the novel will be better and updated faster!