Chapter 3474 Temporary Helper
After hearing the strange Space Marine who claimed to be a Phantom Knight, he described his arrest experience, Rozim shook his head and said:
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really a lot of disasters."
"Oh, the fate is so ill-fated, who would have thought of it?"
Just as the two were sighing, Dogo, who was beside him, suddenly winked and interrupted:
"How do you know that they like to make people lick their feet? Don't you--"
"Ahem!"
The man coughed and waved his hand, as if he was choking by Dogo's words.
"No, just. I'm coughing when I see it"
Instead, Rozim began to carefully look at the tattoo on the other person's face, then looked at the shackles on his neck. The thing was pitch black and shiny, dotted with silver starlight, which did not look like ordinary shackles.
"Wait, this is a devil-banning tool. Are you a think tank?"
After a while, Rozim finally remembered the purpose of this shackle. It was occasionally used in Comoros' slave capturing team, mainly to capture prisoners with spiritual power. Comoros prohibited the use of spiritual power. Victor stipulated that all captured prisoners with spiritual power must forcefully wear the devil-ban prisoner developed by the blood actor.
The other party took a deep sip of the cigar and nodded.
"Yes, my spiritual energy has been completely blocked, the spiritual race of heaven-killed."
"That's what I said."
Rozim touched his chin and seemed to be thinking about something. Seeing this, Dogo quickly pulled him aside and whispered:
"Hey, hey, you won't take him with you, right? When did you become stupid? This girl is not a good person at first glance. She speaks concealedly, and if you look closely at those tattoos, it's not a good thing. This guy is definitely a Chaos Space Marine, and at least he must be a rebellious guy. He has no truth in his mouth and leaves when he asks me to tell him. Don't pay attention to him. These things are all bad things."
"Of course I can see it, but the land of Mandela is a bit troublesome. Since the Shadow Kingdom invaded Comoros, their number and types have increased. Now Mandela seems to be not even aware of the consuls, especially a Mandela named Abyss. It is rumored that their fire is very powerful and cannot stop anything except psychic energy. In the blink of an eye, it burns the things on an airship and specializes in the command of the Shadow King. Although I have never seen it, I have to be prepared for any trouble. You and I don't have psychic energy. You must find a professional. Scinna is not strong enough, and I am afraid something will happen to her. There is a ready-made one."
"That's true, but can you control him? What if you let it go, or just turn the tables? "
"Don't worry, I have a solution."
After saying that, Rozim turned around.
"By the way, brother, what's the name?"
"My name is Danzeng Zunzhu, just call Danzeng."
"In this way, my name is Rozim, his name is Dogo. We are also fellow villagers. We are all imperialists, so we will not refuse to save them. But this time we have a special task. We have to go to a place, which is more dangerous and is just missing a psychic helper. If you are willing, then follow us. If you don't want to, I will let you go, and everyone will run away. What do you think?"
"Um"
Seeing the last cigar burned out between his fingers and even blackened his fingers, Tenzin thought for a moment, then pointed at his mouth.
"Then I want to give a few more, no problem."
"Hey! I have something better, electronic! I'll give it to you!" As he said that, Rozim compared his eyes, and Dogo immediately waved his hot battle axe and split the prison door with two clicks.
The two then walked into the cage, but the smell inside made Rozim frown, but he still took out an electronic cigarette from his pocket and patted Tenzin on the shoulder.
"Brother Danzeng, I'll give it to you. Just treat it as a gift for the meeting."
Tenzin also took it in surprise and pressed the button.
"I had one before, but it was broken."
Then he took a deep breath and sighed.
"As for the taste, it's like a snow mountain, I seem to hear the cries of animals."
Suddenly, two clicks sounded in the air, and the chains that bound Danzeng's hands and feet were cut off. After he put down the electronic cigarette, he moved it. Rozim then took out something like crystal and swept it over the shackles of his hands. The prison tools opened and fell off with a click. Then Dogo also used this thing to sweep the prison tools on his feet.
"Time is tight now, let's go first!"
"Hey hey hey."
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Tenzin suddenly called Rozim who was turning around and pointed at his neck.
"Brother Rozim, there's this one. I can't use my psionic power with this thing."
"Hiss, this is a bit complicated. I can't untie the equipment in my hand. Brother Danzeng, you don't know that those spirits have placed explosives in the collar. If they open it rashly, they will bang! The guys we are having food are gone!"
When Rozim said this, Tenzin was stunned, not knowing whether it was true or not.
"What should I do?"
"Go out first and think of a solution. If the Kane girls clean up the situation, we will not be able to leave."
"Oh oh!"
The three of them walked through the complex underground prison maze. During this period, Rozim took the opportunity to simply explore the terrain of the arena, so he was still sure of the general direction.
When they slipped out of a small door for the Beast King to enter and exit, they were already on the north side of the arena, which was the area close to the anti-shadow guardrail.
But this is also the place where the battle is the most intense.
The entire street was full of ghosts, blood flowing like a river, and the air kept making a vicious buzzing sound, which seemed to come from all directions, and seemed to be everywhere, and the temperature dropped sharply. When feet were walking on the ground, they even made a squeaking sound. Mandela could not describe their existence in conventional words. They were more like ghosts in the legend of various races, almost completely unrestricted by physical areas. A monster covered with cold runes, eyes burned with green ghost fire, and holding a sharp blade like smoke.
Of course, there are no people who can get along with Comoros, so the local residents will naturally not sit still and wait for death. After experiencing the initial chaos, various conspiracy groups immediately organized and began to collide with the invaders.
The curses intertwined with the sound of the poisonous crystals' breaking air into a very noisy sound, with gunboats and gliding boards occasionally passing through the sky and strafing towards the monsters that might exist in the shadows.
But the number and combat effectiveness of the Mandelas were quite amazing. Although some of the shadows were dispersed and turned into wailing smoke, more shadows were trying to engulf the area. The conspiracy group of warriors who formed the shooting positions were cut into pieces by sharp blades from under their feet and behind them, and some of the limbs were taken away. The gunboats and hell gliders in the sky were engulfed by the spreading green fire.