"Form a formation! Kill... uh uh... uh..."
Before he could finish his words, the team leader fell down, holding his neck with a look of horror.
Until his death, he never figured out how an invader who was pinned to the ground by countless sword tips could appear right in front of him in the blink of an eye.
He couldn't figure out what kind of magical weapon the flash of silver light in the other party's hand was that could so accurately allow him to retain consciousness for a few seconds before death.
"Bang——"
The body fell to the ground, blood splattered everywhere.
As the sound of falling to the ground was heard, Cheng Shi moved. Like the blood foam sprayed by the corpse, he appeared behind each knight present in turn, gently drew a stream of light with a scalpel, and left in an instant without any reluctance.
In the blink of an eye, a long scarlet mark appeared on the necks of all the knights. The eye-catching red line was intertwined with the blood foam sprayed in the air and the refracted silver light that had not yet disappeared, as if a circle of musical scores had been drawn out of thin air. At a certain moment, along with the hum in Cheng Shi's throat, it played a passionate melody of sudden change of fate.
The end of this movement is a series of "bang bang bang bang" sounds of people falling to the ground.
At this moment, the elegant clown sang praises to "fate" and paid tribute to "death" with a magnificent performance.
But the show is not over yet, because support has arrived from below.
Cheng Shi watched as teams of knights poured out of the staircase again, shouting "Order Above" and charging towards him. He sighed helplessly, and once again got ready to perform on stage.
But at this moment, his support arrived.
"Swish swish——"
A burst of rapid arrow firing sounds was heard, and a rainstorm of arrows shot towards them from the direction from which Cheng Shi came.
The arrow carried the terrifying power of decay, which decayed the life force of the guard knight the moment it hit him, turning him into a dried corpse with white skin, withered flesh and protruding bones, and an old and decayed appearance.
The most terrifying thing is that there is not just one such mummy, but a pile of them!
All the knights who rushed out in front of Cheng Shi were decayed by the sudden dusk, but they were not dead yet. They fell to the ground weakly, covering their wounds. The fragile bones in their bodies could not even withstand such a degree of impact and made a crisp breaking sound.
"......"
Cheng Shi was stunned. He looked back in surprise, only to see Yu Mu, who was transformed into a tree servant by Hong Lin, appeared at the door at some point, and was slowly approaching him with a bow and arrow in his hand.
To be honest, if he had not seen the miserable plight of the knights first, and only saw the other party approaching, Cheng Shi would even think that they were coming to fight him.
Fortunately, it’s a helper!
His face changed from happy to sad. He no longer cared about the old knights whose swords fell to the ground and they were no longer able to struggle to get up. Instead, he bent down and began to pick up the dice on the ground.
"Look at you, if you had come a few seconds earlier, would I have thrown dice all over the floor? This thing is difficult to handle, use less and less..."
At this time, Yu Mu was just a tree servant. He would not act like a licker like Qu Yan to help Cheng Shi pick up the dice. His order was to protect Cheng Shi, so he only paid attention to the possible dangers around him.
Seeing that the other party had no reaction, Cheng Shi curled his lips, quickly picked up the dice, cleared a path among the many old knights who could not move, and continued to walk to the lower level.
As for those knights who are not dead, they are probably as good as dead.
"Follow me."
Cheng Shi walked very quickly. Since there were thugs in the dungeon, there was no need to waste time pretending to be a knight.
Although all the prisoners in the Howling Iron Prison are on death row, there are differences between them. When Cheng Shi just bumped into the group of knights, he discovered that the prisoners on this floor had dull eyes and did not care about the movements on the ground at all. It was obvious that they had lost their souls due to torture and interrogation.
He didn't know if all the prisoners in this prison were like this. If so, then he would be a complete clown on this trip.
He and the tree servant quickly went down several floors, and dealt with several waves of knights who went to the upper floors for support. When they reached the seventh floor of the dungeon, Cheng Shi suddenly found several familiar faces in the huge cell.
In fact, they were not that familiar with each other, because these people were exactly the four teammates that Cheng Shi had seen at the beginning of the trial, not one was missing, and they were now neatly hung on the iron rack.
Of course, there are many other prisoners on this floor besides these four, but the other prisoners are far less "lively" than these four, because they seem to be trying to untie themselves and attempt to escape.
But these people looked very tired, as if they had failed many times.
After seeing this scene, Cheng Shi was delighted. He turned around and went to the corridor to grab a set of knight's armor, put it on, then casually smeared some blood on his face to refresh the dried and solidified blood stains. He suddenly changed his demeanor, pretended to be injured, and staggered towards the four people.
The four people who were trying to escape by cutting off their wrists saw the knight who had just gone to support them running back with blood all over his face. Everyone felt a sinking feeling in their hearts and a solemn expression on their faces.
They didn't know what was happening outside and thought they could take advantage of the chaos to escape. But now it seems that the chaos has come, but the opportunity is gone.
The eight eyes of the four people kept staring at the approaching Cheng Shi, secretly on guard. Cheng Shi was the same. He stumbled closer, lowering his head slightly to hide his eyes, but his gaze never left his teammates.
After watching for a while, he found that these people were by no means mediocre. Even if their scores were not enough to reach the top, they were at least masters with a score of around 2,000.
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