Chapter 799

"Why did you choose to come here at this special moment?"

The ancient soldier suddenly asked.

For a moment, salpurdon intended to explain all the causes and consequences to the fearless standing here, but he finally shook his head:

"The reason is very simple. Magnus has promised to give us assistance. Twenty powerful wizards, their scarlet letter and warships will help us. Please forgive my rudeness. I must talk to the prisoners immediately."

Adanthos made a low rumble of mechanical noise.

"If you attract its eyes, even the most intelligent soul will not escape."

Salperdon felt anxious. He had wasted too much time, so he said:

"I never said I was the 'smartest', but I have absolute information about my will."

The ancient soldier looked at salpurdon and backed down with a sigh. The thunderous pace strongly shocked the ground under his feet.

"Beware of the pitfalls in its language."

The loud words from the fearless loudspeaker went all the way along the way.

As they entered the cell, Memphis sto once again experienced the familiar feeling of claustrophobia that is common in antipsychotic prisons.

For those who can freely look through the curtain of all things in reality, this experience is disturbing, anxious and very painful.

Although astat's superhuman constitution is enough to end all physical pain in an instant, he has nothing to do with the pain at the soul level. More importantly, this feeling can always make salperdon recall an enemy deeply rooted in his heart.

He looked around, and the ferocious and distorted faces of the other two confirmed his idea: they felt the same feelings as themselves.

The three men moved forward in silence, passed through layers of secret locks and psionic locks, and reached an insignificant ebony door.

"Cheer up."

Salpurdon ordered to put his hand on the door panel, and there was a fleeting light between the armor and the door leaf.

"No matter what it used to be, it is now a silhouette symbolizing the power of destruction."

They nodded and agreed, and salpurdon immediately opened the door with a palm.

As the people entered the cell, the flashing light spots and light balls around seemed to have life, gathered and fused with each other, and revealed its true body: a twisted and deformed terrible body was being bound in the Dharma array, like a strange mixture of half human and half alien.

Its four surprisingly long arms and fingers are connected with clumps of sticky and cold tentacles like marine creatures, and eight palm sized faces are crowded together, each with frightening inhuman characteristics.

"Eight sided monster!"

When tubek saw this thing, he couldn't help exclaiming. As a thousand child wizard, he was familiar with it.

Salpurdon swept him lightly, and then motioned them to follow their own footsteps - he wouldn't have brought him if tubek hadn't asked all the time and this guy was of great use to the future plan.

"It's not so much a name as a taxonomic name."

Salpurdon pulled out the rune sword hanging from his waist and strode forward. The sharp blade in his hand pointed directly at the cluster face of the eight sided monster and stopped stabbing less than half an inch from its sticky skin.

The creature did not respond to the people's actions and piled lifelessly on the ground, like a pool of rotten meat falling from the butcher's chopping board.

Tubek shook his head and sighed.

"This kind of monster can't spit out any useful information. Although they have almost all knowledge, they will never easily reveal it unless they pay an unimaginable price..."

Octahedral monsters are demons from the strange field. Most of the time they live in the large library of the Crystal Maze. Some wizards think they are guards, some wizards think they are administrators, but others think they are virtual bodies transformed by the title pages of many classics stored in the crystal library.

But in any case, the most famous feature of the octopus is that they almost know everything, but similarly, their cunning and greed are also very terrible. Once a wizard tried to get valuable knowledge from them, but finally paid a terrible price.

Therefore, their reputation among thousands of children has not been good, even worse than fear of demons.

"Really?"

Before the voice fell, the eight sided monster collapsed to the ground suddenly burst up, and his tentacles suddenly clenched the rune sword, intending to pull salperdon forward.

Emil instantly pulled out the pistol at his waist, and tubek raised his long stick and waved to fight.

"Don't do it."

Salpurdon raised his hand to signal them to put down their weapons, calmly aimed at the octahedron's chest, flew a foot and kicked it to the ground.

"Don't pretend to be dead."

"Hey, hey, a visit can be called 'something strange'."

With a sneer, the power of the octahedron echoed in their minds.

"Two visits would be a dead end."

The devil wriggled, and dozens of eyes all over his head blinked, each full of banter.

"Can you feel a little comfort only when you stay with me, who is also an abandoned person?"

Tubek gripped the long staff in his hand.

"A demon is still boasting. I can make your soul scream for a hundred years!"

But salpurdon shook his head.

"This octopus can't be killed. I promise you, it's special."

With that, he waved his hand and pulled out his sword. The sharp blade that pierced the octahedron's arm failed to leave any trace on his skin.

"Dead?"

The creature immediately laughed:

"You're just a poor bastard who can't live without Magnus's shelter, tubek."

Then it shrugged its four shoulders very humanized.

"Salpurdon, I can take care of myself. Don't let that big guy protect me. Wear a heavy iron coffin every day, walk left and right step by step, pretending to be a living person."

"Whatever you say."

"Did you come here to chat with me?"

As he spoke, he raised a tentacle, glanced at salperdon with his upper eyes, and squeezed out a brilliant smile from eight faces at the same time.

"Or do you need me to help you?"

"I want to know the specific location of snow lotus blade."

The creature nodded.

"What makes you think I'll help you?"

"Damn scum!"

Tubek roared angrily and waved his staff to start.

Salpurdon raised his hand, motioned him to be calm, and then said:

"This creature will reveal the information I need."

"Why don't we extract information directly from its soul so that we don't have to listen to its lies here."

As he muttered, tubek kept circling around the cell, stroking the weapon in his hand, and staring at the strange body formed by all kinds of limbs.

He looked reckless at this time, like a devourer, but anyone present could see his little mind and cunning eyes. He had been testing the field of octahedral monsters with his spiritual power - although this kind of devil is very unreliable, it is still rare and precious. For wizards, there is always a way to get something from them.