Several slovenly figures appeared one after another, passing by the panting Thales. They glanced at the prince curiously or complicatedly, and then faced the enemy without hesitation.

Keep the prince away from the battlefield.

And Thales held the sword and smiled.

Never get lost.

This is one of the most precious gifts that Thales received after escaping from Longxiao City: even in the dark prison, Thales could truly sense that they were on the eighteenth floor underground, not far from Sacai.

There is still a distance between you and the bottom group of prisoners, but not far away from the other group of prisoners.

When Thales cursed out his first sentence seemingly angrily, the boy actually doubted whether Quick Rope could understand what he meant.

[Get the hell out of here! This is the 18th floor underground. Use your stupid brain, where else can I hide?] Where else can I hide a "person" on the 18th floor underground?

Facts have proved that Kuai Rope, who has been fighting alone for six years, is resourceful and has a strong desire to survive. He quickly understood Thales's code:

[But I can't help it, have you forgotten, I'm just a bad thief who can't even open the door!] The cell where those guard prisoners are hidden? But I can't open the cell door.

After the first step of communication was completed, Thales could safely throw the strange-shaped alchemy tower key to Quick Rope, and their exchange hidden in a few words became a matter of course:

[Stop being a thief in the dark! Be an upright robber who breaks and robs!] Don’t worry about the door, just take this key and unlock it directly!

[Robber? To put it lightly, I don’t know how to be a robber...] But how to use this key?

[Don’t understand? I don’t understand, why don’t you fucking ask?] Ask the prisoners inside, you idiot!

Recalling the dangerous situation just now, Thales shook his head mockingly.

The situation in the field gradually got rid of the sudden chaos and became clear.

"boom!"

The sturdy prisoner who was the first to rush into the battlefield held up a scimitar and made an unexplained grunt. He exerted force with his feet and knocked away the enemy in a head-on impact.

He seemed to have never stopped, and with the stolen weapons, he bumped into the mercenaries left and right. Wherever he went, people were turned upside down by the Sword of Disaster, but Thales noticed that the angle of his collision was very particular.

Every time, the smallest cost is used to achieve the greatest results.

The mercenaries who were caught off guard roared again and again, but they were disrupted by him and could not organize a decent multi-person defense line.

"That's Sol Bury, the youngest son of Viscount Bury. He seems to have regressed a lot. He was much better than before."

The lazy voice from before sounded, seemingly doing nothing.

"He used to be in the escort wing of the Guard, following Tony to protect the safety of His Royal Highnesses."

Guard wing?

Thales turned back curiously and found that it was the man who had smiled at him just now: he was standing beside Thales, playing with a sword he had just snatched, as if he had made up his mind not to go anywhere.

But the prisoners in the royal guard were all slovenly, and the prince couldn't remember who they were for a moment.

In the distance, the sturdy Sol Bree roared again and overturned a mercenary who wanted to attack him at the cost of a scratch on his shoulder.

"But as you can see, Bri was as fierce as a bear. We all thought he should go to the Pioneer Wing. But when the second prince went north, he took the sharp knife Sosa with him. Maybe he didn't take him with him.

He talks a lot of nonsense."

Amidst the fierce fighting, the lazy voice continued, and Thales suddenly remembered: this voice seemed to be the one who sang in the prison before.

The footsteps sound quickly!

The prince's eyebrows moved: a figure approached behind the speaker and rushed towards them.

"Small"

But before Thales could urgently remind him, the lazy man turned around with his short shoulders like eyes behind his back, just in time to avoid a sword coming from the side!

He withstood the enemy's second blow, kicked the opponent's knee cleanly, and swung his sword at the moment the mercenary lost his balance!

Bringing out a handful of neck blood in the air.

Thales' reminder choked in his mouth.

The lazy man turned around, wiped the blood from his chin, and showed his front teeth to Thales as if nothing was wrong:

"Nice to meet you, Your Highness, I am Tai Naki."

"The honorary earl of Eternal Star City, the son of Davon Naki."

Naji pointed at himself, with a lazy expression, and even the sin mark on his left jaw was made less ferocious:

"Your Highness, please make sure you are familiar with me. If possible, it would be best..."

Thales was stunned for a while, but was interrupted by another sharp and mean voice.

"Ty Naki, one of the most boring idlers in the Guard Wing."

It was another man. He walked past the two of them, revealing a sharp and sinister eye under his long hair, staring at Naki viciously, looking quite scary:

"You will be in trouble if you stay with him for too long."

Naji stopped talking and touched his nose helplessly.

Thales raised his eyebrows and saw this mean man holding a dart that he didn't know where it came from. He was facing a Sword of Disaster holding a shield, but he was cautious and hesitated to take action until the other party charged at him fiercely.

Flash to the side.

The mercenary holding the shield passed by him, and then his neck tilted, like a mountain collapsing!

"thump!"

The mercenary fell to the ground exhausted, and his breathing gradually stopped.

He stared at the mean man in front of him with eyes wide open in disbelief.

Thales was startled when he discovered that a dart had been inserted into the deceased's neck at some point.

The mean man who threw the dart squatted down, quickly took away the enemy's leather armor and weapons, and threw them far away to his other unarmed companions, not even missing the darts inserted into the corpse:

"Speaking of this, Naki, the idler, why don't you come and help me?"

Naki shrugged unconsciously and said plausibly:

"It is my duty to protect..."

The mean man glared at Naki fiercely and fired the dart again, killing an enemy behind him for Bree who was charging forward.

Seeing the opponent turn around and join the battlefield, Naji the idler frowned, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and whispered to Thales in a complaining tone:

"That's Sass Nye, the damn second logistics officer... Look at the way he kills people, he's full of the stingy style of the logistics wing..."

"When we went on field trips, he always found the worst hotels for us. You know, the kind where the beer tasted like horse urine, the minstrel sang like a pig, and the bed looked like a chopping board when you slept on it, and the girl touched it

Like a big man’s shabby shop…”

Thales could only raise his eyebrows.

Amid the noisy sound, the melee lasted no more than ten seconds.

The mercenaries were suddenly attacked and lost their leader, but the experienced ones seemed to adjust quickly, organized a counterattack, and surrounded Thales. The strong Buri at the front immediately slowed down.

His steps were also hindered.

But this was enough time for the remaining prisoners to obtain weapons and arm themselves.

A guard prisoner with hair all over his body, comparable to a "savage", took the ax thrown by Nai from a distance and struck back with an axe!

The moment the weapon of the "savage" intersected with the enemy's weapon, the ax in the hand of the "savage" trembled!

His enemy smiled cruelly.

This is their special finishing power, as long as...

Thales was shocked when he saw this, and then he remembered something important!

"Be careful, their end..."

However, before Thales could speak, the "savage" ferociously rushed forward and crashed into the enemy's arms!

In the eyes of the enemy, who looked on with unblinking eyes, the "savage" tried his best to cut him down, then got up and knocked back the other person with an ax handle.

His recklessness and forceful approach choked Thales' worried words in his mouth.

"Notice!"

This "savage" roared to remind his companions: "Their power of termination is problematic because they are traitors from the Terminator Tower!"

"The Sword of Disaster!"

The mercenaries were all shocked, seeming a little surprised that their details were exposed.

"Don't get entangled with them, go straight to the point and knock them down with one blow!"

As other prisoners responded one after another, the fierce and tough "savage" faced the next enemy.

"Oh, this guy who is so hard all over, Luton Belletti," beside Thales, Naki, who seemed to be in a state of leisure, started chattering again: "A distant descendant of the famous Belletti family.

.”

"Oh, he used to be a good man, but he ate with us and waited to die..."

Was it?

"Until the old captain unexpectedly promoted him to replace Sak'el and become the commander of the punishment wing."

Hearing that name, Thales' heart sank.

Naji looked at Belletti with fierce eyes from a distance, standing in front of the enemy like a wild beast, and shook his head in a chant:

"There is always that kind of person who promises to become a dog together, but he quietly gets ahead..."

As he spoke, Naji's expression suddenly changed!

He retreated and pounced on Thales, knocking the prince down hard.
To be continued...