Ravel felt that he was exchanging his life for the time to use the magic net.
He had been lurking in the Court of Heresy for almost half a month as a monk's servant.
For the past half a month, he had been running around the Frost Plain with the Nephilic Judge. He had only arrived at the underground station yesterday.
Ravel glanced at the signal on the magic net interface. It had gradually turned from yellow to red.
The Nephilic Judge was already three or four meters away from him. If she took a few more steps forward, Ravel would fall into the world where he was disconnected from the magic net again.
Fortunately, a group of monk servants beside Ravel moved because of a gesture from the Nephilic Judge. The monk servants followed the Nephilic Judge.
Ravel also took the opportunity to blend in with the group of monk servants. He carefully followed the group of monk servants, barely maintaining the signal at yellow.
The Nephilic Judge walked deeper into the underground, and the monk servants followed.
Gradually, Ravel began to smell a strange smell of blood. With every step he took, the smell of blood became stronger.
In the end, the air was filled with the smell of blood. Ravel, who was used to the battlefield, could not get used to it.
However, the leading Nephilic Judge was still humming a song as she walked down the stairs.
Ravel followed the monk servants to another empty corridor. The moment Ravel stepped into the corridor, he felt as if his heart was being squeezed by someone.
A large number of negative emotions suddenly swept over him. A kind of anger and sadness began to quietly grow in Ravel's heart, accompanied by resentment.
The Nephilic Judge walked into the depths of the corridor. She walked into a room and closed the door behind her. The monk servants could only wait outside.
Ravel stopped when he saw the scenery on both sides of the corridor.
On both sides of the corridor were prison cells. The prison cells were so large that Ravel could not imagine it. It was like a claustrophobic space.
The floor of the prison cells was covered with dark red blood and some corpses with ulcers.
The light was very dim. Ravel picked up the crystal lamp hanging on the wall and barely illuminated the interior of the cell. He saw a group of people gathered inside the cell.
When the light touched the group of people, many of them fled to the side in panic. Only one figure sat where he was.
It was an old man with a beard so long that it reached the ground. His body was similar to the corpses piled up in the cell. But when Ravel saw the scar on the old man's cheek and the outline of his pupils, he was stunned.
"Lord Holme?!"
Ravel lowered his voice and called out the old man's name. He was sure that the old man was the chief of the Whitefrost Deer Family!
As a member of the Frostwolf Family, he had come to the Frostwolf Family's territory with the intention of forming a marriage alliance.
In other words, this old man was the father of his fiancée and also his father-in-law.
However, Ravel remembered that after the new king ascended the throne, many of the high-ranking members of the eight families were replaced by the Nephilic Judges. They were all purged by the new king, Cheil.
In other words, this person … is the main body?
At the thought of this, the anger in Ravel's heart began to multiply. He clutched his chest and barely managed to control the anger that was about to go berserk.
Ravel immediately came to the rotten iron door of the cell. He shook it and easily opened the cell.
"Your Majesty, I have an important matter to report to you."
Ravel carefully walked into the cell. When the light illuminated the space, even his movement of typing on the magic net terminal became slow.
"Many … of our compatriots are imprisoned here."
Ravel finally sent the message, even though the signal of the magic net had turned faint red.
… …
"This place is like the setting of a horror game."
Josiah looked at the scene through Ravel's line of sight in the spiritual space.
Corpses were piled up like mountains, and humans who were far more undead than the undead were curled up in a dim corner. The scenery of this place could be used directly in a horror game.
In this kind of terrifying atmosphere, Ravel only needed to take one or two steps forward and something would suddenly appear to scare most people.
Just as Josiah was thinking about this, Ravel's line of sight swayed for a moment, and then he quickly turned to his arm. Someone in the dark suddenly grabbed his arm.
At this moment, Josiah was really frightened. Hiri, who was beside him, directly used the illusion to construct her own staff, ready to defend herself.
This horrifying scene only lasted for a very short time. The figure who grabbed Ravel's arm said in a dry voice, "Help me." Then he let go of Ravel's arm.
After sending out the cry for help, the pained expression on his face disappeared. He turned around and aimlessly walked to the other side, like a ghost who had lost his own memory.
"These people seem to be in a bit strange state."
Josiah glanced at the chat history in the group. Cheil was further asking the Frostwolf Family warrior how many compatriots he had met and who they were …
"A lot, and he met many high-level people of the eight major families."
This reply made Cheil type a series of ellipses. Perhaps His Majesty was also in a state of shock.
"The corrosion of the Grey Fog … Their symptoms seem to be very similar to that of the Black Dragon."
From the behavior of the prisoners in the screen, Hiri could tell that they had lost the will to live.
After seeing Ravel, they indirectly came to their senses and asked him for help, but in the next second, they once again became the walking dead.
"I don't know, but their physical condition is also very bad …"
Josiah was not there, so he could not further judge what Ravel saw.
Ravel had now begun to use words to try to communicate with a prisoner called "Lord Chisholm," but the other party's eyes were gray, and he did not pay attention to Ravel at all.
"Your Majesty, I have found the patriarch of the Whitefrost Deer Family and the patriarch of the Silver Cedar Family. I am trying to get them to leave with me, but they are not responding."
"No response?"
"It's like their souls have been sucked out by someone."
"Their souls may still be there, but they have been affected by the Grey Fog. Your Majesty, do you remember the door that the blue-robed man once mentioned?"
Josiah immediately intervened in the conversation in the group chat. If these prisoners in the dungeon were suffering from the same symptoms as the Black Dragon, then they would not be able to escape.
"Try to play this for them … Maybe it will have some effect. Pay attention to the movements of the other judges when you play it."
Josiah directly sent the short clip of the first episode of "Tom and Jerry" to Ravel. When these prisoners saw Ravel, there was an obvious reaction, indicating that their consciousness was still there.
But with the passage of time, these consciousnesses were suppressed by something … Just like autistic people with serious psychological trauma.
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