In order not to be pressed to upgrade, Sao Nian

Italy, Sicily, Balian Headquarters, the No.13 underground floor of the exclusive prison, with special cells.

An adult man dressed in black strode in, followed by a timid little boy. The adult man glanced at the spacious and dark prison cell, took out a token from his waistband, and directed it to the place that had been stationed like a statue all along. The old man in the cell clapped his hands.

The old man picked out his thick eyelids with a few pieces of gum attached to them. His filthy eyes seemed to have seen something unsightly. He frowned, slowly closed his eyes, and threw the token away. Go back and never look again.

With a soft snort, the adult man opened the cell door, slipped out the shoulder-length black-haired boy curled up on the concrete floor inside, took the handcuffs and anklets held in the arms of the little boy behind him, and restrained him roughly. Teenager's hands and feet.

During this period, the young man just opened his eyes for a while, didn't say anything, and closed them again, without resisting. Of course, with this dilapidated body, he didn't have the strength to resist.

The grown man lifted the boy up, turned around, and kicked the little boy on the back, "Let's go! What are you doing here, you're so fucking stupid!"

"Yes, I'm sorry!" He quickly turned his body to get out of the way, and the little boy couldn't help bowing and apologizing behind the grown man's buttocks. Just like that, the two of them went down another floor, No.14 floor.

There seemed to be no guards on this floor. Adult men walked straight forward until they reached the end of this floor, then turned to the right and opened the cell door. There was a small rectangular concrete platform inside. Nothing but a bottomless square area like a deep hole.

The adult man took off the ordinary striped prison uniform on the young man with skillful movements, and put on the gray gown specially made by Balian prisoners, then took a few steps forward, walked to the edge of the platform, and looked at the black hole in front of him. , smacked his lips, and threw the boy into the darkness. After a long time, he heard a slight sound of splashing into the water before turning around.

That's right, the sound of entering the water.

In fact, it is a bit inappropriate to say that this is the cell on the No.14 floor, because no prisoners are imprisoned here, but it is divided into areas, with passages leading to different cells on the No.15 floor. The juvenile was thrown into the water dungeon , Of course, the water here is not ordinary water.

The adult man crumpled up the clothes covered with congealed blood scabs, slammed them on the short boy, and commanded arrogantly, "Take it! Wash it for me and send it to the first floor!"

"...Isn't there,,?...Hi!" The boy raised his head in astonishment, and after meeting the adult man's vicious eyes, he lowered his head tamely, and responded in a low voice.

Isn't there someone who specializes in washing clothes, obviously, obviously he is a combatant like himself, why.The boy looked at the clothes in his arms, his lowered eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched, and the hands holding the clothes were tightly clenched into fists. After a long time, the pupils of his eyes staring at the clothes shrank suddenly, and his anger dissipated instantly. Go, he raised his head with a calm face.

……

The bone-chilling liquid wrapped the body, and the cold air invaded the thin body wantonly, depriving the original temperature, but this was not the most unbearable.

The boy's curled up body trembled involuntarily. He could clearly feel the incompatibility between this body and his soul, and the conflict of power made this already broken body even weaker in this confrontation.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" There was a hoarse cry, and the strange thing was that the boy was still able to breathe in the liquid. After a while, the conflict was over. Did this liquid speed up the fusion of body and soul?

The boy closed his eyes tightly, his body convulsed, the muscles on his arms, legs, and feet were shrinking at a speed that could be seen in the blink of an eye, and his already thin body was now as thin as a piece of paper, so fragile.

……

The young man shook his hand lightly.

……

The boy's drowsy consciousness suddenly woke up.

……Disappeared.

...and the mana is gone.

Whether it was casual or calm, the boy's wide-open eyes were full of panic that had never been seen before.

Yes, panic.

Since coming to this world, whether it was the bloody assassination mission when he was living in Balian, or the later Obsidian War and the Ring War, the power he mastered in the special training in the battle after battle suddenly fell short and disappeared?

The young man stretched out his frighteningly thin arm, looked at his skinny palm, turned pale, turned his wrist, and a half-foot white jade scepter appeared out of thin air, and the soft light illuminated the dark and damp water prison.

It was very hot, and the scepter in his hand was too hot to hold.

Under the white light, the young man's face became even more ugly, but the hand holding the scepter was even tighter, as if it was about to crush the scepter.

[...System reminder: Magic patterns can be inlaid on the scepter, and after inlaying, it will be replaced with the dark attribute. 】

【……mosaic. 】

The black diamond-shaped metal sheet, like the scales attached to the body of a fish, surrounded the white jade scepter. Then, a dazzling black light shone, gradually covering the white light. Just when the black light was about to completely cover the white light, the white light suddenly broke free. Bondage, intertwined with black light.

[... System: Sorry, host, you didn't listen to my reminder just now.Since the host's current magic pattern fragments have not been collected, there may be some side effects...]

As soon as the system's voice fell, a sudden change occurred.

On the staff, the brilliant light suddenly receded like the tide, but the staff that appeared in front of my eyes was no longer the original smooth and jade-like appearance, but the one that looked like a fire stick. What's different is the shape like a twig, and the obscure and complicated inscription on the end of the stick.

[...System: The host is really smart.Since the power of the magic pattern is not enough to cover the original light power, the two powers are now offset...it is indeed a good fire stick. 】

Blinking his eyes, the boy didn't complain about the system. He grinned silently, and gently embraced the black twig-like wooden stick, falling into a deep sleep.

This time, I slept for a long time, but also very lightly, and seemed to hear the sound of people talking in my sleep.

"Yo ho! I can finally kill people. My precious gun will soon become a master gun if it sees no more blood!"

"That's right! But it's strange to say that this Mirufiore, a small family that has just risen, dares to directly challenge us Pengelie!"

"Huh? That's right. What's the matter with this, the little-known Mirufiore has already made Pengel so troublesome that we need to take action?"

"Who knows. Maybe those elders can't hold back because of some ten-generation purpose."

really noisy.Turning over, the boy who just wanted to continue sleeping suddenly felt his body rising, and now he really couldn't fall asleep.

"Hee hee hee hee~~~ The prince said there will be no problem, this prince is a genius~"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a row of neat white teeth and the eyeless baby face in front of him.

"Hey! Scum! Stand up and follow us! Don't try to play tricks!!"

The loud voice as usual is not as unbearable as before, this broken body even weakens the senses.

Pushing away the black hair that blocked his sight, the boy put his elbows on the ground and was about to stand up, but the limbs supporting his body became weak for a while, and fell to the ground again with a plop. The boy kept panting, and even the little movement just now exhausted all his strength.

"Trouble, can I find a wooden stick, it should be in the water."

"...Salvage it!" Squalo frowned deeply, and after shouting into the earphones, he shouted at Bell, who was grinning beside him, "Let's go!"

They just walked out like that, not caring whether the prisoner behind them would escape, and even more indifferent to salvaging the wooden barrel that might be a weapon.

Don't care.

In fact, Squalo originally objected to throwing Kenya Ogawa into the dungeon, because there is a strange rumor about the liquid in the dungeon, that is, if the person who enters is determined enough, not only will he be unharmed, but he will also die. Increase your strength, otherwise, if your will is not firm, you will abolish all your strength and become a useless person, no matter what kind of power you have before, whether it is illusion or flame.

Of course, in Pengo Lie's hundreds of years of history, no one who has entered will not be abolished, and Ken Ogawa is no exception.

Tch, what a useless scum, it was in vain for him to worry in vain.

Squalo turned his head and looked at the young man who was walking forward with the wooden stick as a crutch with disdain.

Not paying attention to the two people in front, the boy obediently leaned on a cane and limped along in their footsteps. He was very quiet, except for a bitter smile on his drooping face.

They walked for a while and came to a garden, but in Wan Yang's feeling, it seemed that they had walked for a long time.

"Cut! That brat, why does he always hang out with that group of trash!" Squalo spat in a low voice, feeling a bit like a resentful woman whose husband had gone out with other women.

I saw, in the distance, on the green grass under the blue sky, the boy in white robe and a group of people beside him were laughing and laughing, so disharmonious.

No way... Wan Yang twitched the corners of his mouth dryly, even if he didn't say anything, wouldn't he be able to see it? That body has changed into a soul, so it's fine for everyone else, even Gangji's super intuitive, ghosts like Reborn can't see it what.

"Yo~ Squalo, you guys are here. I didn't expect that you really caught him. It's amazing!" The white-robed boy waved at them from a distance, and smiled brightly.

"...Have you really become a cripple?" The white-robed boy looked at him with worried watery eyes, walked in, put his palm on his arm holding the walking stick, white light glowed, "Assist: Heal."

Eyes wide open, there was a rumbling thunder in his head, Wan Yang looked in disbelief at the white light that lit up in the white-robed boy's hand, although it was weaker than his, it was indeed released.

"How is this possible! You!" Wan Yang grabbed the white-robed boy's shoulders with all his strength, and raised his head suddenly. Before he could vent his anger, he saw the white-robed boy move his head forward following his movements. Qing, the two actually kissed like this.

Of course, this is only from Wan Yang's perspective, and from the perspective of everyone beside him, but the shoulder-length black-haired boy forcibly grabbed the shoulder of the white-robed boy, intending to commit misdeeds.

"Wan Jun! Are you alright?" Gang Ji, who rushed over, pulled the white-robed boy and blocked him behind him. The boy who came back ten years later has faded from his childishness compared to before, and is more mature without losing the gentleness of Dakong. However, He Shanru turned his face coldly, "Kenya Okawa! Wan Jun treats you regardless of previous suspicions, don't know what is good or bad!"

"Get out of the way! Sawada Tsunayoshi. Let me ask you clearly." He grabbed the white-robed boy with one hand without a cane, and in the next second, a scorching flame of the sky rose in front of his eyes, preventing him from approaching.

Hit by the surging air current, Wan Yang became unsteady and sat on the ground. His skinny body was covered with a gray prison uniform, his face was also covered with dust, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

Allah, I accidentally forgot, he can't order Sawada Tsunayoshi now.

The young man laughed lowly, then raised his head, his eyes were full of gleam, leaving only an extremely docile look, he said, "I'm sorry, Sawada-san and Wan-san, I offended you just now."

It was said that behind Gang Ji, the white-robed boy showed a humble and polite smile.

I compromise, tell me why.

Don't worry, the white-robed boy smiled deeper and deeper.

The author has something to say:

Brain Universe:

The white-robed boy pushed down the weak black-haired boy, "I want to fuck you!"

Then, looking at his face, he withered.

No no no! !Again! !

He pulled the teenager under him onto himself, "Come and fuck me!"

So, looking at his own face that was gradually enlarged in front of him, he felt pain again, "Stop!"

Wan Yang twisted her black hair innocently, "Ala, ala~"