After Brian quietly solved the scattered guards, he found the location of the dungeon.

He walked silently like a ghost in this cold and wet dungeon.

Two torches were inserted into the mossy wall, providing dim lighting for the smoke-filled room.

In his sight, a long, low table was fixed in the center of the room, with magical shackles made of pure gold, and on the wall opposite him were four prisoners who were imprisoned.

As expected, Brian successfully found the figure of Ranger Azara Hawk in the third cell.

The son of the elected man of the magic goddess was miserable and curled up pitifully in the corner of the cell. The thin clothes covered with blood were covered with traces of being beaten by long-whip torture tools everywhere, revealing shocking blood marks.

His feet and hands were also bound by heavy shackles of the forbidden demons. Brian just glanced at the magic runes of the shackles and guessed that there were still spells that were constantly weakening their physical strength.

"Is it Azara? If you are still alive, just squeak." Brian shook his head and waved his hood, looked at the Ranger who had his eyes closed and had a faint moan, and shouted with a raised voice.

After shouting, he was about to open the cell, but suddenly he found that the ranger trapped here suddenly opened his bright eyes and looked up to see his figure. After he suddenly felt joy on his blood-stained face.

"It turned out to be Mr. Brian, ah, hiss... praise the Queen of the Forest, I didn't expect that you would come to save me." With the sound of heavy shackles, Azara stood up while pulling her heavy body, walked to the door of the cell, and said with anticipation, "Please, let me out quickly."

Brian had an illusion that instinctively felt that the ranger was obviously different from his weak and embarrassed appearance when he got up.

It was like the other party’s miserable appearance was pretending.

Is it fake?

Instead of opening the door of the cell, Brian looked at Azara through the window with a vigilant look and smiled: "You kid really have good eyesight. You can recognize my identity at a glance. He still thinks without any doubt that I am really saving you. As an elite scout of the Harpist Alliance, if this is your style, then in my opinion, you deserve it."

"Sir, I misunderstood." Azara in the cell heard this and immediately understood the true meaning of Bryan's words. He smiled awkwardly and quickly explained: "The reason why I can recognize you at a glance is because I felt Aunt Xiren's silver fire breath in you. Obviously you have received her recognition, which is enough to make me disappear all my doubts."

"Hillon's silver fire breath?" Brian showed a confused look, then carefully checked his attributes and status, and asked in confusion: "Why didn't I feel it?"

"Okay, when I didn't ask." After saying this, he immediately guessed the reason, then waved his hand, the lock of the cell fell off automatically, and the door opened in response.

He looked at Azara who was walking out thoughtfully, with a keen sense of magic. After feeling the invisible breath of naturalness emitted by the other party, he said: "So, you have been favored by the goddess of the forest and have become her voter."

"That's right." Azara nodded slightly, stepped hard on the wall of the cell, then took a few breaths, raised her hands tied up in shackles, and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Brian, before asking for information, can I unlock my imprisonment first? I have been tortured by Bann's magic tricks."

"How to untie these shackles?" Brian looked at Azara's shackles carefully. After seeing that the shackles were not as simple as ordinary magic equipment, he frowned and asked, "Do you know where the key is?"

"It's over..." After hearing Brian's words, Azara's heart suddenly sank into the valley, and her happy expression turned into a bitter face. "The key to the shackles must be in Sailu'er's hands. Well, in this case, I can only ask you to send me to the Misty Valley and ask Aunt Storm to help you think of a solution."

"No need to be so troublesome, I'll try it first." Brian looked at the intensity of the shackles, nodded slightly, and then said to him, "Stand up, let me try it with cleavage."

"What? Lysis?"

Azara's eyes widened in surprise. Seeing that Brian had raised his right hand and was about to cast the spell, he looked panicked and quickly stopped him, "Wait a minute! Let's forget it. I want to live two more years. Can the cleavage be used casually? You are not afraid that this spell will be released, and even I will be cleavage together."

"Besides, going to the Misty Valley is not difficult for you." He made the final addition.

"Don't worry, I'm still responsible." Brian smiled slightly and cast a spell before the other party could speak.

Azara closed her eyes in fear and showed a martyr's expression.

While he was waiting for a few seconds, a magical light flashed, covering the shackles of his hands and feet, instantly decomposing it into a material form, and all of it dissipated in the air with a "bang".

"Is this a Nine-ring spell?" Feeling the power gradually recovering, Azara looked at Brian in disbelief and said tremblingly: "I didn't expect you to be able to control the power of the cleavage so exquisitely. You are worthy of being a spellcasting genius."

Brian accepted Azara's praise with a slightly embarrassed look.

In fact, the reason why he was able to control the "Demon Duncan Splitting Technique" so exquisitely has nothing to do with his magical talent.

This is entirely due to the legendary spell "The Great Destruction Technique" given to him by the god of mage Azus. After he completely integrated this legendary spell through Azus' divine power, the nine-ring spell similar to it will naturally become very skilled.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This is like learning the third grade course and then learning the second grade course, which is easy to master.

In the dim cell, an emerald green magic light flashed, and the blood and injuries around Azara were all healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her whole body gradually became energetic.

"This is the ability given to you by the goddess of the forest." Brian led the other party out of the cell and asked: "In theory, as a divine power, the means of confinement in the material world alone may not be restricted at all. Why are you still doing so miserable?"

"You don't know anything about this." Azara shrugged helplessly, "If I really use this force to heal my injuries, the guards guarding the cell will definitely torture me all over my body before they will give up. In this case, I can only deliberately show an extremely weak look."

"If it were me, I would send a priest to your side, and then heal you while whipping you with a whip." Brian seemed to remember something interesting and said to him with a smile.

After hearing this sentence, Azara subconsciously shrank her neck and said with a ugly expression: "How could this group of cultists not have imagined such things that even you can think of?"

"Okay, pretend I didn't say it." Brian curled his smile and asked in confusion:

"I have just fought with Manrathon. In my opinion, as a voter of the forest goddess, the ranger whose strength has been improved to the middle legend has been raised by a warrior and hammered and held in a cell."

"How could Manrathon be my opponent!" Azara's face turned red and argued with a little excitement: "Even if it's the United Sai Luer together, they can't keep me. The reason why I was arrested was not because... ahem... I was careless, and I was careless if I was accidentally."

"Your so-called carelessness is probably tempted by Sailu's beauty." Brian glanced at him and said in a teasing tone:

"I heard that Seluer, the leader of the Black Hope Legion, was once Thom's paladin, often assisting some harpists in the valley to block the expansion of the Dark Trade Network..."

Seeing the pale face of the slightly thin-skinned ranger, he was almost red from his ears, Brian suddenly realized that the dark guard of Bain was really an affair with Azara. No wonder this girl tortured him so badly.

"This is just an accident, there will never be another next time." Azara snorted, took the initiative to walk forward, lead the way for Brian, and walked towards the hidden portal underground together.

"Oh, by the way." Brian seemed to remember something and asked again: "When I went to Shadow Valley, I happened to pass by the Mist Valley. Why didn't I see your mother? She wouldn't have any accidents due to the scars of the magic net?"

Azara's mother was Dov Eagle Hand. After dying with the ghost prince Vatik, she wandered in the Valley of Mist in the form of soul, like Xilun.

"No, she has gone to Deep Water City to accompany Aunt Laila, who has lost her husband." Azara led him into a dark staircase, paused, looked up at the little spider on the ceiling, and sighed, "When I left, I didn't even call me."

Brian followed Azara's footsteps and looked at him sympathetically, and couldn't help but complain, "That's really a bit too irresponsible. Although the voters of the magic goddess have a very great mission, they cannot ignore their family affection."

It has to be said that the seven sisters in the Northland are worthy of being the daughter of the second generation of magic goddess. In addition to their lifestyle, even the children born like to be free of charge.

"yes."

Azara smiled helplessly, "However, since she was busy purifying the plague spread by the goddess of plague in the bow valley, which led to missing my coming-of-age ceremony, I have figured it out and I don't care much."

During the chat, the two of them successfully arrived at the widest corridor of the underground castle.

At their end was a wide double-leaf door, with torches burning quietly on both sides of the door, illuminating the remains of the murals that had long been decaying and peeling on both sides of the corridor.

And the door at the end is obviously built recently, brand new and shining, with a gorgeous and terrifying scene painted on it:

A tall and vicious figure in black armor was raising his thorny fist to hit countless weak and panicked civilians, and there was a passage on the right side of the door leading to the other door...

"The portal is hidden here." Azara pointed to another door, "It was here that I encountered ambush from Manrathon and Sailor."

Brian nodded slightly, and after careful confirmation and inspection, he walked in carefully with Azara.

In this door is a long hall with a cold atmosphere, and green light emits from the surrounding torches illuminating the room.

There are three niches on both sides of the hall, and a statue stands upright inside each. The statue on the farthest right side looks like he has fallen and fallen, lying horizontally on the ground.

On the stairs at the end of the hall is an altar made of black ore, covered with a blood-red blanket, and two candles burning, emitting extraordinary green light.

On the left, right and back walls of the altar, a long tapestry was bent, and a fierce man used his own thorny gloves to pass through the enemy's chest...

Brian waved his hand, and a spell-like light flashed, and the tapestry was lifted from the air and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, an arch made of unknown black marble, appeared in the sight of the two of them.

"This arch is the portal to Santir Castle, right?" Brian looked at the ranger beside him and asked.

"That's right." Azara nodded with an ugly face and said, "Don't act rashly. We must break the arch within one minute, otherwise, we will definitely be noticed by Bozor and stopped by teleportation spells, just..."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Azara did not continue, but Brian had guessed what he meant, "It's just that this portal has divine power, and it's impossible to destroy it in a short time, right?"

"That's right." Azara nodded, "Although I am a voter of the Forest Goddess, I am not a spellcaster and cannot destroy it through spells."

"Then why did you go to Krague Castle alone?" Hearing this, Brian became curious.

"Oh... it's hard to describe." Azara showed an embarrassing look.

"Since it's hard to finish, don't say it." Brian guessed what he was thinking. The other party probably wanted to convince the fallen paladin Sailor through his three-inch tongue.

From Azara's slightly painful expression at this moment, it can be seen that he had completely given up on the leader of the Black Hope Legion.

Otherwise, while he was tortured by whipping while he was being treated, wouldn’t it be all hit on the dog or a licking dog?

After carefully observing the architectural style of the portal and the divine power vaguely emitted, Brian realized until now that the two legendary spells given to him by the god of wizard Azus were all of them with profound meaning.

"Let me do it." He no longer delayed his time, and immediately prepared the legendary spell "The Great Destruction Technique" and released it on the portal.

Accompanied by a faint golden light flashing on the portal, this building, similar to an arch, began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye in the blink of an eye.

In just a moment, it turned into a pile of ruins.

At this moment, a rich dark energy rose from the ruins, and a phantom emitting light of light was condensed in the continuous rolling and surging.

The sudden appearance of the phantom was tall and thin, and his nose was like a shark's fin, emerging from his skinny face. His eyes were like steel, his beard drooped to his waist, and his long hair, like a bunch of thin ropes, floated slightly.

"Oh no, it's Bozor, the voter of the Dark Monarch, how did he appear here?" After seeing the real identity of the phantom, Azara's expression changed drastically, and her whole body became tensed like a long bow full of strings.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a phantom, nothing scary." Brian patted the Ranger's shoulder with a relaxed look on his face, and looked at Bozor's eyes like steel with interest.

"Marrathon, what's going on?" Bozor's majestic voice echoed in the secret room. "Who destroyed the portal, why can't I sense its location?"

"If you can't sense it, just open your eyes and see who we are, and you will understand." Brian replied calmly.

"Hmm?" Bozor's eyes floated a little clear, and fell on Brian, and asked subconsciously: "Who are you? You dare to destroy my plan."

"When has the intelligence system of Dark Trade Network become so bad?" Brian said in a slightly mocking tone, "That's better call it Tinnitus Trade Network, so as not to be embarrassed."

"It's you again!" Bozor recognized Brian's identity, "Mage Lord of Mokou Town, I haven't settled the score with you yet, you dare to destroy my plan!"

"I'll destroy it, what can you do to me?" Brian thought for a moment and said in provocative words, "I also exploded your portal and came over to deal with me."

"..." While Azara was breathing a sigh of relief, she looked at Brian with a little speechlessness, obviously confused by the other party's actions.
To be continued...