"You... you actually want to don the skin of a lowly beast?" Modu's voice was first surprised, then turned to fear. "This is an insult to your noble status!"
"Idiot, greatness without freedom is worthless!" Hoolay roared. "Once I leave this place, I need a shell that at least doesn't look too suspicious."
The hesitation in Modu's eyes vanished, replaced by admiration. "I will obey your orders. It's just a pity about those two Yaoqing envoys; they can't be taken hostage by us."
"It doesn't matter, let's go, you lads!" Hoolay commanded sternly, and the group of Borisin quickly set off.
At this moment, Qiong and her group had already gone deep into the Prison of Deep Seclusion, with Judge Hanya by their side, and the fallen walking machines that had appeared earlier and the slightly tired military officers scattered around them.
"Qiong, have you seen the message?" Dan Heng's expression was very solemn.
"Yes, I saw it." Qiong stared intently at her phone, her brows furrowed. " Hoolay, the jailbreak was successful."
"Gentlemen, we should hurry to the bottom and try to stop Hoolay!" Hanya calmly suggested, "No matter what, we can't let these iron men block our way any longer."
Qiong and Dan Heng exchanged a glance, then slammed their baseball bats heavily onto the nearest Bu Li mech, creating a gap in the encirclement. The three of them immediately began to run.
"Armed men, hold them off until we return!" the Hanya shouted back.
"Yes!" With a simple reply from several officers, the platform was once again filled with shouts of battle.
"According to Hanxing's information, there is a woman in white, a man in red, and a man in purple below," Qiong said, looking at her phone as she ran.
"If the woman in white is indeed the woman in Xueyi, then the remaining two must be the two envoys from the Yaoqing Xianzhou," Dan Heng said, following Qiong's footsteps.
"How are the three of them...?" The Hanya's voice was tinged with barely concealed worry.
"Everything's fine. The man in purple retreated first, and the other two also managed to leave smoothly thanks to Hanxing's delaying tactics," Qiong explained simply.
"In other words, we need to intercept Hoolay on the way up from the bottom. So taking a shortcut is not an option," Qiong said after thinking for a moment.
"Miss Hanya, time is of the essence. If we delay any longer, Borisin may escape from prison," Dan Heng said with deep concern.
"Alright, if we can find that escaped Yaoqing Envoy on the way..." Hanya stopped himself from saying, "No, perhaps stopping Hoolay from escaping is the top priority."
"Wait, something's not right," Dan Heng suddenly warned, his sword, the Cloud-Piercer, appearing in his hand without warning. "Something's getting closer to us."
"An invisible intruder?" The Hanya exclaimed in surprise, her fighting instincts already driving her to grab her weapon. "Everyone, be careful!"
Suddenly, a yellow blade slashed across Qiong's face, but Qiong dodged it by leaning back. Taking advantage of the momentum, he pulled out a baseball bat and slammed the attacking monster against the wall.
"These monstrous creatures are not prisoners held in the Prison of Deep Seclusion..." Hanya muttered to himself. What stood in front of them was not Borisin, but the Mara-Struck.
Dan Heng pierced one of them with a single spear thrust and kicked the corpse away with a powerful kick. Qiong's baseball bat flew through the air, quickly creating several cracks in the wall. Just as the group temporarily regrouped, preparing to regroup before launching another attack, a cold voice rang out:
"The prison management in Luofu is truly worrisome." No sooner had the words left his mouth than a purple blade shot out, pinning a Borisin had managed to get close to the wall in the chaos. Then, a purple figure emerged from the darkness.
"And who are you?" the Hanya asked warily.
"Weren't you looking for me?" Moze retorted, repelling another approaching Mara-Struck as he spoke. Looking around again, there were no longer any remaining monstrous creatures standing.
"The prison management in Luofu is truly worrying." Moze glanced around warily, then breathed a sigh of relief.
"You already said that." Qiong's voice was devoid of emotion.
"That's a fact, what's wrong with saying it again? The prison management in Luofu is truly worrying." Moze's voice remained cold, with a hint of meticulous seriousness.
"At least two groups of jailbreakers from different backgrounds broke in: the wolf cubs, and these Mara-Struck soldiers." Moze looked around, his voice devoid of emotion:
"This technique of concealment is quite similar to the [ Wind Shear ] technique mastered by Chi Vidyadhara, a disciple of Yaoqing [Tianfeng Jun]. Do you have any leads?"
The atmosphere around him was frozen; no one responded to his words.
"Never mind if you don't know. Now is not the time to discuss assassin techniques." Moze broke the silence and began to introduce himself:
"I am Moze. I got separated from my friends while escaping the giant wolves. I originally planned to leave here as soon as possible to send word, but now it seems that Luofu's prison is very complicated."
The field remained completely silent; no one spoke.
"Listen carefully, I've been secretly following these escapees. I know what they're planning to do next." Moze's voice was full of seriousness. "Their plan is to lock down all the entrances and exits to the entire Prison of Deep Seclusion, delaying the time it takes for the outside world to find out about this."
"The worst outcome is that we all perish under the claws of that giant wolf, and the Prison of Deep Seclusion is sealed off. No one knows our situation, and for a long time, no one knows they escaped. The best outcome is—"
"We'll lock them up in prison," Qiong suddenly interjected.
"We can't do it." Moze's voice was icy. "Because we were a step behind them."
"The best outcome is to seal the gates and be buried in the deep prison with the enemy. We must not let that giant wolf leave this place."
"In this way, given enough time, the outside world will notice and reinforcements will arrive. As for whether we are still alive, that's not an option we should be considering."
"Mr. Moze really knows how to comfort people," Dan Heng said coldly with a sarcastic tone.
"As Yaoqing people, we dedicate our lives to things that are worthwhile," Moze said earnestly.
"I must leave this place alive; my companions are still waiting for me." Dan Heng's voice was filled with unwavering determination.
"As a being of the Netherworld, Hanya has already died once," Hanya stated coldly.
"But... have we forgotten someone?" Qiong suddenly said.
"You mean the man who covered our friends' retreat?" Moze's voice remained icy. "If he had truly escaped that giant wolf's clutches, he would probably be gone by now."
"What about your friend?" Dan Heng asked, still worried.
"If he still can't escape even with someone stalling for time, then he deserves it." Moze's voice was terrifyingly cold.