Chapter 731 128. Shit Stirr
After spending half a day coaxing Princess Crimson, it was time to solve the predicament at hand.
Prioritize rescuing Lucy and Irene from the castle, and then whether it is revenge or escape, the initiative is in their hands.
"You maintain the status quo, I will find a way."
Annan asked for a map from Dracula, and took advantage of the thunderstorm night to get back into the dry well.
It was difficult to see the direction underground, so Annan cast a spell to summon Alice after summoning Lemon.
Alice, who was having dinner with her father, was suddenly pulled away by the teleportation array. Mr. Schwaro was startled for a moment, then a cold look appeared on his face... He knew who took Alice away without even thinking about it.
Late at night, a warlock summoned his daughter away without any explanation...
Is this the first time, or is it just the first time he knows?
"Alice, help me quickly..."
Annan commissioned Alice to use prophecy to locate the castle's location: about 25 miles away from the abandoned garden.
Sending Alice back, Annan returned along the original path along the secret passage.
About three hours later, he gradually approached the castle through a narrow and narrow passage.
A faint and rhythmic muffled sound echoed from the depths of darkness. At first, Annan thought it was thunder coming from outside a hole similar to a dry well. As he got closer, the sound became clearer and crisper, like the sound of a pickaxe hitting a rock.
Annan put away the magic lamp and saw a ray of light seeping out of the dark passage that snaked deep...
The oil lamp was placed aside, and a cloaked silhouette dug into the rock wall with its butt raised.
Someone actually got there first...
"Lemon, disarm." Annan said softly.
This silhouette looks like a human being from the back, but vampires are similar to humans...
Lemon approached silently. When he was about twenty steps closer to the silhouette, Lemon was suddenly hit hard and exploded into pieces. Splash!
"Lemon!"
Annan almost summoned Dean Blehim to smash this bastard to death, but the lemon suddenly condensed into an outline again.
Fatal injuries to humans are nothing to the four elements.
"Don't hold back, no matter life or death!"
Annan began to cast the spell, and in just three seconds, the portal to Liberty City would open.
"Annan?"
A familiar probing tone suddenly interrupted Annan's spellcasting.
"Centurion?"
Annan stared at the silhouette turning back. She was wearing a crow mask... In order to prove that it was herself, she took off the mask, revealing brown and orange pieces. The hair and the hideous scar sliding from his forehead to the corner of his mouth.
"Which centurion are you?" Annan stared at her.
There are only two centurions that I know: Breeze City and King Ruikan'er.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I am who I am." The centurion looked at Annan with emotion. He had not seen him for two years, and he still looked the same, even more difficult to control. "You also want to cause trouble for them?"
"Who are they?" Annan said conservatively.
"Stop pretending, aren't you here for the vampires in the castle?" The centurion exposed him directly.
Annan did not deny it, looking at the hole about half a meter deep that was cut by the centurion: "What are you doing here?"
"Like you, making trouble for them." There was no one else here, so the centurion simply stopped wearing his mask and raised his eyebrows: "How about it, recruit, do you want to help me?"
Centurion Otherwise, Annan would have forgotten that he was also a scavenger. And once he thought about it, he remembered that from his escape to the founding of Free City to now, he had never received help from the scavengers, and they had even disappeared.
“Why should I help you? Have you ever helped me? I don’t even have the idea of building a scavenger in my Free City.”
“Build it this time! Build it when I go back !” the centurion assured loudly.
"It's too late. Do you know how many Skaven my soldiers killed?"
"How much?"
"Will you remember how many pieces of bread you have eaten?" Annan sneered. The centurion was silent for a moment and sighed: "Annan, you shouldn't blame us. You know everything about the North... Then you probably don't know that almost all the scavengers in the North have died..."
Annan was stunned: "All...?"
"Yes, not only do we hate the rat people to the core, the rat people also hate me to the core."
Annan couldn't say any more words of blame, and he also remembered why no scavenger could take care of him after he went to Middle-earth.
"I know what the vampires and rat men are fighting for..." The centurion didn't want to take advantage of this and changed the subject.
“You know?”
“A passage leading to the Underdark appeared in the Serens Mountains...”
“Where is the Underdark?”
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The centurion looked like he had seen the Rat Man: "How come you don't even know about the Abyss?"
"I knew it when you said it... So what does this have to do with vampires fighting rat men?" Relationship? "
"In the year of turmoil, the barriers between planes have thickened, and it has become increasingly difficult to cross planes and worlds. The rat people hope to find the horned rat through the abyss, and the vampire wants to find the lost ancestor from the abyss. "
"Why don't they unite? Shouldn't the passage limit race?"
"Will you cooperate with the rat people?" The centurion asked, thinking of standing in front of him. Who is, "Oh, you really can."
"But you have to know, if the human nobles are old antiques, the vampire nobles are the old stubborns among old antiques. They would rather die than cooperate with the rat people. Plus, if we are involved in it, there is no chance of success until one of them dies!"
“So you are the troublemakers?”
“That’s too ugly to say.”
“Which clan do those ratmen belong to?”
< br>"Clan Stun."
We are still old friends.
But Maria is in the north, so you shouldn’t be able to meet her this time.
"How long do you plan to dig for?"
"It won't take long, there will be a secret passage leading to the castle..."
"A secret passage?"
"You don't think that going from the castle to the garden of your little sweetheart is just an accident, do you?"
"My little sweetheart, she is almost five hundred years old!" Annan defended, "How do you know everything? "
"At least I don't know how you rescued the princess." The scavenger approached Annan, "Are you interested in revealing it?"
"I don't even know when the scavenger became the master. We became an intelligence agent."
"They are all forced by the rat people. We must be more informed than them." I'm afraid Annan can ask Centurion how many hairs the rat people have. Speak up.
"How is it? Do you want to cooperate?"
Annan looked at the centurion, thoughtfully: "What is your strength now?"
"Master, is it enough?"
Annan doesn’t know if she is telling the truth. After all, the master is not capable of creating so many clones... But it is always a good thing to have a trustworthy companion...
"Don’t forget your promise to me. ” Annan said.
"Let the scavenger go to Liberty City? No problem, I will arrange it myself!" The centurion patted his chest.
"Don't say I took advantage of you. There are many retired soldiers in Liberty City who have killed hundreds of ratmen. They are all excellent instructors."
"Mr. Annan is really gentle. Well..." the centurion said softly.
Before Annan had time to show his disgust, the centurion retched and retched: "Ugh, that's disgusting to say."
(End of this chapter)