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    It's definitely impossible to drill out directly, but that gas eye...

    Kevin glanced up, then hurriedly retracted his gaze, and followed Osved as he hurriedly tugged at the belt loop.

    "Ah - what! Aw - don't pull! The pants are going to fall!" Mio grabbed the waistband of his pants tightly, and was pulled up and down by the robber-like Kevin, while throwing the metal bar that stabbed the lock to the giant orc Xiao: "Take it, hurry up! If you can put a few, put a few, we just can't fight them head-on, we should be blocked before we go out!"

    The giant orc gang of tall and rough men have never been able to do such meticulous work of stealing chickens and dogs, Xiao held the slender stick, his mind was not completely out of the coma, and his face was stunned: "How to save? "

    "Don't be stupid, give it to me!" Osved grabbed it.

    As an emperor, he didn't know why he had the perfect lock-picking skills, and no matter who was locked in the dungeon, he caught one and stabbed one, and opened three prison doors one after another at a speed of three seconds.

    Kevin grabbed the metal ring on Mio's belt, and quickly opened the two prison doors here.

    The mighty army poured in from the entrance on the ground like a flood. Mio shouted, "Damn, come on!" and rushed over with Xiao and the others. In the process, he picked up the long sword that fell on the ground. It also wears a sand ghost's heart. As for the heart of that shrill voice, it has turned into sand.

    "Don't step on the sand on the ground!" Kevin reminded them as he poked the keyhole.

    Mio's mind moved, and he took the sword and fought with the guards who poured in.

    A bare deputy commander wearing light armor without his subordinates, a giant orc who is 2.5 meters tall and muscular but a little soft because of the medicinal effects, and a lion with blind eyes and crippled claws... What do you think of the three? There are some stubborn guys who just lie on the other side of the dungeon aisle, killing one by one, quite a kind of attitude of being a husband and a man.

    The little lion class originally wanted to pounce on it, but was pushed back by his father with a backhand paw.

    "Ben, do you know Dan?! Dan! Just keep him in the cell opposite us, wake him up! Go!" Xiao roared and shouted at him without even turning his head back.

    Ben Lian rushed back and hurriedly stopped in front of Kevin's unlocked cell door: "Quick, quick, quick!"

    With a click of the door lock, Ben rushed in, and beat the sturdy man on the ground with all his might.

    "Wake up!! If you don't wake up, you will be turned into a roasted bird!! Do you want to live!!" Ban roared into Dan's ear, so powerful that he almost choked to death on his own saliva.

    little bird?

    Kevin glanced at the brawny man, and then glanced at the big fist above his head again.

    Osved pried open a row of cell doors, and the people inside were also awakened by the movement in the cell, and those who pretended to be dizzy also rolled over and jumped up. For a time, the narrow tunnel of the dungeon was full of people... all kinds of people.

    There are Eldars who prefer the Shroud, who are naturally thin and thin, some stand up like a hill, and there are two large giant orcs in one person, and there are ordinary-looking Ouna people like Kevin.

    Ona means the relics of the gods in the ancient language, but unfortunately they didn't inherit any divine power except for being well-proportioned and decent. The spirits are good at witchcraft and have a long life. The giant orcs are naturally fierce and powerful, and the Ouna people, who are divided into several countries, have no innate advantages, so they can only rely on cleverness.

    "Life-saving little cleverness." Osved opened the last keyhole and dropped the metal rod in his hand.

    On weekdays, these races have more or less friction and festivals with each other, either directly fighting each other, or staying away from each other's wells and rivers. In today's circumstances, it is surprisingly harmonious.

    "Stupid, fight!" Osved shouted angrily.

    After all, Mio and the others have few people. Even if they have a terrain advantage, it is impossible for them to be truly unstoppable. After only so much time, they retreated while killing, and were pushed back by the influx of guards. Those who were released from the prison finally recovered from their surprise and stunnedness, and threw themselves into the battle.

    "Are you from Thunder Sound City or our Golden Lion Country? Oh, no matter what you do, you're from Ouna anyway, so why do you think you're a giant orc? Fighting a ghost with your bare hands! Grab a sword!" Mio said while fighting Curse, you will be spitting up blood by a few stunned blue energy.

    "Giant orcs, the beast-shaped wedges are sharp, and the human figures keep up! No matter which country the Ouna clan is from, the one who grabs the sword will copy it from both sides! The spirit clan is in front of the line, and you can do witchcraft before killing!" Kevin stabbed with a sword Wear two guards and yell at the chaotic crowd.

    Osved is extremely tall, and he looks lonely and strong in the torrent of crowds, obviously exceeding the general height of the Ona tribe, and even standing in front of the giant orcs is not so embarrassing. He twisted one guard's neck, avoided another stabbed sword, chopped off the weapon, grabbed the man's arm and threw it on the back, pinning the guard in the sand.

    The guard screamed and was instantly turned into a cloud of sand.

    Mio also brought a bunch of people over, and all of them were trapped in this pile of sand.

    "No..." Osved let out a "tsk". Taking advantage of his height, he glanced over. They killed one wave after another, and a steady stream of guards were pouring into the dungeon, with no end in sight. Before they can kill them, they should be exhausted.

    Kevin reminded without turning his head: "Look at the angry eyes above your head! Go to Dan!"

    Osved glanced up, stared at it for a moment, and finally found a tiny cobweb-like crack next to the air eye.

    He instantly understood what Kevin meant, turned his head and grabbed the strong man Dan who was rushing to kill, and shouted in the noise: "What is your animal shape, roast bird?"

    Dan: "...you fucking roast the bird!"

    "Answer quickly! Do you want to live?!" Osved almost wanted to roar into his ear, but unfortunately, even if he was much taller than the average Ouna clan, he was still some distance away from the average height of giant orcs, so he couldn't roar in his ear. .

    "Okay Eagle!" Dan yelled back.

    Osved killed another guard and rummaged on him, but to no avail, he simply took off the half-finger armor on the guard's hand and put it on his hand, pointed at the air eye above his head and said to Dan, "Change the shape of a beast! Go up!"

    Dan glanced at the people in the melee with a confused look on his face, and reluctantly changed his form. The sound of eagles echoed in the tunnel. Birds of prey that were bigger than people could hardly use their fists in this broken place. It took half a day to stretch out its wings.

    Osved rolled over on its back quite unceremoniously.

    Dan: "..."

    It has long wings, and a strong wind instantly flips the guards nearby.

    Looking at it in this way, it felt that it had found another direction of attack, and it instantly gained momentum, flapping its giant wings one after another, making the guards almost unsteady.

    "Damn it, I'm about to rush into the enemy's nest!" Xiao turned back and shouted with a long scar on his face.

    Dan gave him two more slaps in a very unfriendly manner.

    resemble:"……"

    Osved climbed on the eagle's back and leaned precariously to the roof.

    He touched the fist-sized gas eye, looked at the trend of the crack, and then clenched his fist and aimed it at the gas eye, which was a blow.

    His strength was surprisingly great, and he used ten times ten again, and even the muscles on his shoulders were pulled into extremely fine and smooth lines. He grabbed the iron armor from the guards on his hands, the texture was hard, and the edges and corners were sharp.

    With just one punch, the cracks around the air eye became more obvious, and stone slag fell from the gap, and all splashed on Dan's back.

    However, the red hair is thick and hard, and he didn't even feel the powder residue. He just stared at the guards below, and kept flapping his wings, making life and death a little messy.

    Osved punched again, shattering a circle around his anger eye. This time, not only stone powder but also stones fell.

    Dan turned his head back into a human form in horror, and shouted with a bird feather on his back, "What the hell are you doing?!"

    Osved didn't answer, just smashed his eyes hard.

    Kara -

    The sound of cracking continued to sound, one after another like a chain effect. The air eye was enlarged, and the surrounding cracks became longer and longer, and became more and more obvious, like a huge spider web, emanating from this place and connecting to other air eyes.

    bang-bang-bang-

    Three more hits, and the fist that Osved slammed down was probably no smaller than the giant orc.

    Everyone finally realized that something was wrong. The entire dungeon shook a bit. Gravels kept falling on the roof, and the dust and lime exploded into a piece in the dungeon, which was choking and obstructing vision.

    All the tools that the people of the Spirit Race could use were collected, and there was nothing left except a shroud.

    But that didn't stop them from using the most basic witchcraft.

    don't know what they were chanting in a dazzling way, and they saw that the head of the Spirit Race finger suddenly pointed forward, all the wall fire in the dungeon jumped into his hand, condensed into a huge fireball, and then slammed into it. Go out, like a fire dragon, swimming straight from one end of the tunnel to the other.

    Countless guards screamed as if they were fried, and the metal armor instantly heated up after being roasted, and it could burn a layer of skin alive.

    "Get out of the way!" Osved roared, punching him again.

    He heard a loud bang of "Boom—", and the cracked roof was completely smashed by him, and the huge stones collapsed like the sky and the earth cracked, and they all smashed into the dungeon.

    Dan: "My day!!!!"

    He was almost hit with a concussion among the falling stones, and flapped his wings frantically in shock, Osved pressed the back of his neck and said, "Go down!"

    The giant eagle leaned over among the falling stones, and Osved shouted at the panicked crowd: "The flying giant orcs change form! The rest of the people can climb on their backs or grab their legs or they can follow you! Come on as many as you can. gone!"

    After he finished speaking, he grabbed Kevin's arm and grabbed Mio, making them roll over onto the eagle's back.

    The screams of raptors suddenly sounded behind him, and the beasts roared one after another. With a long snort, Dan took the lead and rushed out of the huge hole in the collapsed roof of the dungeon.

    Suddenly there was a series of roars underfoot - the dungeon completely collapsed.

    But they came out without a hitch!

    Osved and the others went from lying on their backs to hanging upright in an instant, almost rolled off the back of the soaring giant eagle, and had to hold onto Dan's hard feathers.

    "I won't be able to fly for a long time. You guys are so heavy!" Dan growled, circling in the air, as if he wanted to throw them off. But he didn't dare to land in the next second, because he found that on the main city wall of Feiling City, countless densely packed guards were holding long bows, full of strings, and facing them from a distance.

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