Listening to Hancock's slightly trembling tone, Erry Jones couldn't help frowning slightly, looking at the scene in the oval mirror.

In the picture, there is a sound of footsteps, from far and near.

You know, in this prison, there are no patrolling jailers.

So the prison is quiet on weekdays, and it's unsettlingly quiet.

But every time there is a sound of footsteps in the cell, it means that someone has come and taken them out of the prison and to a place where their lives could be endangered at any moment.

In the hearts of the prisoners, this footstep is here to urge.

No one knows what comes next.

But everyone knows that this time out, someone will definitely die, and someone will not even be able to return to this prison!

"Da

! da! da.....".

Soon, the footsteps became clearer and clearer.

It was so clear that the inmates in the prison felt harsh.

It seems that what is stepped on step by step is not the floor, but the hearts of all the prisoners.

Stopped with the sound of footsteps.

A burly man wearing sunglasses and a black suit also appeared at the door of the cell.

The man took out the key to open the cell door, and said coldly to the many prisoners in the cell: "Come out!"

In the face of the order of the man in the suit, no one dared to resist.

All the prisoners slowly got up from the ground and walked towards the outside of the cell.

Hancock watched this scene with his fists clenched, and his body trembled slightly.

Instinctively, she subconsciously looked at Erreal Jones in the oval mirror, wanting to call Erreal Jones' name and gain courage from Erreal Jones.

This is what she used to do when she was taken out of her cell.

Because Erry Jones has long ago become the last hope and spiritual pillar in her heart.

Although she has not been taken out of the cell too many times, she has been taken out three or four times in more than a year.

But each time it comes with the danger of death.

Unlike the previous times, although Hancock instinctively wanted to call Erry Jones' name, this time, she didn't.

Instead, he clenched his fists and stood up with a gritted tooth.

Mary Gorud and Sandasnia, who were on her side, followed closely behind.

Looking at Hancock, who seemed to have suddenly become stronger, Erry Jones was also slightly stunned.

Immediately after, a look of relief appeared on his face, and he sighed in his heart.

"So, isn't that the little girl who was scared to tears anymore?"

Retracting his gaze at the oval mirror, Erry Jones looked to the front of the group, thinking to himself.

"On my side, I'll have to speed up a bit........

."

..............

.................

Walk through the long, dark passage of the cell.

Hancock and the other prisoners were escorted to their destination by several men in suits and dozens of guards in armor.

On the way, Hancock also saw several waves of troops.

And they, like themselves, were all handcuffed and shackled, escorted by several men in suits and dozens of armor-clad guards.

As far as the eye can see, there must be thousands of people just by visual inspection.

"This ...... Why the hell are so many prisoners being escorted out of the prison at the same time?!" Hancock's eyes trembled slightly, and his expression was full of shock.

But in my heart, there is more uneasiness.

Also disturbed by this were Marigorud, Sandasnia, and other prisoners.

With so many prisoners being released from their prisons, it is destined that this will never be as simple as it once was.

This time, I'm afraid it will be even more dangerous!

After walking for a long time, thousands of prisoners were taken to a wide area.

Behind them, there is a large forest.

There are many guard handles on the periphery of the forest, and almost every 20 paces, there is a guard.

And in front of the many prisoners is a huge stepped platform.

Located on the upper level of the platform, there is a chair.

On the next floor, there were more than 100 people.

Some of them wore bubble hoods, some didn't.

The same is that the more than 100 people present without exception are all world nobles "Tianlong people"!

The Draco who did not wear a bubble hood had a sword and other weapons hanging from his waist, and he was heroic and had a proud personality.

It is also in the midst of this condensed waiting.

There was an old man, three middle-aged people, who strode over from the side of the platform, and among them, the old man was the leader.

Wherever these four people passed, the guards on the side all bowed their heads in respect.

The old man was dressed in a black robe, and a long sword hung from his waist, and the hilt was dark green.

He had red hair that looked like it had been dyed with blood, and his hairstyle was like the waning moon in the sky.

The scars that could be seen everywhere on his body were the medals he had ever fought in, and one of the most horrific and serious wounds was his right eye.

I saw that the socket of his right eye was completely collapsed, the eyeball was missing, and the corner of the eye socket was even punched out of a gap.

However, even if the old man was one-eyed, no one present dared to laugh at him.

On the contrary, everyone has a sense of respect or fear in their hearts for him.

Because of him, he commands the world's strongest knight order called "God"!

It is the "Commander-in-Chief" of the "Knights of the Gods", Figarando Gringus!

Coming to the huge platform, in front of the only chair, Figarando Gringusheng calmly sat down and spoke in a deep voice.

"Let's get started!".

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