Wu Family Sword Spirit

Chapter 2514 Dungeon Tragedy
This is a city born for fighting, everyone in the city is a killing machine, without any drag.

I was secretly surprised when I saw the masters of Guiyong Dao who were wearing cloaks of various colors. Some people’s cultivation was really strong, especially the very old bald holy envoys wearing white cloaks. Although I can’t say that It scares me, but it also puts a lot of pressure on me. I feel that even now, after devouring the cultivation of so many masters, I have to fight against those old guys in white cloaks, and it takes thirty moves. Neidu may not be able to defeat them.

Some people's cultivation level is even similar to Peng Zhenyang's.

The deeper we go, the less confident we feel. I really don’t know if we should come this time. If things go wrong, we may not be able to escape from this stone city.

If it comes, it will be safe, I keep comforting myself, when the time comes, I can only play by ear.

As I walked forward, I didn't forget to look back at my great-great-grandfather and the others. They all behaved very calmly, especially Master Huijue, who always had a calm expression.

However, I can still see a hint of surprise in the eyes of my great-great-grandfather. He obviously did not expect that the helmsman of Guiyong Dao would be so powerful.

When the time comes when we are going to do something, we will definitely have to think carefully.

After passing through a large residential area, there was a forest immediately ahead. When we got here, we couldn't see anyone except the purple forest guards who escorted us.

After passing through this forest, several connected mountains suddenly appeared in front of them. Near a mountain pass, an entrance appeared. There were more than a dozen people in green cloaks guarding the entrance. When they saw Commander Bai After leading us over, one of them quickly came up to us and said with a cupped hand: "Commander Bai, thank you for your hard work... We already know about your efforts to capture those people outside the city alive."

"Commander Kong, you are so polite. How can I slack off when working for the Holy Cult? The whereabouts of these people outside the city are secretive. It was very difficult for Bai to catch them. I will hand them over to Commander Kong. You will interrogate them later." "Fan, let's see where they come from, what is their purpose in coming to Dahuang City, and if they have any accomplices. Bai will go to Protector Peng to report the situation, so he won't stay here for long." Commander Bai said with a smile. .

"Don't worry, Commander Bai. Leave it to us and we will ensure that they will take care of everything within an hour." Commander Kong assured, patting his chest.

Having said that, Commander Kong waved his hand, and a dozen or so people in green robes quickly stepped forward, took us from the hands of the Zilin Guards, and headed towards the entrance of the cave.

At this time, Commander Bai led a group of Purple Forest Guards towards the mountains in front. He didn't know if Protector Peng lived in that place.

Zhao Chen also followed the Purple Forest Guards in that direction. When he left, he turned back and glanced at us. He didn't say anything or made any move, and then disappeared into the forest in front of him. .

We don’t know what is waiting for us next, and we still feel inexplicable fear in our hearts.

If Zhao Chen betrays us at this time, we will only die.

There was a staircase going down in front of us, and those guys in green robes pushed us forward.

To be precise, go down. They said it was a dungeon before, but this is really a dungeon.

The road was pitch dark at the beginning. After walking for a while, an iron gate appeared. Next to the iron gate stood seven or eight bald emissaries wearing green cloaks. They saw Commander Kong leading us prisoners. He came over, saluted at the same time, called Commander Kong, and then opened the heavy iron door.

We were pushed into the iron gate by them without saying a word, while thinking about ways to escape for a while.

The key is that we still don’t know where Ziba and Wanzhang Cave are. If we rush out in a while, where should we look for them.

We can only hope that Zhao Chen can come over quickly and pick us up.

This dungeon is so tightly guarded that it is difficult to get out. Zhao Chen doesn't know if there is any way to sneak into this place.

There is a deep corridor in front of it. On the walls on both sides of the corridor, there are iron pots hanging at regular intervals. I don’t know what kind of fat is burning in the iron pot. The space is illuminated in a trance, giving people an eerie feeling.

Continuing to walk forward, I heard a faint scream. The sound did not sound like a human being.

The people behind us urged us to move forward. After a short while, we saw the source of the screams. It turned out to be a slippery man. His hands and feet were tied up with several iron chains, and he was hanging in the air. There were two shirtless bald envoys, holding whips in their hands, and they were beating him with their teeth. The man's skin was torn apart by the beating, and he screamed again and again. His body was covered in blood. The guy didn't stop at all. It doesn't even mean anything, it just means beating him to death.

The screams in front could be described as one after another. Except for the slippery man just now, there were people trapped in almost every dungeon.

Some are half-orcs in this deserted city, and some are normal humans. I don’t know if they are members of the Yilao tribe, or they were captured from outside.

Walking here, I feel like I am walking to the [-]th level of hell. There are all kinds of cruel punishments. Just now I saw those bald special men using a hammer to hit a person's finger. The finger shattered and turned into a puddle. The minced meat was as miserable as it was. The man fainted from the pain several times, and then was awakened by cold water, and then continued to torture them.

Listening to the screams in the cells on both sides, we young people were a little scared. If these punishments were used on ourselves, it would be unthinkable. If we couldn't get out for a while, this crime would definitely I have to bear it too.

After walking forward for hundreds of meters, every cell was empty. There were at least one or two people and as many as a dozen people, all of whom were tortured beyond human dignity.

When we were almost reaching the end of the dungeon, we suddenly heard a sound similar to that of a horse, which immediately attracted my attention.

I turned around and saw a scene that shocked me.

When we first set foot in Dahuang City, Yan Cuo, a man from Shuhu, was currently in the cell on our side. He was fixed to the ground by iron chains. His body could not move. He was covered in blood, but he saw a light. The bald man holding a stick held a red-hot iron in his hand and pressed it towards Yan Cuo.

(End of this chapter)