Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 220 The Heavenly Prison Grinds the Realm of the Heart Gap

Yaleriga had already heard of the "Hell of the Overpass" before she and Villar came to this point.Not only because the villagers from outside are in awe of it, but even Melendra's memory also has its shadow.But it wasn't called that at the time.At least before the first massacre, this arch bridge-like prison across the bottomless ravine was used to imprison foreign dissidents, supporters of the eldest son of King Ragorgon, or mages from afar.

At that time, its owner was by no means a third-rate person like Villar who was difficult to get on the stage (at most, a third-rate, even when Yale Liga loved him the most), but by "Eye in the Snail". A few of the best students of the school are jointly controlled.They used the wealth and power left by the teacher to control Princess Hill, and turned to those who opposed them to build this prison.Using the corpse oil from the eldest daughter of King Lagorgon, the ashes of a thousand virtuous sages, and the spell iron watered by millions of elven slaves...they used all the most extravagant and vicious things they knew. Witchcraft, the meaning of its behavior has gone beyond the simple prisoner, but to show off its own power and intimidate those who dare to resist.Many mortal kingdoms or divine kingdoms were destroyed because of them, and finally they got together the skulls of a hundred different royal family members, which were fused into the bottom of the cursed iron bridge in turn according to the degree of dignity in their eyes.

Among them, the one who got the highest status was the youngest daughter of their teacher, Iris. "Poor little princess" - they called her by this almost humiliatingly, without leaving the slightest pity for the orphans of the dead teacher, or maybe that was just what the supreme authority of "Eye in the Snail" was in the era of King Lagorgon. act of retaliation.So far, they have called this vicious prison capable of trapping all mages "Iron Skull Rainbow".

What happened since then is vague to Allerica.The peak owners once united to kill the blood of their teacher, but in the end they turned against each other and slaughtered each other, and were driven off the peak of power by outsiders.The first massacre ended with the defeat of the old peak masters, and the second was almost a loss for both sides.During this process, the "Iron Skull Rainbow" held prisoners of various positions, and the skull embedded in its bottom was buried deep into the bridge body due to the burial of spells, and its name was gradually obliterated in the frequent reciprocating power changes.When Yale Liga and Villar happened to pass by the mountain road together and saw the dark rainbow line hanging between the mountains, she found that Villar's memory of the name was very weak.

"That's the prison of the sky bridge." He introduced Yale Liga in this way, "The things left by the former peak masters can be used to imprison the mage."

Can be used to imprison mages.This is Villar's understanding of Iron Skull Rainbow.He boasted to Yale Liga that this was the strongest and oldest cage in the entire Silent School, and it was a place from which "Crimson Vera" could not escape, but he didn't even know its real name at all.This did not surprise Yarella, because Villar, who has the blood of the Sisterhood, is undoubtedly an outsider. In the era when the students of "Eye in the Snail" were in power, he had nothing to do with the Doomsday Temple he is now in charge of. There is no doubt that they will all be thrown into it, tortured and then executed lingeringly.

But times have changed. Both "Eye in the Snail" and his two older brothers died in the collapse of the royal court. The secret society he founded once intended to stay away from the mundane in silence and pursue the eternal way, but now it is full of lunatics and executioner.When Yale Liga was still in love with Villar, she thought he was just depressed and paranoid because of a dream, but now that she is in prison, she feels that Villar is so innocent and cute-it's like a baby on the mother's body Sucks rotting blood.

This little cutie reappeared at the moment when he was making a fuss in prison.When the Aconitum dodged the wild fruit seed spray of the boy in red in embarrassment, he walked to the cell door in a sleek and majestic manner.The boy in red shifted his target without thinking, and blasted the last fruit core at Villar.

Yale Liga didn't know if he did it on purpose, but the final landing of the core was disastrous.When Villar appeared, he raised his head dignifiedly and aloofly as usual.He probably wanted to lean over to talk to the Aconitum, when a fruit core shot from obliquely below, hitting his nostril, which is usually difficult for outsiders to see.

Villar stood there in a daze, fluttering the wings of his nose slightly as if he didn't understand the situation, but the fruit core didn't fall out because of this—it was probably firmly blocked in his nasal passage.This situation made it clear to everyone that if he didn't want it to stay there, he had to take it out with his fingers or a thin stick.

The boy in red stared at him with no expression on his face, but his mouth was slightly opened in astonishment.After a while, Yareriga saw him quietly tucking the remaining wild fruit branches into his sleeves.

There was silence in the prison.Prisoners, jailers, guards, and aconites all stood frozen like wooden sculptures.Kumao, standing on the edge of the group of people, poked his head on tiptoe, his eyes met Yareriga, and he immediately retreated in a hurry.

Villar finally understood what had happened to him.He covered half of his face with his sleeve, panting rapidly because of anger, but because of the special congested condition in his nasal passages, the more intense his breathing was, the louder the rough cry when the fine pores were blocked.Finally he had to open his mouth to breathe, lest the core choke any deeper.

Aconitum hurriedly pushed aside the crowd and walked quickly to check for him.He only glanced through Villars' sleeve before whispering in a tone of non-joking concern, "You've got to get it out, Villars. Your airways are as fragile as tricksters, It could hurt you."

Villar couldn't answer.Still covering his face with one hand, he glanced at the quiet guards in bewilderment and fury.Everyone was unsmiling and dignified when they met his gaze, but Yale Liga saw that Sati's eyebrows were getting higher and higher, almost touching his temples.

In the end he had to leave with the Aconitum for a while, to solve his problem in a place where no one was seeing.As soon as he disappeared, all the guards frantically hit the walls, knocked on the tables and chairs, or just rolled around on the ground.No one dared to utter a laugh, so everything was done in silence, like the revelry of mutes in a madhouse.

The young man in red sat cross-legged in the center of the cell with a straight face.He allowed the people outside the prison to behave strangely, while he stared blankly, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him.

Yale Liga lay on her place, flicking her tail once and for all.She thought for a moment, then broke off a bit of the frayed corner of the chain, and threw it towards the boy.

The boy in red turned his gaze to her.The two of them hadn't said anything else since the day he first came uttering the word "demon".

Allerica stared at him.At this moment, she was lying on the ground, propping her upper body on her elbows, almost at the eye level of the other party.She felt that the boy seemed to be shining slightly from this angle.

"They'll get back at you," she said to the boy.It was such an obvious fact that she wondered why she had to say it again.

The boy in red looked at her, and then continued to look blankly.After a full 10 minutes, the Aconitum came back alone.He came to the prison door without an iron in his hand.

"Let's talk, boy," he said.

The young man in red didn't seem to hear his voice, and kept wandering in his mind.But then the Aconitum smiled kindly and tolerantly.

"Perhaps you don't believe it," he said, "I'm just a dull old man, but I can understand you. I've lived a long time and seen all kinds of people. Now you think we're right You are no threat, for your body is not made of mortal matter. But—oh, my child, the spirit world is another matter. It seems to me that you are more than a weakness, for example, if you pretend If you don’t understand my order, next time I will let ten pregnant women cut their stomachs open in front of you.”

　I'm a little busy today, sorry for the lateness.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)