[Ksira has temporarily broken free from the shackles of her body and left this world. The lonely and helpless little Wang Quan is locked up in prison, but it doesn't matter. There's still a cute little narrator who will accompany him forever …]
Wang Quan was speechless.
What the hell is going on?
Are there any basic laws?
He wasn't worried about Ksira. If Ksira didn't want to, no one could kill her, even if it was just a body.
When she was in Luoyang, Bai Xiyao's avatar was basically invincible.
Therefore, this was Ksira's own choice. She probably wanted to leave her body and do something outside the world, and she was in a hurry.
According to Wang Quan's previous speculation, one of the reasons for the accelerated progress of this world might be the impact of the outside world.
Ksira might have gone to do that.
But the key thing is … why don't you just let me fight back!
Although I'm not strong, it's not a problem to be the "strongest person below mythical creatures."
To put it bluntly, he could be called the "strongest person below mythical creatures" or "half-step mythical creatures."
With his level, wouldn't he be killing indiscriminately in Yingjili?
The premise was that there weren't any witches with strange abilities or mythical creatures.
Therefore, she didn't even give him a chance to struggle and directly skipped the plot and threw him in prison?
Was this reasonable?
Although …
Wang Quan might put on an act to resist, but it would be too much to not even give him a chance.
But this prison was really dark.
There wasn't even a small window.
Moreover, there were no prison guards. Anyway, once the door was closed from the outside, nothing could be seen inside.
But Wang Quan's eyesight was very good. He saw that there were many strange things in this prison.
For example, the brother next door to the left.
Was that a human?
Perhaps it was just a human based on the body.
Although it was unlikely that a human would grow eight octopus tentacles without arms, legs, and hands.
There was also the brother on the right.
It was fine that he was more than 2.5 meters tall, but why was his head so big?
Oh, it turned out that this wasn't a head. There was an eyeball on his neck that was almost as tall as Wang Quan.
Even further away, the skin of the skeleton had festered, but it didn't smell strange. It even smelled a little fragrant.
Alright, so it was a girl.
The only difference was that one of its eyeballs was drooping out of its eye socket. It looked a little post-modern.
Wang Quan scratched his head. What the hell is this place?
He stopped thinking about it and lay down to sleep.
Eating, drinking, sleeping, and maintaining a good state of mind was the only way to survive.
He wanted to see what tricks the guy who locked him up had up his sleeves.
If no one came tomorrow, he would cross the channel to France to find Jianchi Sang after breaking out of prison, and then go straight to Florence.
His Naganao Kuroda was still waiting for him.
Wang Quan closed his eyes and his breathing became long and deep.
[Wang Quan slept soundly without a care in the world, but no one else entered this prison until … ten years later.]
…
"Your Highness, where are you going?"
The blond girl, who was more than 1.7 meters tall, was wearing a silver-white full-body armor. She held a greatsword in her hand and walked toward a heavily guarded fortress.
A palace attendant followed closely behind her and desperately tried to persuade her. "Your Highness! You can't go to that forbidden place! "
The blond knight princess stopped and turned around. She had a very chiseled and handsome face, and her lake-blue eyes were awe-inspiring. "Why?"
"Because that place …" The attendant's throat moved. His trembling shoulders and frightened eyes showed the fear in his heart. "That place is an absolute taboo! The people locked up in there are … monsters! "
"Monsters? I'm looking for monsters. "The princess flung the lake-blue cloak over her armor and walked toward the fortress.
When she approached, two guards raised their lances and blocked the way. "Your Highness, no one can go in without the queen's order."
The princess looked at him. After a while, her voice was cold. "Are you sure you want to disobey the order of the head of the Royal Knights?"
"I dare not!" The two knights lowered their heads slightly and did not dare to look at the princess.
"Then get out of the way." The princess held the greatsword in her hand and put her hands on the back of the sword. "I won't say it twice."
"This …"
The two knights hesitated for a while and looked at each other. Then they moved aside and knelt on one knee.
The princess flung her cloak and walked into the ten-meter-high wall with the greatsword in her hand.
Just as she stepped into the wall, a clap of thunder resounded in the sky.
The princess raised her head and saw a dark fortress that was dozens of meters high lying there like an indescribable monster.
Above the fortress, the clear blue sky was covered by dark clouds.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the dark clouds.
It was as if the fortress was locked up with a terrible thing that made the heavens restless.
The next moment, everything returned to normal. There were no dark clouds, no wind, and no lightning.
The sky was still clear.
The princess was stunned for a while.
Then she bit her pink lower lip and finally made up her mind to overcome the fear in her heart.
She tightened her grip on the knight's greatsword that gave her a sense of security and walked toward the fortress.
The knights in the prison did not stop her.
Some of them were on duty here because they were the knights who had protected the knights.
Or maybe it was because the queen acquiesced to the princess' behavior.
In short, the princess was not stopped until she entered the fortress.
After entering the prison, it was completely isolated from the sunlight outside. The only source of light was the torches on the wall.
Under the light of the torches, the prison looked gloomy and terrifying.
There were very few guards and knights in the prison, and they were all guarding outside.
Only the warden in a black robe and hood came to greet her.
"Your Highness, are you sure you want to go in?"
"Of course," the princess answered without hesitation. "The empire is in danger. Every bit of power must be used! And I can't have too many people in this operation, so it must be the best of the best! The knights aren't strong enough, so this is the only place I can think of. "
The warden's eyes hidden in the shadows under the hood stared at the blond knight princess.
After a while, he nodded. "Then what kind of monster does the princess need?"
"Something that can be communicated with or controlled. Of course, the most important thing is that they are strong enough."
"The guys here are all very strong, but the strongest one … I'm afraid there's only one."
"That one?" The princess raised her eyebrows slightly. "What kind of monster is that?"
"He has the appearance of a human, but … he's a terrible monster that can bewitch people."
As if recalling something, the warden's eyes twitched, and his tone was full of fear and … yearning?
Obviously, he still had lingering fears.
After all, even he was almost bewitched.
"He must be the strongest. All the monsters sealed in this prison are monsters, but only he … can make all the monsters here listen to his orders.
"No one can disobey him! Here, he's … God! "
"Hiss —!"
The attendants and knights behind the princess all gasped in shock.
This monster … is so terrifying?
The princess became more and more serious.
After all, the warden was an extremely powerful Head Knight that even the queen respected!
Even he was so afraid …
"Please take me there!"
"If you've really decided …" The warden bowed slightly, then turned around and led the way. "Please follow me."
He didn't bring a torch. Torches were not allowed in the prison, because if there was a light source, the light source would be attacked by the monsters inside.
The iron door behind them closed.
In the narrow corridor of the prison, the princess could only barely see the warden's hazy figure with her super eyesight.
At the end of the corridor, a faintly discernible horrible song lingered in the princess's ears.
It was a kind of hellish whisper that she couldn't understand, but it had a strange rhythm.
Cold sweat began to appear on the princess' forehead, and there was a trace of doubt in the depths of her eyes.
But if she could understand Chinese, she should be able to hear the lyrics of the song.
"Two hands holding cornbread … There's not a drop of oil in the dish …"
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