"Actually, I just found some clues."
In the flying car in the ruins of the small town, Diego's fingers moved. Several videos were being played on the screen in front of him, including the scene of Allen leaving the laboratory and charging towards the prison warehouse. Diego looked at a newly opened window that showed a three-dimensional map of the prison. A green dotted line zigzagged through the map. It was the route that Zhi Nao had deduced from the clues left behind by Allen.
"I've already sent the information to your brain. You should be able to see the deduction route."
Stark, who was in prison, looked at the screen of his brain. Sure enough, there was a notification that he had received new information. After he opened it, he saw a map and a route deduced by his brain. Diego's voice continued to ring in the communication port, "According to the deduction of Zhi Nao, the accuracy of this route is more than 70%. I hope it can help you, Lord Stark."
"You've done a good job, Mr. Diego. I won't forget my promise." Stark looked at the trajectory of the route and said, "After tonight, it won't be long before you're the patriarch of the Grant Clan."
"I'm looking forward to it." Diego seemed to say these words from between his teeth.
Stark turned off the communication, and another red dotted line appeared on his brain. That was the path that his brain had instructed Stark to move forward. According to the demonstration of Zhi Nao, these two routes will eventually overlap. Stark looked into the distance and said, "Wait for me, brother."
He followed the route given by his brain and quickly rushed forward, passing through many cells, where the prisoners who heard the commotion shouted loudly, hoping that Stark would let them out. Naturally, Stark ignored him, so the request turned into an angry curse. Then, after Stark casually drew a spatial belt of light, several cells quieted down at the same time. The corpses of the prisoners in those rooms lay on the ground, and the two prisoners who were lucky enough not to be slid by the spatial belt were so scared that they couldn't help but urinate. After that, Stark passed through another medical room and encountered two waves of attacks, but none of them stopped him from arriving at the place where he would meet Allen.
When he came out of a passageway, the space suddenly opened up. This was the activity area where prisoners usually let out their breath. There were two blue courts, a circle of chairs around them, and a passageway in each of the other three directions. There were also some long wooden boxes stacked on the east wall. It was unknown what was inside. Stark frowned. The space here was a little too open, and there were quite a few branches. If Allen avoided the battle, he could choose to escape. At that time, it would take a lot of effort.
Before he could come up with a foolproof plan, Stark suddenly felt something and looked towards the south passageway. Almost as soon as he turned his head, a golden screen of light slashed out, cracking the ground wherever it passed. There was a figure in front of the light screen, and he was resisting the impact of the light screen. That person's entire body was wrapped in a layer of dark red armor. The surface of the armor squirmed from time to time, looking like another independent life form. It was truly disgusting. His feet plowed out two grooves on the ground, and he only stopped when he was pushed to the center of the activity field by the light curtain. The man screamed and pressed his hands together. The light screen flickered and shattered into countless pieces of light before exploding into flames.
At this time, another person walked out from the south passage. It was a man of some age. He held a saber in one hand and walked leisurely. He looked extraordinary. Stark's brain suddenly rang out, "You have to be careful. Those two are not ordinary people." Diego whispered.
In the flying car, Diego had already controlled the monitoring point of Stark's plaza through the management system. He could easily see the two people who had entered the plaza. The two of them were enlarged in a separate window. Diego looked at them and said cautiously, "The one in red armor is General Fendi of the Federation. He is a general and the person in charge of Iron Prison. The other grandpa is Allen's grandfather, the former Patriarch of Bescot, Horn! "
"Oh, why are they here?" Stark said to himself, "But it doesn't matter as long as they don't hinder me."
Stark noticed Fendi and the others, and Horn and the others didn't notice Stark, a man who didn't belong to either side. Neither Horn nor Fendi were sure which side Stark belonged to, so they were on guard against each other, temporarily forming a three-sided confrontation.
At this moment, a low roar sounded from the east passageway. Then, the light in the entire arena began to dim, and a layer of fire rose, dyeing everything in the arena in a layer of red.
The temperature continued to rise.
Stark's entire body trembled, and the world turned dark in front of him. Whether it was Horn or the Federation General, people and things were eliminated from the world in his eyes one by one. Then, blood flowed past his feet and meandered forward, spreading like a red carpet in this pitch-black world until the other side. When flames rose under the bloody path, he saw Ai Fen.
The phenomenon disappeared in a flash.
Although Horn and Fendi didn't see Allen, they heard the drumming of footsteps approaching from afar. The muffled sounds emitted a dense killing intent. Under the influence of this terrifying killing intent, it was as if even the air had condensed. Fendi even forgot about Horn and shifted his gaze to the east passageway. The passageway suddenly became incomparably deep and long in his eyes. It was pitch black inside the passageway. Suddenly, a ball of fire rose up, and then a wave of fire roared out from the passageway!
The eyes of the three of them lit up at the same time, and the waves of fire that sprayed out from the east passageway illuminated their eyes. A wolf-headed figure emerged from the flames first. It was a werewolf covered in rock layers. Sparks drifted all over its body, and the one-eyed eye on its chest kept rolling, as if it was looking for something. When his gaze landed on Fendi, the werewolf roared at the general, his roar filled with endless anger.
The moment the one-eyed stared at him, Fendi instinctively flashed away. When he stopped, his face was burning. That action was a sign of weakness. With his identity, this was truly unbearable. He narrowed his eyes and finally, another figure emerged from the passageway. His silver hair was reflected red by the flames, and his handsome face was as cold as ice. Even though he was wearing the uniform of an Federation soldier, the posture of holding a long saber in one hand was definitely not something that any soldier could possess. He looked at Fendi and squeezed out a sentence from his mouth, "Found you, Fendi!"
"Allen!"
Fendi and Horn shouted at the same time. Hearing Horn's voice, Allen's attention was slightly distracted from the general. He looked to the other side and his gaze fell on Horn. The cold killing intent in his eyes made Horn feel unfamiliar. Horn heaved a sigh of relief when Allen's gaze softened a little. Just as Allen spat out the word "Grandpa" from his mouth, an imposing aura suddenly soared into the sky from the north passageway. Allen turned around and saw Stark laughing at him with his black hair flying backwards.
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