Chapter 411: Aunt Hyperion's Best Friend

After successfully arriving at the exit hall on the fourth floor below ground in the prison, several people noticed that a deep red light was once again emitting from their bracelets, indicating that new changes had taken place in the information, functions, and permissions of this floor.

Staring at the bracelet, the optional exchange content of the service point has gradually appeared on the screen.

This includes [Contract Prisoners].

In this project, when I dragged the list to the end, I found the name of Antanas, and his information was followed by various types of warning notes.

Just to try to open the negotiation environment with Guardian Antanas, you need to pay 4,000 service points, and after entering the cell, the life or death of the prison guard cannot be guaranteed.

The relevant information was presented clearly with the fluctuation of the crimson text light, and also included a brief map of the prison's negative fourth floor and guidance on the location of the target prisoners.

"That's right, this is the Great Demon Guardian Antanas we are looking for."

After confirming that it was not a criminal with the same name, Lanci looked at Hyperion and said.

They were also now able to check which cell on the prison's negative fourth floor Antanas was in.

The coordinates of her cell were closer to the exit hall than the entrance hall, and with Lanqi leading the way, she would be able to get there quickly.

"Well, she won't do anything to me."

Hyperion said seriously.

She knew that the Great Poet of Love was immortal, and Lanqi would be more inclined to control the Great Poet of Love to negotiate with the Great Demon Tribe rather than let Hyperion take the risk.

But Hyperion was convinced that Guardian Antanas was someone she needed to convince, and she couldn't rely on Lanqi to help her with everything. Over time, she would become a useless person who could only open her mouth and wait for Lanqi to feed her.

Lanqi's terrible ambition, which he himself was not aware of, was full of maternal love like a wife who cared about others, plus his weird and omnipotent talent. The wine blended was actually a super poison! Hyperion knew this better than anyone else.

After confirming the negotiation plan, the group, led by the poet of great love, temporarily left the exit hall and headed towards the special cell along the road on the fourth floor below the prison.

The roads to the prison area, which they had not yet reached, seemed even more tortuous.

All the cells were locked with heavy metal doors, and the walls on both sides were made of cold and hard anti-magic steel. Thick seals were attached to the outside, and they seemed to breathe, lighting up and extinguishing regularly in a continuous cycle.

Occasionally, the sound of chains and low whispers can be heard in the distance, echoing in the quiet corridor, adding a sense of mystery and oppression.

The poet of great love followed the route indicated on the map on his bracelet, walking through corridors and passing heavy iron doors.

The surrounding environment made the three priests remain highly alert and they took every step with extreme caution.

As armed forces, they need to ensure the absolute safety of the two people in front.

Sometimes there would be prisoners who broke out of their cells in the inner layer of Helrom Prison and had to be controlled by the barrier, and the warden had to subdue them as soon as possible.

After a few minutes, the team successfully found a cell.

At first glance, there is no difference between it and any other cell door.

In order to prevent malicious prisoners from causing trouble and to release more dangerous criminals, the prison doors are kept consistent throughout the inner prison.

But only when the prison guards paid 4,000 service points at the door and the door of the cell slowly opened, could they find that this cell, which was specially used to detain super-serious criminals, was extremely sturdy and harsh.

The edge of the door is equipped with a complex sealing mechanism structure, which ensures that the door fits perfectly with the door frame when closed, making the sound insulation between the inside of the cell and the outside world excellent, and almost no sound can be transmitted through this heavy door.

The inside of the door seems to be made of a material created by magic that does not exist in this world. It has special resistance to various means of attack and can respond the moment it is attacked, triggering a level alarm.

Even when the cell door was open, a translucent light curtain remained in its place.

It is not only a soundproof magic, but also only the prison guards who open the cell can enter through the light curtain, while the prisoners inside will be blocked by the light curtain.

The Great Love Poet and Hyperion looked at each other and followed her into the cell, ordering the three Tyrant Priests to stay outside the door to guard it.

At this moment, he could finally vaguely see the interior of the pure white painted cell. It looked like heaven, but it was also a prison space that was tightly sealed on six sides. The light was interlaced, the dust in the air was clearly visible, and there was a vague human figure in the depths.

The figure seemed to be sitting at the innermost part of the cell and was not restrained too much.

She just sat there quietly.

It seems like he is waiting for something, or just waiting for time to pass.

Pass through the beams of light and slowly move forward.

All I saw was a short-haired beauty wearing a special prison uniform. One side of her hair was draped behind her ear, while the other side naturally hung down to her chin. Her soft facial features and heroic eyes made people wonder if she would look better with long hair.

Its obvious demonic characteristics most directly demonstrate its danger. Usually, such demons that are so powerful that the fluctuations of magic power cannot be felt are like the gods of death.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The moment Hyperion and the Great Poet saw her clearly, neither of them had any intention of running away and still walked towards her.

Antanas the Guardian had no reaction or words to the two prison guards who came to her cell.

Hyperion didn't stop until she was not far from Antanas.

She has multiple life-saving spells on her body, so even an eighth-level demon would need some effort to take action against her.

However, seeing that Guardian Antanas was not too aggressive as expected, Hyperion chose to salute the elder first according to the demon etiquette taught to her by the Ice Witch.

"Ms. Antanas..."

"I don't want your blood on my body anymore, please go away."

Before Hyperion could finish her sincere words, she was interrupted by the great demon Antanas.

She finally glanced at Hyperion, and for a moment Hyperion felt threatened by her soul, as if telling Hyperion: Don't make any negotiation requests that would require me to kill you.

Although Antanas did not seem to have the intention to kill, for the demons, killing the other party was just a common thing and did not require too much thought.

"I'm Talia's niece, and I want to ask you to help me."

Hyperion spoke succinctly, and at the same time removed the disguise magic, allowing Antanas to see her original appearance as a half-demon.

Suddenly, Antanas stared at the half-demon girl with silver hair and amber eyes, and was a little dazed.

It seemed as if they didn't understand what kind of camouflage magic she had used to deceive the Protoss Empire's series of security checks and even get into the fourth floor below ground in this prison.

Then, Antanas's eyes softened noticeably.

(End of this chapter)