MTL - My Doomsday Territory (My Apocalypse Domain)-Chapter 665 Prison or hell?

In the shade of the city, to the east of the outer suburbs, there were three people walking down a red deer cart from the steel gate of the pale prison.

A bald middle-aged man with a bit of fat on his stomach, a man in a suit carrying a briefcase, and a kind-faced fat man.

They went through the formalities of visiting prisoners and went into the pale prison.

The interior of the prison is not deep and humid, but it is a pure white tone, which is a very monotonous white. Except for the rest area of ​​the prison guards, almost no other colors than pure white can be seen.

——This is the origin of the name of Pale Prison. It originally only had a very simple name—Luyin Third Prison.

"I really did not expect that Wang Er would dare to sneak into the core area. The great city owner made us humans stand up. Not only was he not grateful, he also committed such crimes. Fortunately, he did not make a big mistake ... hey, if not Wang The two uncles who died are my best friends, and I really don't want to care about him. "

The balding middle-aged just showed an angry, helpless look.

Wang Er was detained in a shallow room of the Pale Prison-the second floor below the ground-in a forced white room less than ten square meters.

But this is a single room, there is no need to pay water and energy costs. In a place like green shade city, it is very good ... In addition to freedom, you may have to be taken away to serve in the mine ...

Bald-headed middle-aged thoughts surfaced inexplicably, and the expression communicated with Wang Er as usual.

"The crimes committed by Wang Er cannot be forgiven only by Yuan Jing, but his crimes are not unforgivable, as long as you can help him complete 2000 contribution points, including but not limited to the Association of Adventurers, City Hall, and Greenery Under the tasks of various agencies, Wang Er will be allowed to leave the prison for a short period of time. During this period, he must complete the task of a total of 2,000 contribution points before being released. "

A captain-level prison guard said, he looked at the ordinary prison guard wearing a C + -level police uniform behind him, and said, "Go back to your post. I can watch it here."

"Yes, Captain."

When the other prison guards left, the bald middle-aged glanced at the surveillance around him calmly. He took a step forward, covering the body of the fat man, and put a crystal ticket into the captain's hand without any trace.

Crystal tickets worth 50,000 yuan can be exchanged at any bank under Luyin.

The captain's expression did not change, but his palm reached into his trousers pocket, and he looked at the bald middle-aged man for a moment. "I can take you to a deep prison. If you have anything, you want to be held in a deep prison. The companion said, think ahead ... Of course, prisoners in deep prisons cannot be released. "

The balding middle-aged nodded "thankfully".

This is what they had discussed beforehand, but at present, it is only clear that the high level in the organization is held in the 'third floor' of the deep prison, and it is not clear where it is ... he recalled the structure of the lower shallow prison, which has three floors. Each floor is like countless "hui" font combinations, very complex, but after all, it is a prison, and the area cannot be infinite.

And ... the organization has already supported an A-level prop, which can be used to find the senior executive.

Only lack of access to deep prisons.

"You keep up, don't look around, I'm not responsible for losing."

The captain of the prison guard whispered.

After the prison doors on both sides were locked, the cell was invisible and no sound could be heard. Only ‘stepping’ footsteps sounded in the passage.

"Deep prisons are not the same as shallow prisons. I've only been there twice. I don't want to go to that kind of place unless necessary."

Different?

Don't want to?

The bald middle-aged were a little confused, but before they asked, they had come to the entrance to the deep prison.

In front of a faint blue circular channel, there are two deep-seated guardians stationed here.

"Warrant."

The captain of the prison guard bowed slightly and handed the warrant in both hands.

"go in."

The faint blue passage looks like an undersea tunnel, tilting down, without seeing the end, and there is no sound of any noise when the foot is stepping on the hard passage ground.

After a while, bright light appeared at the end of the passage, and waves of heat rushed forward.

"Arrived."

"Are, here? Wait ... where is this?"

Bald middle-aged look a little sluggish.

Isn't it underground? Shouldn't it be the fourth floor of Pale Prison?

The scorched ground, the flames seeping from the cracks, the twisted air, and ... he looked up and saw a red film, burning his eyes like the sun.

"This is the first floor of the deep prison. Of course, we prefer to call it hell, Jiao Hong hell."

"Where is the cell?"

The balding middle-aged actually wants to ask, is it necessary for the prison to do this! Calling **** is really practical!

"That is."

He looked in the direction, an alien with four arms in the distance, his hands and feet tied with ropes formed by flames. Outside the four-armed alien, the raging sea of ​​fire formed a circle, like a cell.

Bald-headed middle-aged mouth pumping.

"Leave, time is running out, come with me."

The captain of the prison guard led them straight in one direction. About two or three minutes later, a downward spiral staircase appeared.

They walked down the stairs, the flames gradually disappeared, and the wind was blowing.

"The second floor is Storm Hell."

The entrances on the second to third floors are not in the same location, but they are not too far. After walking straight for two or three minutes, the bald middle-aged people see an identical spiral staircase.

After a while, you are in the icy frost hell.

"I'll take you here. You only have half an hour. You must leave if you don't find it."

The captain said blankly.

He didn't actually think that balding middle-aged people could find the target cell, but ... wouldn't it be better? Anyway, his task was completed and he did not fail in his duties.

"Is there no surveillance here?" Bald middle-aged asked curiously.

"The monitoring equipment will not take long in this harsh environment. Of course, there are still patrol teams."

Frost inferno is already at minus fifty to sixty degrees, and occasionally there are dangerous ice edges emerging ... The bald middle-aged feels justified, looking at each other with a fixed look.

"Then let's go and leave as soon as we are done ..."

He patted the prison captain's shoulder naturally, and a moment of black gas came out of his palm.

"What are you doing……"

The captain of the prison guard suddenly awakened, but his reaction became very dull and stiff.

The man in the suit walked behind him, and a distorted symbol appeared in his eyes.

——Twisted Eye ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Twenty seconds later, the captain of the prison guard stopped struggling, the same symbol appeared in his eyes, and the whole person became dull.

"Finished, as long as you don't come into close contact, you won't be found abnormal if you hit the patrol."

"Well, but we only have half an hour to visit the prison, and the abnormality will be found at the latest one minute, and the task must be completed before that."

Bald middle-aged took out a palm-sized, egg-like prop, covered with secret lines.

He held the egg up and down with both hands and twisted.

"Click."

The eggshell was opened, and a bird made of blue light and shadow flew out of the egg and flew deep into the frost hell.

"Hold up."

Bald-headed middle-aged lead.

The three of them are either Ningyuan Realm or the peak of the plastic body realm, all of them are capable, and they are also wearing Class B or A-level armor, and the captain of the prison guard who is controlled is also Ningyuan Realm, which is enough to run in the frost hell. At their speed, one minute was enough to shuttle from the far left to the far right of the shallow prison.

however,

Frost Hell is all frost, and the location of frozen characteristic cells is not fixed.

The cold wind blew, and Shirayuki blocked the view.

I do n’t know how long the blue light bird flew in a straight line, changing its direction from time to time ... The bald middle-aged was glad to think that he was close to the high-rise, and he saw that the blue light bird screamed, up and down Fly around.

Around it was white snow, and there was no ice cell.

The bald middle-aged smile gradually froze.

Look like

Doesn't seem to find someone, but ... is you lost?