Chapter 445 Core Prison

Chapter 445 Core Prison

Chapter 445 Core Prison
At the same time, in the construction area of ​​Wujian Fortress.

A speck of blood fell into the cart, blending into the sand and being inconspicuous.

The laborers poured the sand from the carts into the conveyor belt, which was then transported to the top of the city wall a thousand meters high through the source power machinery.

When the sand arrived at the top of the city along the conveyor belt and was passed from hand to hand, the blood shadow suddenly changed from the size of a grain of rice to a human form. At this moment, someone in the prison activated the God Moves with the Sky.

The surging aura surrounded his body, not dissipating at all.

Someone paid attention to controlling the blood shadow, jumped down from the top of the city, and then ran away without looking back.

Outside the fortress, blood-rotten fish flew out of the blood-red moat. These strange beasts raised by the Thorn Clan could cause the blood of creatures below the gold level to rot. If their numbers accumulated, they could pose a threat to creatures above the gold level.

The Blood Shadow's powerful physique crashed through the moat, and its extreme speed allowed it to almost run in the air, crossing the blood river.

But after only running for a dozen miles, a middle-aged figure climbed onto the top of the city wall.

Someone escaped, and Duke Merrick was the first to react.

A huge tree entangled with countless thorns appeared behind him, and the tree looked like a giant.

——Mythical form: Plague of Thorns.

Duke Merrick pulled a thread of blood from his own heart, and the epic Bloodbound Spinning Wheel was activated. The curse composed of heroic energy had an effect far superior to the epic spells pieced together by lower-level creatures.

On the earth, the blood shadow was forced to stop.

Countless blood lines gushed out from the ground, from the body, and from the surroundings, tightly wrapping around it, forming a cage that looked like a spinning wheel.

Assimilation begins immediately.

And just before the blood shadow turned into a thread, the figure suddenly dissipated and disappeared.

On the top of the city wall, Duke Merrick frowned.

It was obvious that a troublesome person had been imprisoned in the Infernal Fortress. The problem was that the concentration camp had been newly built and millions of lives had gathered there, so he didn't know who the other person was.

"Your Majesty the Duke."

A vampire marquis at the peak of the gold rank came. As a relative and the deputy warden second only to the Duke, he had the authority to report directly to the other party.

"explain."

"Deputy Warden Bart wishes to be transferred to the Statistics Office."

A moment of silence.

The Vampire Marquis lowered his head and said nothing. He was just delivering messages. The application was submitted as early as the beginning of the fortress's construction, but the Duke did not agree despite repeated applications.

"Does he have the final say in my territory?" Duke Merrick sneered and disappeared on the spot.

A moment later, the demon-born Marquis Bart came hurriedly with a nervous heart.

The vampire marquis simply shook his head and turned away.

"Damn old thing!"

Bart couldn't help but stamp his feet in anger.

Without being transferred to the statistics room, he couldn't start his investigation into the Overlord. The deputy warden could execute prisoners at will, but he couldn't massacre them. Whether it was fortress construction or blood nutrition, they required large numbers of living beings, and his actions were completely restricted.

"In that case, why not just tell the old man directly..."

"no!"

Bart suddenly woke up. Although the success rate would be greatly improved by cooperating with a hero, with his own strength, he would be thankful if he could get even 10% of the benefits at that time.

Moreover, the fortress was newly built and Duke Merrick was struggling financially. It was more likely that this old man would take it all for himself, or even kill him, and secretly negotiate a high price for him.

There are bound to be many people who are interested in overlords.

Bart felt great pressure. He couldn't even tell whether the other party had arrived. His initial identity on the battlefield was perfect within the same frame.

……

Core prison.

He Xiaoqi fell to the ground and fainted.

Since someone at the peak of silver level beat up a gold elite, everyone present understood that this guy must have chosen a high-level gold level to hide his strength. After all, this outrageous gap killed other possibilities.

Everyone stepped back, although it didn't mean much, it showed an attitude of avoidance.

Jiang He put on handcuffs and sat down on the middle bed. The female major next to him immediately leaned over and was kicked into a corner. The selection criteria for the Qingdu Palace were extremely strict, and he was not someone who could be admitted casually.

There was a sound of footsteps.

Because of the noise in the prison, two guards came over to check. This is the management standard of Wujian Fortress.

The female major suddenly shouted in a stern voice: "This new guy is deliberately causing trouble. He is not an imperial lieutenant at all. He must have other intentions!"

The defeat of He Xiaoqi had no impact on his elite strength, and the colonel's authority still existed, but as a subordinate, the female major had offended too many people because of her favor.

The situation changed, and she would rather bear the pressure of someone being so close to her than get rid of him. Otherwise, the backlash that would follow would only make her suffer unbearable pain.

Everyone in the prison had different expressions. No matter what, as an imperial officer, this female major was at least decisive and had a good judgement of the environment.

Unfortunately, the two guards just stood there motionless, their eyes dead, and their skin under their clothes appeared dotted with red spots caused by blood flies.

It was only a moment, and the inspection time was over.

The two guards turned and left, leaving the terrified female major in the cell. "You two are blind!"

"Come back soon, I want to change cells!"

"I'm going to report it to the administrator!"

Jiang He's face remained calm. He sat on the bed with no intention of getting up. He just asked, "In the Wujian Fortress, is there a price for killing prisoners?"

The ordinary gold who had persuaded He Xiaoqi to stand up. He looked to be about thirty years old, in the prime of life. He came behind the female major, strangled her neck with his arms, and replied:

"The Thorn Clan believes that the prisoners here are the private property of Duke Merrick, so killing each other is not allowed. Those who violate the killing regulations will be punished or executed depending on the circumstances."

"But everyone has value. The productivity of the golden laborers is outstanding. If I kill her, I think a night of punishment will be enough. It's not a crime punishable by death."

"As for guards and above, they have special privileges."

Hearing the punishment, many people in the cell shuddered.

The female major died of fright.

When her breath disappeared, it immediately set off the prison's matrix alarm, and a shrill whistle echoed.

In a moment, an administrator dressed in noble clothes appeared. The administrators of the Wujian Fortress were all earl-level golden vampires, all of whom were relatives of Duke Merrick.

The golden man raised his arms, knelt on his knees, and accepted the punishment. He stared at someone's shackles and said:

"My name is Si Chuan, and I am from the Si family in Cangwu Province."

"Please wait for me to come back, I want to be free!"

The administrator took Si Chuan away. Someone took the responsibility. He didn't care about the truth of the case. Besides, it was an established strategy to manage prisoners with prisoners. It was just because the relatives of the newly promoted duke were not as strong as the old relatives.

Sichuan disappeared into the corridor.

No one cares about the term "freedom".

In this hellish place, there are many mentally ill prisoners who dare to insult Duke Merrick's family.

The sirens died down, and everyone in the core cell of the East District had to accept the presence of someone.

"Well, that's noisy."

In the corner of the cell, the girl lying in the haystack rubbed her forehead and sat up. The blue and white prison uniform could not hide her immature but beautiful curves. She had an impressive beauty and long, smooth bright red hair. She was suspected to have demon blood, but at the moment she was quite sloppy, and her whole body exuded the fermented smell of vomit.

When they saw the girl waking up, all the prisoners had different expressions, ranging from hatred, greed, helplessness, pity, etc.

The girl stroked her hands from her face to the back of her head, tidying up her messy long hair.

Her eyes were drunken and she tilted her head to look straight at someone.

"drunkard?"

Jiang He returned a cold look, only a little surprised. The other party was a very young golden creature. In the eyes of Gluttony, the source power around him naturally gathered, and his efficiency was extremely high.

There was no answer. The girl shrugged her shoulders, turned sideways, took out half a bottle of cheap wine from the haystack, poured it all down her throat, then tilted her head, lay on her back, and began to snore softly.

Someone stood up tentatively, glanced at Jiang He from the corner of his eye, and walked towards the girl cautiously.

But after a few steps, He Xiaoqi suddenly woke up, and regardless of his serious injuries, he kicked out and knocked him down. After only three or two moves of fighting, all the bones in the opponent's body were broken.

Everyone withdrew their gazes.

He Xiaoqi turned his head and stared at someone, his alertness was extremely strong, but after a long while, his indifferent eyes did not fluctuate at all, and were as cold as ice.

He Xiaoqi was defeated, his smile was a little obscure, the opponent didn't seem to have any weaknesses.

"Brother, this is Yu Jianyue from the Cangwu Yu family, a super genius of the empire. She is safe and sound. Only when we go back can we reintegrate into the empire. Without the recognition of a high-ranking family, the suspicion of being a spy alone can waste the lives of everyone present."

Jiang He said calmly: "Continue."

The so-called safety and security does not actually include chastity, because throughout history, when one is defeated in battle or captured, it is automatically assumed that this thing is lost, and as long as the person returns alive in the end, that is enough.

He Xiaoqi was embarrassed for a moment, looked down at the severe wound on his abdomen, and said helplessly: "Her mother is my blood sister. I was originally the leader of her personal soldiers to protect her. We came here together after the defeat of the winter offensive."

Jiang He threw over a pot of ordinary wine.

"Average ability, but commendable loyalty."

He Xiaoqi actually didn't want to take the jug of wine. The other party's tone was completely that of a superior, and he was keenly aware that it was an order of obedience. But when he thought of his current situation and his niece, a big hand still held the jug firmly before it fell to the ground.

Seeing the two strongest men in the prison shaking hands and making peace, some people present could only suppress their thoughts. As the saying goes, it is easy to fish in troubled waters. The confrontation between these two guys is beneficial to the survival of others. At the moment, it is one of the worst outcomes.

Jiang He had a brief conversation with He Xiaoqi who came over and got a lot of information.

Within the empire, the right to declare large-scale independent wars is one of the main powers of the upper-class families. All matters of ritual, music, war and conquest are decided by the emperor, which shows how valuable this power is.

In addition, anyone in the empire who is promoted to gold before the age of 24 can be awarded the title of "super genius", which involves many benefits.

There are only a dozen or so super geniuses in this generation of the empire. These people have plenty of time and energy to strive to become heroes in the next twenty to thirty years. According to past experience, the success rate is about 50%. They are all the backbone of the future.

Of course, this does not mean that non-super geniuses will definitely not be able to reach the heroic level. It is just a matter of probability and standards.

After the pot of wine was finished, He Xiaoqi's injuries had been largely recovered. The Originium shackles suppressed the Golden Heart, but failed to completely seal it, and a huge amount of vitality could still flow out of it.

Jingle Bell!
A bell rang.

Everyone in the prison stood up. It was time to do hard labor again. It was obviously impossible to live peacefully in the prison.

(End of this chapter)