The Demon Palace Dungeon is the most indestructible prison cell except for the Gods' Prison. It is built two hundred meters underground. Apart from a few faint lights, there is no other light. Coldness and loneliness are the main features of this place.
Na Yue has been imprisoned here for several months. Now that the gods and demons are at loggerheads, they will naturally not let her, a prisoner, go easily.
Her white clothes were tattered and stained with blood, and there was not a single piece of healthy flesh on her exposed skin. Because her divine power was sealed, she could not use her self-healing spells. Her old wounds did not heal, and new wounds continued to form. Her body was already at the end of its strength.
But compared to the pain in her body, the boundless loneliness made her more desperate.
She believed that the gods would not ignore her life or death, but she did not believe that she could get out alive. She could hear the ping-pong sound of the demons' abacus from miles away.
In the past few days, apart from the normal guards, there were no demons in the dungeon. It was abnormally quiet, and the calm before the storm made her anxious.
There was a rustling sound coming from the cell opposite. Na Yue suppressed the emotions in her eyes and looked across.
He grinned and said, "You're not dead yet."
The person opposite snorted, "The hexagram says that even if you die, I won't die~~"
"Tsk." Na Yue curled her lips.
There was no more talk from the other side, and there was another rustling sound mixed with light tapping. Hearing the familiar voice, Na Yue rolled her eyes silently. The so-called great wizard of the demon clan was spying on the so-called secrets of heaven again.
With a soft "ding-dong" sound, the divination ended. The next second, Du Hui couldn't help but get excited, "The divination says that we can get out soon."
In the dim light, he stood up suddenly, his expression unable to conceal his excitement, "Hahahahahaha, wait until I get out, wait until I get out..." After a pause, his face was grim and he said in a rough voice, "I'll fucking destroy your demon palace!!!"
The sound was deafening and full of anger.
Na Yue didn't even raise her eyelids, silently counting one, two, three. After counting three times, the dungeon guard just walked to Duhui's cell.
"What are you yelling about? If you yell again, I'll skin you alive!"
The guards were no longer surprised by his occasional crazy behavior, but it was still very annoying!
He angrily knocked on Duhui's cell door with the iron rod in his hand as a threat.
Seeing this, the cowardly Du Hui immediately shrank back into the corner, daring only to stare at the other person.
"Oh, you lunatic!" The guard sneered and was too lazy to bother him.
Seeing him leave without looking back, Du Hui immediately became alert again, mumbling to herself, "I'm going out, I'm going out."
Na Yue rolled her eyes to the sky. The disheveled man opposite her, whose appearance was so dirty that it was hard to tell whether he was a human or a ghost, claimed to be a demon wizard. No one knew what crime he had committed, so he was locked up in this dark dungeon. His mental state was abnormal. Every time he woke up, he would tell fortunes. No matter what the result of the divination was, he would shout until he called the guards and was beaten. He would not stop until he was beaten.
But recently he has learned his lesson and knows not to confront the guards anymore. He just squats in the corner to avoid being beaten.
Normally, Na Yue would have laughed at him, but lately she has been too weak and has no energy to do so.
She managed to sit up, looked across, and said hoarsely, "Hey, crazy guy."
The madman suddenly stopped and looked at her eagerly, "What are you doing?"
Na Yue curled her lips and said viciously, word by word, "It's so noisy."
Du Hui blinked innocently, and seeing she had no other reaction, she nervously repeated, "We're going out."
Na Yue: ...
Don't argue with a psychopath.
Na Yue was still too weak and slowly fell asleep while listening to Du Hui's muttering.
When she woke up again, in the dim light, she met a pair of clear and indifferent golden eyes.
It's the gods.
Her mouth was dry and tears could no longer be stopped from flowing. "You are finally here."
Zhao Zhao's eyes clearly reflected the miserable state of the goddess. He lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm late. I'm sorry."
He leaned over, carefully avoiding touching the wounds on her body, and slowly picked her up.
Na Yue put on a rare gentle smile. She said, "The demons have been acting strangely lately. I suspect there's something fishy going on. Be careful."
Zhao Zhao nodded. He had already made all the necessary plans when he came here.
The system only gave a general idea of the plot, without explaining the specific circumstances of the rescue. He could only roughly guess the danger, but his purpose in coming here was to prevent the same plot from happening again.
Every son of God or daughter of God who comes here today must return safely.
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