Chapter 632: Death, Death, Death (5)
Everglades.
In the middle of the night, a thick fog like milk enveloped the entire swamp, even though the northern frontier of the empire had bloomed in spring, the swamp was still cold and biting, and the thick humidity made it difficult for people to breathe.
Fort Hydrera stands in the heart of the Everglades.
It's a barren hill, and there aren't even a few big trees that look like it. In the sparse bushes, rats, foxes and other small creatures scurried back and forth in groups, and groups of swamp wolves and shadow wolves shuttled through the mist like ghosts, occasionally making high-pitched wolf howls.
Inside the gray Hydrera Castle, a few dim lights flickered.
Some of the children of the nobility who had been sent to Fort Hydrera at the same time as Magnum were curled up under the covers, crying quietly.
The temperature was cold enough to freeze the dogs, and the sheets and quilts that Fort Hydrera had distributed to the imprisoned prisoners were so thin that they could barely let in the light. Their beds, also made of extremely old thin planks, do not have any warmth.
Not only that, but their daily standards have also been deducted to the extreme.
In the words of a prince from a certain ducal family, a beggar in Hyderabador eats better than them.
I couldn't sleep when I was so cold, and I was so hungry that my stomach growled.
Since they were assigned here, these sons have understood what it means to be in hell.
There are many people who can't endure the difficult conditions here, and there have been several times when some people have tried to escape here secretly.
But stationed at Fort Hydrera was the most hardcore old Delen. They are the natives of the Everglades, the most original blood descendants of the Hydreraborg family, they are rude, strong, tendoned, and their loyalty to Hydra is unshakable.
In particular, the strength of each of them was incomparably stronger, far more powerful than those secret guards in the Hydra Palace.
For generations, the old Delen has never left the Swamp, and for generations, they have guarded the old castle for the Hydrderaborg family. They are as familiar with the swamp as they are with the texture of their own palms.
The pampered boy buddy wants to escape from here?
Hehe!
All the sons and brothers who had this idea were all arrested, and then stripped naked and hung at the gate of the ancient castle, beaten by the whip twisted from the snakeskin.
Magnum sat on the windowsill of his room, staring coldly at the foggy swamp outside.
Hearing the cries of those boys, Magnum couldn't help but feel upset.
"Damn, damn, damn!"
"Damn Freret, you must be proud, right? Without me as a competitor, you would have had a great time in the warm harbor of Tulum...... Ah, even, you're surrounded by countless aristocratic ladies who want to hug their thighs. ”
"And, damn Mackay, ah, you useless fellow...... Without me suppressing you in Hydrderabad, you must be extremely proud, right? Ha, those sassy bastards of Hydrderabad, those coquettish aristocratic little bitches, they must have been circling around you all day. ”
"And ......"
Inexplicably, Magnum's face appeared in front of his eyes.
He grimaced and muttered in a low voice, "Joe, I won't let you go...... And, damn Marge, if it weren't for you, how would I have gotten to this point? ”
"Ha, and, of course, I won't forget you, damn Florence."
"My news, betrayed so completely and so cleanly, must be inseparable from you."
"You betrayed me, you betrayed me...... The King of El? Ha! ”
Magnum clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly.
"But I still have a chance, I still have a chance...... Mom won't let me go, she'll find a way to save me, yes...... She'll definitely find a way to save me. ”
"Mom is the princess of the Ice Sea Kingdom...... As long as I am willing to give certain benefits to the Ice Sea Kingdom, the Ice Sea Kingdom will definitely be willing to help me become the emperor of the empire. ”
"For the sake of the throne, there is nothing that cannot be ceded...... Overseas colonies? Even, the Ice Sea Kingdom has always wanted to obtain a territory on the mainland. Why not? The Great Plains of Rulai can be given to them. ”
"You cowards, what are you crying about? What are you crying about? Follow me, and I will definitely take you and your family to glory...... Now this little humiliation, this little tribulation, is just a little insignificant test, why are you crying? ”
Listening to the crying in his ears, a distraught Magnum swung his fist out the window.
On his body, several delicate ornaments clasped his neck, eyebrows, heart and other vital points, his strength could not be exerted at all, and even his physical strength was suppressed to the point that he was no different from a delicate little girl.
He threw a punch with all his might, only to make a slight wind breaking sound.
'Crunch'!
Magnum's door was pushed open, and a man nearly eight feet tall, with iron-gray hair, iron-gray eyes, and a solemn aura strode in.
Magnum looked at the big man very obediently, and he jumped off the windowsill and bowed deeply to the big man.
"Uncle Ahan...... You ......"
The Great Han, the Aghan, the commander of Fort Hydrera, is also the supreme commander of this old Delenn clan left by the Hyderaborg family in the Swamp.
Except for the few elders who stayed behind in the swamp, Ahan was the one with the highest status and the heaviest power in the Swamp in the Delen Empire.
Ahan walked up to Magnum with a blank face, and Magnum looked at him with a smile.
Ahan pressed Magnum's shoulder, pulled out a long, thin-bladed hunting knife from his waist with his right hand, and stabbed the hunting knife into Magnum's heart without the slightest change in expression.
The sharp hunting knife pierced through his body, and the bloody blade poked out of Magnum's back.
Magnum's eyes bulged out of his sockets, and he looked at Ahan in disbelief, and grabbed Ahan's wrists with both hands: "Why? ”
Ahan looked down at Magnum, who was twitching: "I want to get out of the swamp...... I want to be a lord, a king, or something like that everyone respects......"
"I was disgusted with hides, linen and mud-stenching boots...... I want to wear silk and brocade, a fair-skinned and beautiful princess or a duchess of noble blood......"
"We are all bloodlines left by the same ancestor, why can your clan have unlimited scenery outside, while we can only guard this cold and damp mud pond?"
Magnum's eyes widened, and although he was sealed with power, the tenacious vitality from Hydra still allowed him to maintain the last trace of sobriety. He looked at Ahan with tears and laughter: "So, you say to me, you say to me...... I, I, I can help you...... Why should you ...... You kill me......"
Yahan squinted his eyes and said in a cold voice with an expressionless face, "Introduce yourself, Al, an eighteenth-level member, an ancient totem knight...... Arhan von Hyderaberg. The above means to kill all the Hyderabad bloodlines that are now known to be able to inherit the throne......"
The corners of Magnum's mouth twitched a few times, and he stared at Ahan, laughing dryly, "Damn, it's Al again, you must ...... It must be ......"
Ahan didn't let Magnum finish his sentence, he drew his hunting knife and slashed his head with a clean slash.
"Well, this kid has a Grim Reaper suit, and he can't waste it...... Really, really, good stuff! ”
In the dim light of the oil lamp, Ahan's hands were covered with blood, and he forcibly pulled out Magnum's body and pulled out his fused Reaper suit and squeezed it tightly in his hands.
Blood, spreading in Fort Hydrera.
Those crying boys were as powerless as immature little girls in the face of the castle guards who broke into their rooms.
The smell of blood permeated the night.
Not far from Fort Hydra, in the hills, a town with a large area was also on fire.
Among the elders of this group of old Deren who were in charge of guarding the swamp, several of the highest-ranking elders, along with a group of their henchmen, all fell in the flames.
Thousands of burly men with iron-gray hair and eyes, dressed in heavy armor and holding two-handed knight heavy swords, stood expressionlessly on the sidelines, quietly watching the sea of fire engulf their people little by little, and turn them into ashes little by little.
At the same time as Magnum was beheaded, in a newly opened tavern in Hyderabad, University District, and Food Street, Mackay was happily playing a game with a group of prodigals.
They put together a dozen long tables, buttered them, sprayed countless beers, and then slid themselves off one by one, shouting loudly, from one end of the table to the other.
Every swinger who successfully crossed the long table could get a warm kiss from a few girls standing at the end of the long table.
And the unlucky ones, who failed to control the direction and slipped to the ground halfway through, wailed, and were inserted into a huge funnel in their mouths, and a barrel of beer was poured out of the funnel!
Mackay had successfully skipped across the long table three times in a row, and had been kissed passionately by a bunch of crazy girls.
Ma Kai, who was already drunk and his eyes were red, stood at the starting point of the long table for the fourth time, waving his hands, ready to launch the fourth challenge.
He laughed and trotted a few steps, then jumped up and slammed into the long table, rubbing his body against the greasy table, and sliding towards the end of the long table with a 'smack'.
Behind Ma Kai, a long trail of blood was left.
Amid the shrill cries of countless cheering and dancing prodigals around him, Ma Kai let out a terrified howl.
He flew off the table and slammed it to the ground, blood gushing out of him like a fountain, and he staggered to his feet, the prodigals around him screaming in terror at the same time.
Ma Kai's internal organs are like those of a pig in a slaughterhouse that has been disemboweled, falling off its cracked belly.
In the middle of the long table just now, I don't know when, there were a few more thin blades three inches long.
Ma Kai just sped past the blade.