The cannon of rebirth, your uncle's ashes

The dark cell was buried deep in the ground, and the air smelled of damp and solidified air, and sticky moss rushed out from the cracks in the walls, adding a bit of weirdness to the dungeon built along the cave.

The pile of objects on the opposite side seemed to move, but did not respond to Eagle's words.

The pitch-black space has no concept of the passage of time, and Eagle did not continue to speak, but turned his attention to the method of escape.

His limbs are entangled by ring locks and iron chains. The rare depletion of magic power makes his eyes dizzy. His body seems to have not eaten or watered for several days. The chain is pulled away.

Although I guess that everything in this prison is made of materials that can take away people's magic power, it seems that not only the magic power is lost, but also the human spirit is slowly passing away.

This place cannot stay.

"Hey." After a moment of hesitation, Igor said again, "Are you the God of War?"

There was still no response from the prisoner on the opposite side.

"Anyway, give me a word, or do you think silence can solve everything?" Eagle's voice brought some consideration, "Your acceptance seems to have attacked me more than once, and this time is probably no exception. Your Excellency, God of War, I am not a kind person, and God of War Mountain has fallen to the point of being useless, so it should be flattened. However, if you can help me clear up some doubts, maybe I will consider letting your apprentice go One horse."

A vague voice came, "...you... can't get out..."

"It doesn't matter." Igor raised his lips slightly when he heard his long-awaited reply, "Even without me, my relatives and friends are strong enough to protect me. But God of War, it's no wonder that Alur It’s just like being played with in the palm of your hand.”

"... Ah... Ruhr..."

"Don't you know?" Eagle raised his voice slightly, "He was summoned to Kodo City by an order from the committee. Poor him, although he has some self-protection ability, but he has a kind and soft temper, and God of War Mountain His power has been controlled by the people in the dark, it's like a wolf's mouth, I don't know what will happen in the future."

There was another silence in the darkness, but Igor was not in a hurry. The longer the silence, the more confident he looked.

Finally, the trembling voice of the other party sounded again.

"...I can't help you... this dungeon... depicts a magic circle passed down from ancient times...you can't get out..."

"That's really a coincidence." Igor's voice became brisk, "I happen to be a bit dabbled in the reason magic circle."

When the jailer walked in again, it was rare to see God of War, who had always been lying on the fence like a weed, half-sitting in the corner inside.

"Hmph, do you still want to hide now, old bone?" He opened the cell door casually, and the fat body walked in slowly, grabbing the opponent to pour the liquid in the bottle in his hand.

"It's now!" Igor, who had been silently counting the opponent's footsteps, suddenly called out, and the God of War who had been limp on the ground suddenly raised his hand, and the strength came from nowhere and bumped into the jailer who was unstable due to obesity the wall.

"boom--!"

The sound of hitting the wall was dull and deafening, and a low curse came from next to his ears, and then he fell into a depression again as if he was covered by something.

According to the pre-plan, this operation required blood with magical power. His body was emptied, and the God of War, who was transplanted with magic grass and fed with magic power, would not work. The only thing he could use was the blood of the jailer.

I hope that God of War just succeeded. Thinking of this, Igor tried his best to lower his body. The toe of one foot’s worn-out shoe barely touched the ground. Then he stepped on the chain on the ankle, pulling the ankle bones so hard that the bones of the ankle were about to break. When Igor felt that the blood supply of the whole foot was about to be insufficient, he finally let the chain hit the center of the ball.

A red bloodstain spread from the opposite side, and with the wailing of the jailer, the bloody light spread rapidly at a speed that was unattainable to the naked eye, and even the floor and wall on the opposite side of Eagle were covered by the faint blood color come over.

Just for a moment, but enough!

The magic power was energized in an instant, and Igor immediately wrapped his backhand around the iron chain. A silvery white flashed in his eyes for an instant. With the force of his whole body, he rubbed four times, and the iron chains on his limbs suddenly broke under the explosive force.

Rubbing his wrist that was cold and stiff due to blood loss, Igor walked to the prison without any delay. The breath in his body was still a little vain, and coupled with the special structure of the dungeon, the small fireworks shot out from his palm for a while. Unable to burn the fence for a while, Igor frowned slightly, put his palm on his chest, and with the soft light, the King's Bow appeared in his hand.

Cleanly chopped the closed iron fence, Igor walked quickly into the compartment of the God of War, and saw the God of War leaning against the wall with no strength. Similarities, and the jailer who was attacked by the God of War has only a shriveled skin.

Although it was only for a moment, this formation still sucked all the blood in the jailer's body at once.

I really don't know who set up such a magic circle back then.

"Are you okay?" Kicking the weathered corpse away, Igor helped him up, and when his palm touched the lush weeds on the opponent's body, there was a faint suction force.

God of War moved, and his raised face could be vaguely seen in his messy hair, "It's okay...this bow...you are..."

Frowning, Igor stood up, and the King's Bow in his hand suddenly turned into dots of light and shadow and melted back into his body.

"This magic grass can't be suppressed for a while, can you still go?"

"Ah..." Standing up slowly while leaning on the wall beside him, the days of being locked up are not short. God of War's physical condition is quite poor, but he still tries to walk outside, "Just walking...it's okay..."

Igor didn't make a sound, but just followed quickly.I don't know what's going on outside. The two of them may be discovered at any time. It's better to leave as soon as possible to find out the situation.

The reality cannot allow them to be hypocritical here.

Since God of War can only guarantee the basic walking ability, Eagle took the lead in exploring the way.The defensive force outside was weaker than expected, but not too small. The more people went up and patrolling, the denser and shorter the intervals. Several times, the God of War who had poor legs and feet was almost exposed.

After pushing God of War forcefully into the side pillars, Igor curled up, propping up some damaged brick walls on both sides to stick to the ceiling, and then jumped off suddenly when a patrol team was about to turn around, taking advantage of the gravity He wiped off the necks of the two closest people, and when the other three were about to exclaim, the light of the King's Bow once again shone in their hands, cutting them in half with just a flash.

Exhaling slightly, Igor turned to signal God of War to follow him, but he didn't want to turn around before a person turned from afar at the other end of the corridor.

"who!"

Oops!

Seeing that the opponent raised the silver whistle in his hand as a warning, Eagle, who was far away, could not stop it at all, and as long as they were discovered, what they would face next would be countless siege and pursuit.

It was almost an instant judgment, not knowing where the power erupted, Igor turned around and carried God of War on his shoulder, his free left hand was facing the wall diagonally above, and the golden magic circle instantly charged It became extremely clear, with a faint electric light, a bright beam of light was like the sun in daytime, and with the sound of a sharp whistle, Igor kicked his feet hard, and the whole person rushed out with the beam of light.

"Not good! They are going to escape!"

"Stop them!"

"Use dark magic! Don't let them go!"

Even though I had been walking for a long time, the world above my head was still surrounded by dilapidated floors one after another. Even though Igor kept changing his feet among the ruined walls with a tense breath, his body speed still involuntarily slowed down.

"Enough...let me go...or you won't be able to get out..."

The God of War's voice behind him was soft but firm, and his weak hand pushed Igor's shoulder.

"To shut up!"

A black rope-like object shot from nowhere suddenly entangled Eagle's ankle, and the suction similar to the iron chain reappeared, and Eagle's already slowed down figure stagnated again.

"... Put me down!"

"hateful!"

Every floor has a high ceiling. Igor glanced at the jailer with a look of excitement and joy on the lower side, and once again stretched out his free hand to the opponent's hand, still with a huge accumulation of energy. In the eyes of the other party's astonishment, the blazing light engulfed the other party. With the impact of the explosion, the figures of Iger and Igor were raised again. At the same time, a new round of explosion made the whole building tremble again. The fragile gravel trembled and fell, and the light that really belonged to the sun shone into Eagle's eyelids.

Not even close!Coming soon!

Staring fixedly at the gap, Igor stretched out his hand as if trying to grasp the broken edge, but after a little bit of pain in between, he moved away from the brilliance again.

Almost... still not enough!

The pupils shrank suddenly, and the brain went blank for a moment. Igor lost that hope in a daze, waved his palm weakly, and wanted to give himself an impetus in the next second, but since there was already a dome structure above, There simply aren't enough walls nearby to give him air thrust.

That's it...are you going to fail?

"Snapped!"

A hand suddenly protruded from the brilliance, and in the blink of an eye, it grabbed Igor's hand that was about to fall, and also held his heart and will that was about to fall into the abyss.

who is it……

"call--"

A flash in front of his eyes, the next second fresh air rushed towards his face, the scorching light made him feel a suffocating temperature and the sting of the eye mask, in the blur of tears, he saw the man with messy hair in front of him, Holding his shoulders, he lowered his head anxiously.

This person is...

"... Shida... Lai?"