Although Captain Misty praised the prisoner uprising caused by the archlich Sugard in front of Sir Ulrich as "brilliant", every monster on the ship, including every venomous snake on the ship's bow like a banshee snake, knew that it was just a certain person.
A level of politeness.
The demons would not expect that a group of hungry, skinny prisoners with depleted magic power could overthrow the rule of the wizards in the underworld and break the strongest fortress of the wizards in the underworld.
The wizards also don't think that the demons outside the prison have been brewing for a long time to attack, and in the end they become a group of prisoners making trouble.
"That's it? That's it?!"
Duke Milton stood behind the tallest tower wall of the Black Hell Castle, looking at the hundreds of newly erected pillars on the Hell Equation. He watched the Eye of Sauron at the top of the pillars shoot out streaks of scarlet light and fall on the magic of the Barrister.
On the shield, there was deep confusion in his tone:
"With them alone, they can't even scratch the oily skin of the outer castle... What exactly does the mist want to do?"
"Never underestimate your opponent." William Talbot glanced at the Vampire Duke seriously, which seemed to be an admonishment, but also a reminder: "A thousand-mile embankment is destroyed by an ant nest. In this world, the most inconspicuous things are often the most inconspicuous ones."
The enemy is the most dangerous enemy."
Milton tilted his head and glanced at Mr. Werewolf.
"So," Mr. Vampire curled his lips slightly, revealing a pair of mocking fangs, and asked, "Are you inconspicuous? Or are you not dangerous?"
Mr. Werewolf fell back angrily and turned his head with a dark face, not wanting to see the proud face of someone who had taken advantage of him verbally.
Milton looked at Su Shijun with a smile, like a peacock spreading its tail, wanting to show off the victory he had just won in front of the witch.
But the witch seemed completely oblivious to the quarrel behind her.
She was raising her head, looking at the overlapping black clouds outside the magic shield. The fox ears in her hair stood up slightly, slowly turning with the dull thunder behind the clouds. The fox tail behind her was fluffy and stiff.
Like four standing dusters.
"Is there any problem?" William Talbot knew that his magic power was relatively weak among the senators, so he paid great attention to the attitudes of the great wizards.
At this moment, when he saw the three great wizards including Su Shijun, Gongsun Bing and Hun Buyu all looking up at the sky, his heart suddenly lifted.
"That's wrong." The witch frowned and shook her head slightly, but did not clearly point out what was wrong.
William turned his head and looked at Hun Wuyu.
The silver-white eyes of the leader of the Ghost Clan sparkled in the dark night. After noticing Mr. Werewolf's gaze, he retracted his gaze, lowered his fingers and pointed outside the city wall, smiling slightly: "It's too chaotic outside."
Then he raised his hand and pointed at the sky: "It's too chaotic outside."
Although the two "outsides" he mentioned were not the same place, and the two "chaos" were not the same kind of chaos, William was surprised to find that he could completely understand the unfinished meaning of Hun Bu Yu.
"So, do you think the demons want to fish in troubled waters?" He looked at the prisoners swarming to death outside the city wall, shook his ears again, listened to the continuous thunder behind the clouds, and said thoughtfully: "'Five Colors
It’s blinding and the five tones are deafening. The demons want to confuse our sight and interfere with our judgment?”
Having said this, the werewolf shook his head with disdain on his face.
"They look down on the old wizards in the school too much."
Facing the wizards of the First University, as a werewolf he needs to show his unruliness, but as a senator of the Moon Parliament, he must also show enough respect, which makes his attitude slightly contradictory:
"As the saying goes, 'To be too old to die is to be a thief.' I can see the reason, but those old thieves can't. As the saying goes, 'Hunting in the fields makes people crazy,' maybe the old guys want to exhaust themselves through indulgence.
The spirit of a demon."
"It's not that they can't see it, it's that we can't see it. From the beginning to now, our performance has been too conservative."
Silently floating on the edge of the city wall, overlooking the brilliant fire outside the city, he whispered: "Let the prisoners gather, let the crystal wall outside the black prison break, without any intention of taking the initiative... This tactic has become unnatural.
It’s to the point... just like we can’t guess what method Mist will use to break into the Black Prison, we can’t guess how the school plans to deal with those intruders.”
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Just as confused as the members of the Yunxia Parliament were the several big demons outside the city.
When Captain Mist praised Sir Ulrich for the overture played by the Liches in the Black Prison, Hunshui discussed the methods of the old wizards in the school with William Talbot.
In the dark prison.
The great lich Sujiade was also raising his head, carefully looking at the white spots that had been eroded between the thick black clouds above his head, looking at the black 'cannonballs' that were slowly squeezed out of the white spots like black heads, and fell from the sky one after another.
Those 'cannonballs' bounced in mid-air - like a ball of rat women stretching out - and then roared in a language that no one could understand, swarming towards the Black Hell Castle.
The dark ring-shaped carapace on their backs is highly resistant to spells, and their ferocious mouthparts and sharp claws can easily tear apart wizards' magic shields. In just a short time, several wizard hunting teams penetrated deep into the hell equation.
The team retreated hastily under the attack of these monsters.
Don't look at the color of their eyes.
Just by the breath on their bodies, Su Jiade could easily tell that these monsters were not monsters, but parasites on some giant beasts that roamed the sea of stars.
These insects feed on the remains of stars or the ruins of civilization abandoned by the giant beasts when they hunt. They are mainly responsible for helping the giant beasts clean their bodies and sort out their magic power. Occasionally, they also serve as the forerunners of the giant beasts when they hunt and cannon fodder before battles.
They claim to be the servants and dependents of the giant beast.
But wizards have always called them 'parasites'.
At this moment, these parasites are doing the same thing as the demons.
The red light in Sujiade's eyes was uncertain, because he smelled an unusual smell on those 'cannonballs'.
Before that, it had always thought that only monsters were attacking the Black Prison this time.
Because Xuanhuang Fruit can purify the bloodline of demons and help wizards break through the shackles of their ranks, but for the giant beasts roaming the sea of stars, the effect of swallowing one or two stars is no worse than eating this kind of fruit, and it is safer.
So Su Jiade did not expect that he would get such a group of helpers.
But when it turned its gaze in another direction, it felt that this kind of thing was completely reasonable.
"A bad world."
The great lich raised his arm, curled his fingers, and tapped his smooth skull, like the wooden fish that the monks in the temple knocked when chanting sutras.
On the left, Illyros turned into a jade spider and lay on top of another skeleton; and on the right, the fleshy tentacles stuck to the forehead of the death knight's mount, while looking at the great lich knocking on his head.
"If Behemoth is here, its brothers and sisters will naturally come."
Su Jiade's hoarse voice seemed a little annoyed:
"I just wonder how many similar details I have ignored... We can't stay any longer, this world will consume every last drop of our brains."
This chapter has been completed!