The night was dark and quiet. In the forest, the little black man, whose body was covered in black flames, looked up. His gaze passed through the gaps in the forest and fixed on the blurry peak of Withered Slaughter Mountain in the night.
A pale crack suddenly appeared on his pitch-black face.
It looked like … he was laughing.
Ten meters away, the giant white wolf made an attacking posture and let out a low growl full of threat.
In the darkness behind the giant wolf, pairs of green eyes appeared one after another.
Then, giant white wolves walked out of the darkness. Among them, one of the giant wolves was particularly eye-catching. Among the giant wolves, it was like a crane in a flock of chickens.
That giant wolf was the first line of defense for beating up the enemies — Hairy Three.
Perhaps because of the number of giant wolves, the little black man retracted his gaze from Withered Slaughter Mountain and looked at Hairy Three.
Hairy Three, who understood human nature, thought so too. When his companions gathered, a cold murderous intent appeared in his sharp eyes.
But in reality, the little black man was not looking at Hairy Three.
In an even darker place behind the pack of wolves, a black shadow blended into the night like a flash flood, silently surging toward the giant wolves.
Along the way, whether it was the trees or the insignificant lives, they were all swallowed by the black shadow.
In less than a moment, the black shadow covered the heads of the giant wolves who did not notice.
A few seconds later, everything returned to normal.
The flash flood of black shadows gathered in one place, slowly rotating and compressing, finally converging into a little black man less than a meter tall.
The two little black men who looked exactly the same looked at each other. A few minutes later, both sides separated their gazes and walked toward Withered Slaughter Mountain.
About half an hour after they left, another little black man walked out of the darkness and followed the path they took, also walking toward Withered Slaughter Mountain.
It seemed that there was something on Withered Slaughter Mountain that could attract them.
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Bekir Prison was built near a lake, one-third of the area was built in the lake.
It was said that in the building built in the lake, most of the rooms were [Water Dungeons], which were used by the prison to wear down the spirit of serious criminals.
However, the outside world forced Bekir Prison to abolish the [Water Prison] facility on the grounds of being inhumane. In the end, due to the pressure of public opinion, the warden of Bekir Prison announced that the water prison was officially abolished.
However, the warden had secretly kept a small part of the [Water Prison] and used it to torture the prisoners who had committed serious crimes.
When Law and Black Cat first came to the prison, they didn't know that the [Water Prison] had such a history. They only judged that the [Water Prison] was filled with vicious criminals.
Therefore, every time Law and Black Cat went to harvest the Black Pages, the first place Law and Black Cat visited was the [Water Prison].
After many years, Law came to Bekir Prison again, but everything had changed.
The solemn gate of the prison was overgrown with weeds, and the sentry post on the high wall was empty. Dust and withered leaves could be seen everywhere.
Standing in front of the prison gate, all Luo could feel was bleak and lifeless.
"It seems that the information we got from the association is still a little off."
There was no movement in the prison, and there was a deathly stillness everywhere. There were no demon-like shadows as indicated in the association's information.
According to the rigorous description in the information, the piled up objects of desire swelled rapidly, filling the prison's large courtyard, and its height exceeded the wall.
Looking from afar, the illusory black manifestation of desire was like a cluster of low-altitude dark clouds that covered the entire prison.
"Law, where do we go in?"
The white dog looked at the wall and gate, and then at the calm lake.
"The main gate."
Law walked toward the gate.
Although a team of telekinesis ability users was defeated here, the nemesis of the objects of desire was still telekinesis.
Therefore, in Law's view, the objects of desire were less threatening than the other disasters in the six continents. However, it was undeniable that the infectivity and number of objects of desire were more difficult to deal with.
"I'll open the door!"
Watching Law walk towards the gate, the white dog stepped forward and rushed to the gate before Law, then slammed the door open and looked at Law with a flattering expression.
The white dog was so focused on pleasing Law that he didn't consider the way to open the door.
The door opened with a slap, but the sound it made could even be heard on the other side of the lake.
Law didn't care much about the lack of caution, but he was not used to the flattering posture of the white dog, so he couldn't help but think of a word – lackey.
"Hmm?"
Law walked to the white dog, and before he could see the environment inside the door, he was keenly aware of several breaths coming from the depths of the prison.
The white dog also felt it, and there was a needle-like hostility in the breaths.
Immediately, the white dog's body glowed with the unique light of Telekinesis. Wisps of Telekinesis overflowed from his eyes, like white smoke curling up, but he entered the battle state in an instant and stood in front of Law like a conditioned reflex. The state of protection was obvious.
"Go up the wall."
Law rose into the air, came to the wall in an instant, and immediately looked at the place where the breath was strongest – the tower.
It was the highest place in the entire prison, and it was said to be the warden's room.
At this moment, on the balcony guardrail of the tower, stood a dwarf with a black flame all over his body.
When Law looked over, the little black man also looked over, and the eyes of the two sides intertwined in the air.
Extreme evil, surging killing intent.
Law felt these from the little black man's eyes.
The white dog then went up the wall and stood beside Law, looking at the little black man with shining eyes, as if he was looking at a lot of experience.
"There are nine."
Chirps broke away from Law's wrist and changed back to her original form, floating beside Law.
Her perception was excellent, and she immediately judged the exact number of little black men in the prison.
"Nine … I thought it was eight."
Law was a little surprised, as he could only perceive eight breaths.
However, since Chirps judged so, Law also believed that there were nine little black men in the prison.
On one side, the white dog looked puzzled. In fact, he only perceived eight, but Law didn't say anything, so he kept silent.
"This trip is not in vain, nine, should be able to fill the energy bar."
Law looked at the little black men from all corners of the prison with a look of looking at prey.
Even a first-class telekinesis user can only escape in the face of such a situation.
But in Law's eyes, his impression was actually the same as that of the white dog.
What the white dog wants is the white page, and what Law wants is to fill the energy bar.
All of these can be obtained from the little black man.
"So, let's do it."
Law stepped on [Skywalk] and chose the little black man on the balcony of the tower as his first target.
Chirps reacted faster and chased after Law ahead of the white dog.
Without Law's command, she turned into a long sword in the air and flew into Law's hand as a white light.
"Isn't it more handsome to ride on me!"
The white dog muttered a sentence and chased after Law.
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