city ​​of sanctuaries

Chapter 1252 Counterattack
"I admit that your strength may have surpassed a certain level, but with the strength of the two of us, it is impossible to compete with the power of the entire No.17 Prison. Sneak into the Tower of Calamity without setting off the alarm."

Fang Tian thought about it, he was better at sneaking in than a frontal attack, but he still chose to continue listening.

"So what's your plan?"

"Anyway, it's impossible to sneak into the central area. Let's do it with great fanfare and use these prisoners to do something." Chris licked his lips lightly, and said his plan, "These prisoners want to leave No. 17 Prison, as long as we can give them some hope and enough souls, we can find many people to work for us."

"Can it really be done?"

"Believe me, Fang Tian, ​​demons naturally like chaos. Even if our actions are too loud and attract the attention of some people, we can turn to the dark and attack the central barrier while they are dealing with these prisoners." Chris smiled hey, "No matter how we calculate, we are not at a loss."

Fang Tian nodded. Since he chose to trust Chris, he decided to follow Chris's advice in this regard, although he still felt that it would be more convenient to sneak into the Tower of Calamity to rescue Mana Exhaustion.

The master once said that professional matters should be left to professional people.

In this regard, Chris is a professional.

"So our target is the nearest staging camp?"

"You're right, Fang Tian. There are plenty of ores and souls there. For the prisoners, souls are the food they need most. Only by giving them some favors can they be more willing to do things for us." Ke Rees had everything planned, "Now, all we have to do is capture that camp."

After making a decision, Fang Tian stood up.

So, get started as soon as possible.

"Hey, leave it to me, Fang Tian."

Chris walked into the crowd of prisoners. When he told the group of prisoners that Fang Tian was going to take them to attack the confidence and the camp to seize the soul, Chris was very satisfied with the enthusiasm of the prisoners.

People living in hell are indeed a group of born thugs, and they haven't devoured their souls for a long time, and their moods are already extremely irritable, like a mass of dry wood, which burns at the slightest touch.

After all, according to what Chris said, most of the souls in hell are sinful. They fell into hell and gained a certain sense of rebirth.

"Hey." Xiao Er felt a little excited, and laughed, "It's been a long time since I saw such an interesting thing. To be honest, these two guys are still very appetizing to me."

The old man snorted softly, and a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes: "Young man, don't be dazzled by the blood, do you know what he is doing now? They want to capture the mines of the Seventeenth Prison, which is equivalent to fighting with the tenth prison. The Seven Prisons are facing the enemy head-on, something that no one has done for thousands of years, why do you detail them in such detail?"

"Oh? Then what better idea do you have?" Xiao Er was naturally at odds with the old man. Listening to his words, he was even more disdainful. "Are you planning to stay in this ghost place all your life? Use the so-called ore in exchange for such a thing." A little soul? Barely surviving? Hey, after living for most of your life, where is your dignity? Old man?"

"You don't have to worry about what I do!" The old man was irritated and glared angrily.

"Why are you two arguing again?" Monili smiled and said, "But it's not bad. When we took off the shackles, we were already enemies of the entire Seventeen Prisons, weren't we?"

As soon as the old man waved his hand, this was the trouble.

Indeed, Monili was right, and he couldn't refute it.

"Besides, you have seen his strength before, maybe he can really do something?" Monili's eyes gradually became deeper, and she whispered: "Don't you think it's strange, because With his strength, since he can easily break free from the shackles of hell with his own ability, why was he caught so easily? If he really wanted to escape, he probably left hell long ago, right? "

Speaking of this, Xiao Er also glanced in Fang Tian's direction with some trepidation.

At that time, the eyes he saw, the impression was too deep.

The old man looked at Monili, "What do you want to say, Monili."

"You already guessed it. Do you want me to say it? I want to say that he was arrested and sent to Prison No.17 on purpose." Monili looked at the old man and said word by word: "He wants to replace Adi Lomond, become the new prison master of Prison No.17."

The old man and Xiao Er were startled at the same time.

"Why? Thinking about it, our luck seems to be pretty good. If he really succeeds, we can reap a lot of benefits, can't we?" Monili continued: "For survival, but also for better Whether it’s a good future or not, we have no reason not to work hard, so let’s put aside our prejudices, at least for now, let the ugly words come first, if someone makes small moves behind their backs, don’t blame me, Monili, for being rude.”

The old man and Xiao looked at each other.

"Hee hee." Monili smiled sweetly, "I'm just joking with you, it's so cute to see how nervous you are."

The old man and Xiao both snorted, they didn't think Mo Nili was joking.

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

Chris's speech to the prisoners has almost been carried out, it is nothing more than benefit and piety, and kindness and power.

This method Chris is not mature, but it is extremely useful for this group of prisoners who are already hungry and crazy. With a few simple words, the emotions of the prisoners have been ignited, and they can't wait to go to war with those hell guards now. .

"We should do it."

Chris glanced at the three of them, "Have you finished?"

"Chris, there's no problem, I can't wait." Shaw was full of fighting spirit.

……

Most of the landforms of Hell No.17 are covered with black rocks.

Many of these rocks contain special mineral deposits.

However, almost no one in hell is willing to do the lowly act of mining ore, so the Seventeenth Prison was established as a large prison, forcing prisoners to mine ore in exchange for soul energy for a living.

At least before Fang Tian and others came here, this prison operation mode had lasted for nearly a thousand years.

The target camp was established on the foot of a low mountain.

Inside the camp, the camp leader Presley was counting the temporary supplies in the mining area.

He's been doing fine all along.

Then, there was a roaring explosion from outside.

The ground shook like a mountain, and the shelves in the warehouse collapsed.

Damn, is there an earthquake?
(End of this chapter)