The boat swiftly moved across the river. A fist-sized erect eye on the boat's prow had been sparkling brightly. Occasionally, a giant wave would surge up, and the erect eye would release a dazzling beam of light, shatter the wave, and raise hundreds of meters high water droplets.
Ji Hao stood on the boat's prow, narrowing his eyes, looking at the small island in the middle of the river.
The island was surrounded by dense reefs. The reefs were jagged and steep like shark teeth. When the rapid river crashed against the reefs, countless whirlpools and undercurrents appeared under the water surface. Giant waves slapped against the cliffs of the island, letting out thunder-like muffled noises from time to time.
An invisible ripple swept across, making Ji Hao feel that his fine hairs stood straight up one after another. Faintly visible electric sparks could be seen in the air.
A Yu Clan young man, who was controlling the boat, took out a tablet. Invisible ripples bumped against the tablet, and the tablet released a soft stream of light that enveloped the entire boat. The air in front of the boat let out a clear popping noise, and the boat broke an invisible magic screen. Dragged by a great force, the boat swerved around numerous whirlpools and reefs, and finally arrived at the only dock of the small island.
Although it was called a dock, it was actually an acre wide stone platform under a three-hundred-meter tall cliff.
A three-meters-wide, steep stone step was dug out from the edge of the stone platform. A few non-humankind warriors in black leather armors squatted on the stone step with long spears under their arms, curiously looking at Ji Hao.
On the stone platform, a chubby Xiu Clan man walked over with a few guards. From a long distance away, the chubby Xiu Clan man bowed to Ji Hao with difficulty and said, "Dear Lord, I, Hartment, pay my highest respect to you … Ah, nice weather today."
Ji Hao was wearing an exaggeratedly shaped bronze mask, on which was a twisted, hideous ghost face. Half of the ghost face seemed to be crying, while the other half seemed to be smiling.
A cold and evil power was released from the mask, along with a slight sizzling noise. The water on the stone platform was flushed by the evil power and soon froze into white frost.
The frost spread along the wet ground, and soon, even the steep stone step was covered in a thin layer of ice. The few non-humankind warriors trembled in the cold. They looked at Ji Hao in awe, then kneeled on the stone step and kowtowed to Ji Hao.
"Hartment!" Ji Hao dragged his voice and snorted coldly with that pretentious tone that Yu Clan people liked the most. His voice was still cold and hoarse, sounding cold and emotionless as he said, "Polo, did I greet you?"
Hartment, who had just straightened his body, bowed again with difficulty and said politely, "Yes, dear Great Judge Polo's letter, our leader has already received it. You are Lord Polo's honored guest. It's our honor to serve you! "
Ji Hao nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that under the threat of violence, Polo was still reliable.
Coldly glancing around the stone platform, Ji Hao saw another boat docked on the narrow berth. He couldn't help but point his finger at that boat and said, "Hm? Is there anyone else? "
Hartment chuckled, his chubby face filled with a weird smile as he said, "Dear Lord, under your wise eyes, nothing can be hidden from you. Of course, you know that everyone has friends, but more people have enemies. And those people who are imprisoned in our place, they have even more enemies. "
Ji Hao nodded and said coldly, "I hope his target doesn't conflict with mine, otherwise …"
Hartment bowed again with difficulty. Ji Hao's words were filled with threat, and he dared not to interrupt.
Ordering Polo's guards to stay on the dock and guard the boat, Ji Hao followed behind Hartment and walked up to the cliff through the steep stone steps.
Not a single tree could be found on the island. Instead, it was covered in a highly poisonous type of thorns. The pitch-black thorny vines crawled and extended on the ground like strange snakes. Countless poisonous thorns the length of fingers reflected a cold light under the sunlight.
Highly poisonous thorns covered the entire island, and the tallest one was over a hundred meters tall. Vines and poisonous thorns were intertwined, and even tiny bugs couldn't get through those thorns.
Hartment took out a black tablet, flicked his wrist and released a black beam of light, shining on those thorns in the front. Along with a rustling noise, these dark and thick thorny vines squirmed like living creatures, quickly opening up a broad path.
"Dear Lord, you have to be careful. With your power, you surely won't care about these bloody thorns, but they are still troublesome after all. " Hartment turned around and said politely, "His venom is dirty. You're a noble being, so don't touch these lowly things."
Ji Hao vigilantly glanced at these black thorns, then silently followed behind Hartment.
Following the winding path and walking in the thorns for a quarter of an hour, Ji Hao finally reached the front gate of the prison. Hartment whispered something to the sentry, then along with a deep buzzing noise, the front gate of the prison slowly opened.
The nearly thirty-meters-tall, ten-meters-wide metal gate dazzled with electric bolts as the three-meters-thick metal gate slowly slid into the fence wall. Behind the gate was a three-hundred-meters-long path. On both sides of the path, countless sparkling spell symbols had been dimming down bit by bit, then another metal gate at the end of the path slowly opened.
Ji Hao subconsciously licked his lips. This prison was indeed a place used by the non-humankind to keep important criminals. The defense of this prison was extremely tight.
Walking through the path, Ji Hao saw the leader of this prison in a three-floored building on one side of an acre square square.
In a spacious, luxuriously decorated room, an especially tall and sturdy Jia Clan man was sitting behind a broad, square bronze table. A thick bronze pipe reached down from the ceiling. The Jia Clan man was holding a large wine cup that was twice the size of an ordinary human head. He poured a cup of wine from the bronze pipe, then raised his head and gulped the wine up.
Ji Hao stood by the door of the room. Hartment had already left without him noticing. He silently stood there, looking at the Jia Clan man from head to toe, who had been drinking happily.
After drinking three large cups of wine in a row, the Jia Clan man put the heavy cup on the table, tilted his head, looked at Ji Hao from head to toe and said, "Are you the one Lord Polo talked about? Hmm, I don't care who you are or where you come from. Since you're in my prison, you have to follow my rules. "
Smirking, the Jia Clan man reached out a finger, pointed at his own nose and said, "I am Chi Zhan, the leader of this prison. The rules in my prison are simple. Everything has a price. You can take as much as you want. "
Ji Hao slightly nodded and said, "Good rule, I like it."
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