The Happy Life of the Abandoned Prince

Painful wailing reverberated in the basement of this dilapidated magic workshop. The dream master who had been swept away began to take revenge on Connor. He stabbed Connor again and again, skillfully avoiding the blood vessels. The bones, just follow the muscles, one knife, one knife, another knife, along the texture of the muscles, along the gaps in the bones, even the blood blade Barrow, who is known for his cruelty, frowned and stopped the dreamer: "Don't Play again, what to do if you get killed."

"Don't worry, I didn't hit the nail on the head." The dreamer replied with a cruel smile. He looked at Connor who was already covered in blood with interest, as if admiring a masterpiece, "Anyway, they will be silenced by Norma later. Why don't you let me play first."

This abandoned magic workshop is their general stronghold. Originally, Connor guessed that they would gather in residential areas because they were too inexperienced. The only remaining cadres of the regiment on the outer island, except for their priest who left beforehand, almost none of the remaining ability users were caught, so it can be seen how wet Desmond's capture operation was. .

Connor, Obama, Nick and some missing people were all tied up here. Only Connor was covered in scars and had more than a dozen blood holes all over his body. The amulet stopped the bleeding first, and then said maliciously: "It's okay, you won't die so quickly, play slowly."

Connor kept his head down and remained silent. Even though he was slapped, he didn't respond. The booing believers next to him teased: "Oh. Oh, I'm playing to death. Let's see how you explain to the priest later."

The dreamer picked up Connor's hair and looked at it, shook it vigorously, turned around and walked away, cursing as he walked: "Damn it, so what if you kill one of them. Not to mention you still have breath."

How is this going?Nick slowly woke up. He remembered that he and Connor entered a strange mansion, and then seemed to have a bizarre nightmare. Where is this?Is it in the mansion?He looked up at the dirty ceiling, his mind began to recover, and he quickly understood his situation.

"Connor! Connor!" Nick shouted eagerly, and Connor looked very bad.Several streams of blood flowed out from the many cuts on his body, and the blood under his feet had already pooled into a pool. It seemed that the injury was quite critical.

"Help, save! Come, come!" Nick desperately called for help, but only the sneers and blank eyes of the believers came. His shout woke up Obamay, who looked at Connor's injury and was very angry. Answer: "Don't worry, the bean sprouts prince's injury only looks serious, not fatal."

"Really? That would be great." Nick breathed a sigh of relief. "You know Connor?"

"I know, this guy... is quite powerful." Obamay recalled the first time the two fought against each other with a look of toothache.

"By the way, are you the missing friend that Connor mentioned?"

"Friends? Hehe." Obama smiled. "I went to deliver food that day. I sent it to a strange neighborhood. Who would have thought that as soon as I entered the door, these bastards would come out to plot against me. I knocked down a few birdmen, but there were still a few strange guys who were very powerful, and they still didn't escape in the end. come out."

"This is the little guy you're talking about?" A gentle and charming voice came over, and Blood Blade Barrow walked over with Norma, and she carefully looked at Connor's faces, "I seem to have seen them before, but I don't seem to have seen them before." But, it doesn’t matter, if you don’t remember it, it’s not important.”

Blood Blade Barrow wiped his neck, "Then I'll leave it to you."

Obamay was stunned for the first time when he saw Baro's face, and he shouted angrily: "It's you, it's you! It's you who sent me here! It's you who told me about my mother's whereabouts! A scam? What on earth are you trying to do?"

Barrow laughed indifferently, "What, you still have brains. I thought your brain was empty. After all, who would have thought that you would jump from the boat into the sea halfway because of your nerves."

"So you lied to me about my mother being here?"

"I didn't lie to you, but your mother was cruel and abandoned you. She hid in this place and changed her name and surname. We all came out and didn't show up." Norma covered her mouth and giggled, "You Who am I? I'm your mother's best friend."

Obama replied seriously: "My mother is human. You are not. I don't think my mother will make friends with you."

"Oh, what's wrong with not being human? Am I not more beautiful now?" Norma boasted to herself nervously.

"Not even the muscles are beautiful?" Uncle Hei questioned.

Norma was not in the mood to correct Obamay's muscular aesthetics at all. She held up Nick's chin, "What a rare beautiful boy, what a living work of art, don't worry, I won't discard such a superb product as you, and I will take good care of it." Keep it in my collection."

Nick felt the affirmation in the other party's tone, not bloodthirsty, not cruel, but just treating him as a raw material for a work of art.

Is our life so worthless?Nick's tears welled up.

Damn, did you just die meaninglessly like this?Sister, I am really useless.No matter how hard I try, I'm still the crybaby.

At the last moment of his life, Nick recalled that hot summer, the one who hid behind his sister.He is not reconciled, there are so many unfinished things in life, he is not willing.

Sister, I like...you...

It seems that the god of fate heard Nick's last cry. Just when Norma picked up Nick to play material conversion, a huge explosion blasted the airtight basement, and the sun shone in like hope. Entering, the leading elf warrior Lenny kicked a stone arrogantly, "Check! Put your hands on your heads and lie on the ground!"

He flew up and kicked over a rushing cultist, and stomped on the head of that unlucky ghost, "I've landed! Go forward, knock these cultists to the ground and step on them again, let them Never turn over!"

"The first team went to rescue people, the second team and I surrounded them, and none of them would be allowed to escape!"

"Oh, what a beautiful warrior. I don't know if it would make such a noise when made of wood." Norma threw Nick aside and followed Baro.

"Who told you that you can destroy us? Just rely on you tattered warriors who don't have any supernatural powers!"

"So what? Are you going to tell me that besides Priest Biers, there is another extraordinary among you?" Lanny didn't pay attention to the two of them at all. "So what if there is another Transcendence? And who gave you the wrong impression that our arbitration warriors can't deal with the counterfeit Transcendence of you cultists?"

"What the hell is going on?" Barrow the Bloody Hand turned green with anger.

No one answered him, Lenny posed in a cool pose and Norma stared at each other, and had no time to answer him.

"I said what the hell is going on? Are our magic fields all made of paper? How did you get in with these iron shells?" This incident shocked Baro the Bloody Hand greatly. If the positions are all invalid, then they will only be raided by the opponent unilaterally.

"Want to know? You ask me?" Lenny smiled and said, "Unfortunately, I won't tell you idiots!"

"Baro, we'll talk about this kind of thing later. If we don't win them, we won't have time to think about the raid on our position."

"That's right," Barrow the Bloody Hand sighed, "Let's do it together, are you still going to continue bickering with him?" He took out a knife, and the knife began to shake violently. Fresh blood, dried blood, the blood of the religious, the blood of the innocent people, and the blood of the samurai gathered together and turned into a dark, ugly liquid monster with a disgusting smell and blood flowing all over its body.

"Norma! Kill this guy quickly!" Barrow shouted, and rushed towards Lenny together with the monster.

"Hurry up and run out with your team members. It's very dangerous here. We've already given you simple first aid, and we'll go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination later! Hurry, run!"

But Nick didn't move, "Our things have been taken away by these bad guys."

"When do you still remember these things? Life is the most important thing!" The young, baby-faced human warrior stomped his feet, and he took a bag, "Do you see if there are any of your things here?"

"This, this is mine. This ring is Connor's."

Babyface looked suspiciously at Nick picking up a bunch of strange throwing knives, "I'm not talking too much, you don't mean to fight those guys, do you?"

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't be able to pass the hurdle in my heart." Nick carefully checked his weapon.

"Get out! This place is already messy enough!" The baby's angry face was deformed.

"My friend Connor is handed over to you." Nick ignored the baby-faced warrior's curse, "He is my important friend, I hope you take good care of him." He bowed deeply to the baby-faced.

"Wait a minute, you won't leave me alone." Connor, who had been in a coma, suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Nick.

"Don't worry, you and the samurai go to the hospital first, and I will come as soon as I go. This is a battle between me and myself."

"I mean, if you want to fight, don't abandon me." Connor finished speaking and took the ring of Suran's magic sword from Nick. "Go and go together."

"I don't want to be rough, so get out of here!" the baby-faced warrior shouted angrily.

"Such a beautiful policewoman, she won't be able to get married if she swears every day." Connor took a deep breath, as if moving his body had exhausted all his strength.

"You still want to do something like this?" The baby-faced samurai didn't deny it, it seemed that he was indeed a policewoman.

"Of course, a man must take revenge. Whoever stabs me, I will stab him back three times!" Connor stroked the ring on his hand, his eyes were gentle like looking at a lover.