Downton pulled Cazorla, jumped on the war bear, and started running wildly.
As a heavily armored mount, Sherman was used to attack heavy infantry regiments. Coupled with Downton armed with Dreadnought Armor, it was completely a heavy chariot, crushing it directly through the corridor.
"Quick, quick, hurry up and catch up!"
The prisoners are not stupid. They know that they will follow the powerful party, otherwise they will be left alone and will die.
A group of fully-armed guards rushed into the corridor and saw a heavy cavalry approaching with great force. They immediately picked up their crossbows equipped with armor-piercing arrows and shot at Downton.
Downton didn't even bother to use Overlord to intercept. The crossbow arrows hit the armor with a clanging sound. Apart from a few sparks, they didn't even make a dent.
This is an epic suit, an armor that only the patron saint of the dwarf kingdom is qualified to wear. If it can't stop armor-piercing arrows worth thousands of gold coins, it's too low-level.
"Kill them, kill them!"
Cazorla roared loudly, he had not forgotten how these jailers abused him in the first place.
"I want to keep my magic power."
They were just a bunch of miscellaneous fish. Downton didn't want to waste his magic energy, so he charged directly.
When the jailers saw that they could not stop each other, they turned around and ran away. The bloody hounds they led also smelled the smell of terror, howled and escaped faster than their masters.
Sherman's sprint power exploded at this moment, and the war bear caught up with the jailers and trampled them to death.
Bah! Bah!
Like tomatoes that had been trampled and exploded, after the battle with the bear, there were only a dozen piles of rotten meat left on the ground. Two jailers who were lucky enough to escape had no time to rejoice when they were beaten to death by the prisoners who followed behind.
While Downton rushed forward, he did not forget to destroy the prison. More and more prisoners joined the team.
"This is where the strongest men at the peak of the dragon-slaying level are imprisoned."
Seeing a b symbol written in blood on the wall, Cazorla immediately reminded him.
The defense here has really been strengthened. The cell doors are made of thick steel plates that can no longer be broken through with brute force, and there are also magic locks hanging on them.
"Let me out. I won't treat you badly."
"I am the leader of the Los Angeles Lakers mercenary group. As long as you let me out, I will lead the team to be loyal to you forever."
"I am the eldest prince of Noaliti. Please save me first and I will promise you a high official position and a generous salary."
These people are all strong men at the pinnacle of Dragon Slaying level, and have a great chance of being promoted to Scepter level. On the surface, no matter who they are, they are famous people, but their years of imprisonment have worn away their arrogance and ambition.
When I saw Downton, I immediately asked for help.
"Shut up, everyone. I'll let you out. Whether you run away or not is your problem." Downton roared, "Homer, I leave it to you."
"Look at me!"
The corridor is more than 200 meters long, with a total of sixty-five prisons. Homer returned to the grimoire form and shot out the same number of elemental arms. It began to unlock.
The jailers guarding the prison were only of a low level. They couldn't remember the complicated magic locks, so they were all numbered ten. For Homer, who had the title of Erudite, he didn't even need to use his brain, he could just move his fingers.
Untie.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As expected, these guys all had bad tempers. When they heard the sound of the magic lock being unlocked, they opened the cell door and rushed into the corridor.
With dozens of fierce glances, the prisoners behind Downton immediately shut their mouths.
"A grimoire of wisdom? Good stuff!"
A thin, pale young man looked at Homer. A look of greed flashed through his eyes. He also knew that the top priority was to escape, not to covet other people's treasures.
"Did you save us?" A two-and-a-half-meter-tall, strong man stared at Downton and walked quickly towards him, "I am Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, the leader of the Los Angeles Lakers. I will always remember your kindness."
There was a buzz all around. The Lakers are one of the top three mercenary groups in the Kuta Magic Empire. The current leader is named Kobe. He is of the scepter level and is extremely powerful.
"Is he the previous captain? I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect he was imprisoned here."
"He should be a scepter, right?"
"Hiss, can you capture even the scepter level alive? I already knew that this laboratory was not simple, but I didn't expect it to be so strong!"
The prisoners looked at the strong men walking out of the cells one by one. They were not happy because of the large number of people, but were even more worried. If the people of the Black Flame Church could catch them, wouldn't it prove that they were even more powerful?
"If you want to repay your kindness, you should tone down your tone first!"
Downton snorted and had a bad impression of Jabbar. This guy obviously had bad intentions and was interested in his own equipment and mounts.
Indeed, with more of these things, the chances of escaping will greatly increase.
"What do you mean? Are you trying to repay a favor?"
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar immediately raked it up. This guy should be a mixed-race man with very dark skin. He has a bald head, but his face is covered with thick beard. Because it has not been combed for a long time, it has turned into strands and twisted into a knot.
But the most striking feature is that he wears a pair of crystal glasses.
"Unreasonable!" Downton didn't have the time to waste time here. As soon as he picked up the reins, he started to charge, "Get out of here, don't get in my way."
"Young man is looking for death!"
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar grinned ferociously, stared at the ground with his left foot, and a violent halo exploded. His muscles swelled, veins bulged, and then he crashed into Downton like a furious bull.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three elemental war hammers suddenly appeared in the air, as if they were thrown by the Titans, tearing the air and hitting Downton.
Many prisoners screamed in surprise. Jabbar suddenly made a sneak attack. He wanted to kill Downton. Some of the quick-thinking ones already understood his purpose.
The first is to grab equipment and supplies, and the second is to gain command of the team. No matter what the team is, the one with the highest chance of survival is always the commander, the leadership.
It was too difficult for Kareem Abdul-Jabbar to break out alone, so he needed cannon fodder, and these prisoners were naturally the best candidates. When the time came, he would be able to completely control them with the help of more than a dozen dragon-slaying level managers.
"Since you want to die, I will make it happen for you!"
With a ferocious look on his face, Downton activated After God Descends to Earth, he clenched his left fist and shook it violently to the side.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Dozens of azure magic energy punches immediately fell from the sky, completely engulfing Jabbar. However, this guy was also quite good. He withstood the attack in a daze, but as soon as he rushed out of the dust, he saw the young man's face.
A liquid ball spread out above his head. After receiving his own innate magic, he reflected and threw the elemental war hammer back.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Jabbar resisted one after another, and saw the war bear charging towards him, slashing with a thunderous axe. He finally gave up on resisting and retreated into the prison.
boom!
Downton rushed through, but had to rein in and stop because Jabbar rushed out again, blocking the rest of the prisoners.
"what do you mean?"
Downton also needs cannon fodder.
The entire audience was silent. They finally had an intuitive understanding of Downton's power.
"Jabbar, if you want to use my savior to establish authority, you have to ask my opinion first, right?" the eldest prince sarcastically said.
Downton glanced at the pale man, not looking at him for helping him speak, but he was not grateful. Because if he really meant to rescue, he would never wait until Jabbar took action before speaking.
"Yes. You are so ungrateful."
"You have been locked up for too long and your brain is damaged, right?"
"Hey, kid, thank you for saving me. It looks like you have a way out. Can you tell us?"
These dragon-slayers were no less than Jabbar. Seeing Downton's strength, they all showed a friendly attitude, whether sincerely or not.
"He has a way? Haha, what a joke. Don't forget, this is the laboratory of the Black Flame Church, one of the three major mysterious organizations in the mainland. Once you enter, you will never leave."
Just one word from Kareem Abdul-Jabbar caused morale to drop a lot.
"Then why don't you just die?"
Downton sarcastically said that after the previous round of confrontation, he was no longer afraid of Jabbar.
"Hmph, if I hadn't been injured too much and had undergone experiments, I could crush you to death with one finger." Jabbar snorted coldly, "If you want to go out, you can't attack blindly. You must first replenish your physical strength and magic energy, and heal yourself."
Regarding the injury, I see that your space equipment is intact, why don’t you contribute the supplies?”
As the regiment leader, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar knows how to induce the crowd. What do the prisoners lack most now? Not the regiment leader, but supplies. As long as the morale of the troops is stabilized, the people will be won over.
The prisoners looked at Downton, who was now being generalized.
The strong men at the dragon-slaying level also vaguely blocked Downton's way.
"Haha, a bunch of bastard fish, want to scare me? Go ahead and daydream!" Downton sat on the saddle of the war bear, pointed his battle ax at Jabbar angrily, and then drew a semicircle, "Come here if you are not afraid of death.
I can kill more than a dozen experimental subjects in a row, break out of the Colosseum, and run rampant in the laboratory, so why should I be afraid of soldiers like you?"
"Don't listen to his nonsense."
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar tried to regain his momentum, but to no avail.
The expressions of the prisoners changed. There was nothing they could do. Downton standing here was the best proof that they had really broken in.
"If you want to be fed, if you want to be treated, if you want to escape, just listen to me, or you will die!" Downton waved his hand and threw a healing halo to the prisoners, "I am a Templar, do you think I am talking to a
Whose words are more credible to the prisoner whose eyes are green from hunger?"
"Of course Captain Downton!"
Cazorla immediately expressed his support.
"Get out of the way, I'm still waiting to save someone."
Downton was no longer patient. He was blocking the way and was about to fight his way out.
"What are you waiting for? Downton can save the orc's wife and children for his promise, but will he give up on us?"
Cazorla shouted.
"Yes, support Captain Downton!"
"We'll do it with you!"
"Jabbar, if it weren't for others, you would still be squatting in prison. Why are you so arrogant?"
The prisoners' attitude immediately changed.
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's face turned green with anger. He was really being bullied by dogs. If a bastard like Downton had dared to shout at him before, he would have been punched to pieces.
"If I regain my strength, I will repay you a hundred times with this tone."
Seeing the prisoners rushing away from him, Jabbar suppressed his anger and gave up killing to establish his authority. (To be continued...)