Looking at Cazorla's body, Downton became furious and punched Jabbar with both fists.
Phew! Phew!
The flaming fist tore through the air, drawing out corona-shaped lines of orange-red fire.
"Everyone, work harder, he's dead." Jabbar took the machete he snatched from the jailer and chopped off Downton's head.
The prisoners who came up under siege all showed their special skills. Some of them were gifted with summoning magic, so more than a dozen elemental puppets appeared, either spitting magic at Downton or attacking with hand-to-hand combat.
There are also some people who go to grab the grimoire and want to make it surrender.
Downton stepped back with his left foot, turned his body, avoided the scimitar's direct slash, and punched out with his right fist.
With a flick of Jabbar's wrist, the scimitar changed its line and struck Downton's neck. At the same time, he raised his knees to block the fist.
boom!
The fists and knees collided, and a strong force immediately struck, forcing Kareem Abdul-Jabbar to retreat, and the subsequent offensive could not be launched.
Downton leaned forward and continued to charge fiercely.
Roar! Roar!
The two people roared a war cry at the same time. Downton's Lonely Mountain was too strong-willed and had no adverse reactions at all, while Jabbar was dizzy from the shock. After all, he had been tortured in prison for several years and his physical condition had declined.
It's awesome. It's okay to bully a bastard, but if you run into Downton, you're dead.
Taking advantage of the enemy's distraction, Downton unleashed Thousand Splits in the Sky, giving him absolutely no chance to dodge.
The giant barbarian appeared, tearing the air with his arms, and drowned Jabbar in the continuous sonic boom.
The elemental dragon rushed over while spitting magic. Before it could hurt Downton, he was swept away by the Overlord Fist.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Amidst the violent explosion of elements, there were the shocked expressions of a group of prisoners, with their mouths wide enough to stuff a duck egg.
The powerful elemental dragon was actually smashed into pieces without even a splash. It was really scary.
"What kind of martial arts is this? It's so powerful."
"It's absolutely epic. I feel that there is a ray of law in this boxing technique."
"Jabbar made a mistake this time."
The prisoners standing nearby gloated over the misfortune and began to cheer for Downton. Some of the cleverest ones took the initiative to intercept those who besieged Downton.
In fact, it was not necessary. The moment Jabbar was beaten to a pulp by the Overlord Punch, everyone, including those who were causing trouble for Homer, stopped in their tracks.
An elemental dragon roared towards him. Downton didn't even move his position. His right fist shook, and the flaming punch came down like a meteor shower, blasting it into pieces.
"Run quickly!"
Seeing the flames burning in Downton's hands, burning the head of Jabbar in his hand into black ashes. Everyone who participated in the rebellion was horrified and turned around and ran away.
They did not expect that after Downton advanced, not only was he not injured, but his strength increased greatly. This level was completely comparable to that of a powerful seventh-level dragon slayer.
"Don't even think about running away!"
Downton shot out, leaving a trail of orange-red tail flames behind him.
An unlucky man was caught up. Before he could resist, he felt a pain in his chest and subconsciously lowered his head. He saw an arm piercing his chest.
boom!
The arm ignited the unlucky guy, causing him to be swallowed up by the flames and burned to ashes in an instant.
"Quick! Quick! Quick! Stop them!"
The prisoners who had not taken action just now were happy. Downton did not disappoint. They shouted and began to spontaneously intercept the troublemaking prisoners. In fact, there were some people with ulterior motives among these people, but they just didn't show it.
Capture the dragon! Capture the bird! Storm hammer!
Downton's long-range moves were executed smoothly. As each prisoner was knocked down, the remaining people all stopped and begged for mercy when they saw that their way out was blocked.
"Captain. We were all coerced by Jabbar, please spare our lives!"
The prisoners put the blame on Jabbar, since there was no evidence to prove it anyway.
"If you can resurrect Cazorla, I will forgive you!"
Downton sighed. No matter what purpose Cazorla had, he was still on his own side. If he didn't seek justice, he would feel guilty.
The prisoners were dumbfounded. How could a dead person be resurrected? If they had such strength, they would not have been caught. So they complained one after another, "Captain, you are deliberately making things difficult for us."
Downton's answer was simple. He pointed to the sky with his right hand, and the fire cloud overflowed, followed by the self-destruction of crows, and fired with all his strength.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
There was another series of explosions. One-fifth of the people could not withstand it and were seriously injured. Even those who survived were burned to death.
"Downton, please stop forcing us. Otherwise, if we fight to the death, we can help you support us."
Some people couldn't bear the pressure of death and shouted out, and others echoed them.
"Okay, come on then!"
Downton waved his hand with a disdainful tone.
The prisoners watched as Downton, who was covered in flames and had long red hair, casually blew up the last elemental dragon. After all, he was too fierce in appearance and did not dare to commit suicide together.
"Captain, we are all human beings. Is it necessary to kill them all like this?" The prisoners were so tough that they had no choice but to be soft. "I still have a wife and children. I just want to go back alive."
"You want to go back? Doesn't anyone else want to go back? Does this justify you in killing people and grabbing trophies?"
Downton has gained a profound understanding of human nature. No wonder the whole continent says that the human race is the most scheming. It has reached this stage and is still fighting among itself!
"If you have the ability, you have the power. If you are at the peak of Dragon Slaying, if you become the leader and have a lot of cannon fodder, plus your weapons, you can get out alive."
Homer is not surprised. Class is omnipresent, and those at the top can always get the most benefits.
"We are forced to do so, but everyone knows we are wrong. Please give us a chance. Anyway, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar is dead and your anger has subsided." The prisoners were eloquent.
"If you want to leave here, you will definitely need cannon fodder. We are willing to fight for you."
"Captain, please spare us this time. It was Jabbar who killed him, and we didn't do anything?"
Seeing a group of magicians, and even a strong man at the dragon-slaying level, begging softly. Downton did not feel the slightest relief, but instead felt a strong sense of nausea in his heart.
In order to survive, you really don’t even have your personality. If you live like this humble lost dog, will you really be happy?
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Cheap God teases.
"If it were me, I would rather die in battle!"
Downton curled his lips.
"Everyone has his or her own ambitions. You can't judge others by your own values." Homer shook his head. Downton was still immature.
"What to do now? Kill them all?"
Downton was so angry that he had no intention of killing them. After all, this was a laboratory full of dangers. One more prisoner would disperse the enemy's forces.
"Let them leave two fingers each and get out."
Homer didn't bother to compete with these houseboys.
"Did you hear what Homer said? Do it or die."
Without Downton's orders, the prisoners behind them all surrounded them, cutting off their way.
"us……"
A prisoner tried to save himself, but before he could finish his sentence, he was stabbed in the thigh by a golden dragon spear.
"If you talk nonsense again, I'll cut off one of your hands!"
Downton's sharp eyes swept over this group of people.
"you are vicious!"
One guy with a flat head gritted his teeth and smashed the fingers of his other hand with one punch. Someone took the lead and others started to follow suit.
"Captain, these guys have ferocious expressions. They must hate you to death. Why don't you just kill them?"
Someone suggested. Then the prisoners made a fuss and a commotion occurred, but they were quickly restrained.
"Let them go, huh, you want to kill me?" Downton laughed, "Let me tell you. I am the Duke of the West in Frankfurt. Come to me if you are not afraid of death."
"Let's go!"
A group of rebellious prisoners left. Although they wanted to pluck Downton's skin, they dared not even say a harsh word.
"Captain, what should we do now?"
The prisoners gathered around. Their smiles became much more humble.
"Go to the animal pen to find the orcs!"
Downton didn't have much affection for these guys who refused to save Cazorla, but when it came to employing people, he had no choice but to endure it.
How dare the prisoners have any objections? This is a master who can climb up the stairs without getting hurt. He can't afford to offend him!
"How many potions were harvested?"
Looking at the potions that could not be taken away, Downton felt so distressed that he only lost blood.
"It's impossible to estimate, but it's an amount that would make even a great potion master laugh out loud." Homer smiled, "If that Mata doesn't get so angry that he vomits blood, I'll take your last name."
After capturing a few prisoners, Downton knew the shortest route to the animal pen. Although he encountered several groups of guards along the way, he did not need to take action with this group of armed cannon fodder.
"No wonder everyone wants to be a general. If you encounter trouble, there are a lot of soldiers you can use!"
Downton murmured and rushed into a wide corridor. At the end was a tall iron door. Before he could get close, hundreds of crossbow arrows were fired from the square opening on the door.
Amidst the jingling noise, the unlucky ones in front were knocked over.
"kill!"
After three waves of arrows, the stone door opened, and a group of green-skinned orcs came out fiercely. The prisoners did not want to be killed, so they fought back.
"Stop it all, I'm here to find someone."
Downton shouted, but he didn't know the name of the orc who died in the battle, so no one paid any attention to him, which made him extremely depressed.
Homer opened the war space, and the bone dragon flapped its wings and flew out, spraying out a breath of dragon breath, blocking the attack of the orcs. Fortunately, he did not intend to kill anyone, otherwise at least half of these orcs would be lost.
"Who is the chief here? Come out and speak. I was entrusted to save a half-orc mother and her son." Downton roared.
Threatened by the bone dragon, all the orcs on the opposite side ran back in a hurry, but still no one answered.
"I, Di Polo, am so difficult to communicate with!"
Downton had no choice but to chase after him. As a result, this move immediately aroused hostility, and another crossbow arrow was fired at him for sniping.
"Ma Lebi, don't worry, let's kill a group first and then talk!"
Downton couldn't stand it anymore and was about to throw the Storm Hammer to clear the area when a rough voice rang out, "Human, what are the names of the mother and son you want to save?"
Downton hesitated for a moment, but still did not say anything. Seeing that the orcs had not been restricted from freedom, they should be slaves, loyal to Mata. If they reported on it, or captured the mother and son as hostages, it would be troublesome for the next actions.