As a city, there is a ruling institution. Under the ruling institution, there are violent machines. Among all departments of the violent machines, prisons are indispensable.

"This prison is very special." Zhou Qingfeng reached out and took apart the rotten wooden boards, and a black hole appeared at the bottom of the pit. There was an extremely cold, turbid air with a strong earthy smell. After smelling it for a while, he felt chest tightness and shortness of breath and dizzy.

The air in the deep pit was not good, so Zhou Qingfeng had to avoid it and climbed outside the pit for a long time. Outside the pit was the woods where he fell into it. He laid a torch, lit it with flint, and continued to explore the remains at the bottom of the pit.

"Why do the elves turn their city into dungeons? Why do they leave such a deep pit?" Zhou Qingfeng held up the torch and returned to the bottom of the pit. He roughly estimated that the difference between up and down was more than ten meters, and the slope was greater than thirty degrees.

It's a big fortune to fall in and not break your neck.

"Elf are all perverts with cleanliness. What's the point of creating a dungeon? They often do some inexplicable things." Cialek replied: "As for the deep pit, this place is a prison after all, and people who are imprisoned inside escape from here to dig."

"You mean there were still living people inside when the prison was sunk by arcane?"

"Who knows? Although I am an omniscient and omnipotent dark sun, I will not pay attention to what every crawler is doing."

With a torch there, it can at least indicate the air quality of the black hole at the bottom of the pit. Zhou Qingfeng put the torch deep into the black hole to ensure that the flames can still burn, and at the same time illuminate the internal space. It is a very strange world, dark, gloomy, and gray in color.

"Cirick, are you sure this is a prison?"

"What do you think the prison of elves looks like? The walls full of blood hooks, the iron basin burning with charcoal fire, the punishment rack with residual stench, and the prison of ghosts wandering? The prison of elves do not have these things. Besides, you are standing on the roof of the prison."

Zhou Qingfeng jumped down from the broken black hole, and with a thud of land, there was a layer of floating soil under his feet. He was startled and asked in panic: "Why should I explore an elf prison? Is there anything good here?"

Cialek was also upset, "I thought this would be a temple of elves, and I could find some good things for you to use as a reward for your belief in me.

Who knows that you are in trouble, and this place is not a temple. As for what will happen in this place, I don’t know."

Zhou Qingfeng couldn't hear any annoyed tone in Cialis, and he was speechless at the madman's cheeky face. He held the torch and walked back and forth in the black hole, confirming that he was staying in an attic. Cialis was right, he did come in from the rooftop.

The attic has a large space. The entrance of the cave where Zhou Qingfeng came in was indeed piled with a lot of soil. When he jumped off, he stepped on the pile of mud. The entrance of the cave was blocked with a few wooden boards and applied with plaster outside as a cover.

Cialick said: "I'm sure someone has escaped from the prison now. The soil in the attic is left by digging a hole. The escaped man deliberately covered the hole entrance and seemed to be planning to come back. But obviously, he will never return."

"Actually, I'm very surprised. How do you think of the roof? I'll tell you that this is a prison?" Zhou Qingfeng found an open gray wooden door in the attic. The door was also black and deep and silent.

"Because I could sense a statue of the elf guardian Korelon downstairs. In buildings with different functions, the statues have different forms. Korelon here looks angry and has the intention of punishment. So this is a prison."

"Are there any terrible monsters there?"

“Not found.”

"Okay, I believe you once. Since I'm here, I'll explore it. I'll remind you again that if you cheat me, you will cheat you."

Zhou Qingfeng held up the torch and walked into the ash wooden door of the attic. Apart from the crackling sound on the torch, only footsteps and heartbeats accompanied him. He quickly found the stairs and spiraled down. The entire underground ruins were silent and deserted, with nothing.

OK, not nothing is there.

There are a large number of murals depicting gods and forests on the walls, and oil lamps are hung on the ceiling. The floor is covered with thick carpets, but they have faded and incomplete in the past. Once you step on it, you will tear it apart.

"This prison is not big. And I didn't see the prison." Zhou Qingfeng came down from the attic and went to the hall on the first floor. He saw the angry statue of the elf guardian god in the middle of the hall, and was curious for a long time.

"Yinye City has always been coveted by adventurers. Many thieves want to come here to make a fortune, but few have succeeded. This is not a prison for imprisoning elves, but it should be a prison for imprisoning outsiders.

With the pride of the elves, they will not allow strangers to live in their own city, so this prison is not set up in Silver Leaf City. As for prisons, you have to look for the basement first."

The basement is not difficult to find, just behind the statue of Korilon. There is a simple magic array at the entrance, but it has been useless for a long time. However, the rusty iron door at the entrance blocked Zhou Qingfeng outside, and the keyhole was blocked and it could not be opened at all.

There was nothing good in the entire prison building, so Mr. Zhou hoped to go to the basement to take a look. But he had no choice at the thick iron door and kicked it hard on the iron door in anger.

With a clang, the sound of impact echoed in the entire dark prison. The ceiling was swelling, and the walls were falling. Zhou Qingfeng didn't expect the sound to be so loud, so he hurriedly covered his ears.

But Cialek exclaimed: "Get back, something is approaching you in the basement."

Hearing the warning, Zhou Qingfeng ran away like a rabbit. But without waiting for him to run far, a white shadow popped out from behind the thick iron gate and rushed over with his teeth and claws.

An angry and irritable voice rushed into Uncle Zhou's head, "Who is disturbing my long sleep?"

It's a ghost!

Uncle Zhou regretted it so much that he really hated that he didn't grow a few legs and ran desperately. But no matter how fast he was, he was not as fast as the white ghost that could penetrate the wall. Seeing a negative energy ray was about to cut off his vitality

"Look down and roll." Cirick shouted.

Zhou Qingfeng rolled on the spot, and the negative energy rays brushed through his scalp and hit a wood print hanging on the wall. It was a painting board carved in oak. After being eroded by negative energy, it immediately fell soft and fell like dust.

"Cirick, didn't you say there is no danger here? Think of some solutions quickly." Zhou Qingfeng turned over and jumped up and continued to run away.

Cialek also shouted, "You are not my believer, and I cannot cast spells with your body."

"You evil god want to cheat me again, so I know you are uneasy to bring me in." Zhou Qingfeng cursed, but could only continue to escape, "Either die together or escape from birth, I will never believe you even if I die."

"This time I really don't want to harm you. My divine power is too weak. I didn't find the ghost in the basement. But this ghost is not powerful. You will immediately escape to the statue of Corilon, which is the only safe place in the entire prison."

Not strong?

Not being strong is relative to your gods.

I think it's very strong!

Uncle Zhou was chased by the white ghost and was extremely embarrassed. But he couldn't listen to Cialique, so he rushed from the stairs on one side of the hall to the other side, and then jumped back to the statue in the middle.

The statue of Korilon showed an angry face, and it had already become cold during decades of closure. But just this statue became Zhou Qingfeng's shelter, and the white ghost stopped three meters away from the statue, but did not leave.

The torch had already fallen off during the running, and there was darkness around him. Only the white ghost monster in front of him was swaying.
Chapter completed!