Chapter 785

After the victory of Hades defense war, there were a large number of battlefield orphans, so soshyan made a decision.

Local conscription!

But what he wanted to enlist was not a mortal army. What he wanted to enlist was the astat brothers.

The battle head of the star Knight announced that any male orphan who has lost his parents and is between the ages of 8 and 14 can be taken away as long as they are willing to join astat.

In the future, these children will participate in the trial with local candidates on Nathan 4 to compete for the one in ten thousand chance.

Although this is not in line with the rules, no one objected. After all, so many orphans are actually a burden for the Ministry of the interior. Soshyan is willing to bear these burdens. They are eager for it. Moreover, this one-time recruitment has occurred in many places, which is not very strange.

Arming is responsible for the recruitment of Hades nest, with the assistance of other recruits.

But in addition, the star knight has another secret recruitment plan, but the recruitment object is not limited to the orphans after the war, and the executor is Talos——

Slowly, blood dripped on the floor, but sablin didn't notice.

"Little sablin."

The old criminal named mill moved and looked down on him with wide, worried eyes.

"Your nose."

The man handed a rag torn from his sloppy prison uniform, and sablin stared at it with a puzzled expression.

Mill even wondered if he had a concussion.

"Forget it, you're always so jumpy."

After a while, mill stuffed the rag back into his pocket.

Sablin's eyes became hollow again, and then he leaned against the edge of the prison. Nose blood continued to flow, drop by drop.

Mill ignored him, climbed back to his shop and made a face.

The sound of the prison around them came in, amplified by the grid floor of the cell and around the railing of window No. - raised words, slamming doors, the buzzing of activated alarm systems and image monitors, the clattering of boots and shackles.

Sablin has only been here for five months, but now he hopes he is dead. At least he will not be forced to dig and dig with his swollen and bleeding hands.

This is a prison on the northern continent of amegiddoton. It is full of all kinds of prisoners, from thieves to murderers.

Their only purpose of living here is to dig raw materials for machinery factories and nests from hundreds of underground veins.

Day after day, year after year.

He grew up at the bottom of the nest, but he has no parents. His real parents may be thieves, blackmailers, psychedelic drug addicts, prostitutes and murderers.

They may be criminals in any nest, but he doesn't know them. He's never seen them.

Sablin's adoptive father is a small leader of the nest gang. When his adoptive father was dismembered by his competitors, he was only seven years old and had to shrink under the table and close his eyes.

At the age of nine, he learned to kill. At the age of twelve, he was already a famous thief leader in the neighborhood.

Until he reached out to the treasure house of a powerful man in the middle nest——

After a long time, sablin finally noticed his nosebleed and tried in vain to stop it with his dirty fingers.

He is now thirteen, Tara standard, or he claims to be - but most of the time his behavior is more conditioning than that of a 20-year-old adult.

In addition to his strong figure and his behavior of being willing to solve problems with his fist, what really made him live so long is his innate talent. From a very young age, he can occasionally foresee what will happen.

He consulted the witch who played the crystal ball on the street. The old man said it was the potential of witchcraft, but sablin only gave her a kick.

He never considered himself a wizard.

"Something is coming."

Suddenly, sablin felt something and looked into the darkness behind the number window.

"What?"

His roommate mill looked up blankly. This guy was just a poor smuggler who made a meager profit by selling private wine.

But that's what happened when he angered the monopoly wine merchants in chaodu.

"Bad stuff."

The pressure in the cell was still there, like a dark, persistent headache, which continued to increase in his temples.

He had never felt so strong.

"But at least it won't be worse than this place."

Sablin spoke easily, but in fact he was afraid.

What he just mentioned can often be seen in dreams, claws and sharp claws rotating out of the shadow and resentful red eyes - which brought him no comfort.

The worst is the face, which is a skeleton, a death mask, lurking in the dark void.

Whenever he saw it, it drew closer, grinned savagely, and blinked violently.

"Ready for dinner."

There was a lazy voice in the corridor.

Since the green skin invasion, although the prison has not been attacked, supplies have almost been cut off, which also means that prisoners have to go hungry.

Sablin has heard that cannibalism has occurred in some prison areas. It seems that the guards are not going to take care of it when there is no way.

They only put a small amount of food into the prison area every day. As for how to distribute it, it doesn't matter to them.

Naturally, the existing gangs have grown rapidly because of this situation. If you want to get a bite, you must find a backer and fight with your life.

But sablin disdains it. He has his own way.

"Ready."

Looking at the crowd crowded out of the corridor, sablin calmly leaned against the iron fence.

"When they're gone."

Mill nodded, planed under the bed with his hand, and then pulled out a thin wooden stick with iron Thorn - this kind of place can't live without self-defense.

When the crowd was gone, sablin and mill quietly opened the iron fence and left by another way.

They found a vent just enough for them to climb in. After drilling in it for about ten minutes, they arrived at a place.

It used to be a gym, but it was abandoned long ago. Now it has become the "warehouse" of the Da Diao gang. Except for the meager rations distributed to the gang members every day, the rest is here.

The big eagle Gang is the most horizontal gang in the prison area. They have hundreds of people. The boss is a humanoid beast that raped and killed hundreds of women. As for why he can live, sablin heard that it is because he has a relationship with a powerful family on a planet. Anyway, the guards haven't embarrassed him since that guy came in, and he has cigarettes and alcohol every week.

Maybe this is someone up there.

"Have sex!"

Jumping down from the vent, sablin, who had wrapped his feet in cloth, didn't move immediately, but squatted on the ground and watched around warily.

After confirming that there was no one, he issued a code, and mill jumped down immediately.

This small room is full of scattered equipment, and in one corner, this tall material is stacked.

Sablin rubbed his hands and went up, spread a corner of a package, and immediately slipped a ration stick out of it.

"Take up to two at a time. Don't take too much."

Biting the food stick with his teeth, sablin wolfed down and whispered to his roommates who were also eating and chewing.

But suddenly, the red emergency light on the roof of the warehouse suddenly lit up and washed the narrow and cold place with angry light.

With a harsh bang, the gate was kicked open.

"I said."