The Devil's Escape Diary

And depending on the situation, these guys have obviously already played with the guys on the last floor.

After seeing Hughes, one man, one sword and one blood, everyone received a signal, the original confrontation instantly turned into conflict and fighting!

After Hughes cut off the two guys who were about to close the door, he immediately disappeared.

Barbara's voice sounded from her mind: "Boss! More than 300 defenders have entered the prison. They don't know what they are carrying, and the invisible guy will be swept out directly. I can't get in now. Why are you? come out?"

"Don't worry." Hughes replied: "I have a way to come out. How about the fighting outside?"

"I can't intervene about the sanctuary, but...there has been a fight on the way down the mountain. But looking at the movement...the group of people was probably bombed badly."

"That's good, you can hide it, remember to help Bud if you have a chance."

The said Husse had already walked out of the shadows, but his appearance had changed at this time.

At this time, Hughes carried a wooden stick and was wearing a prison uniform, just like a prisoner.

After determining the direction, Hughes got into the prisoner pile.

ps: The second one, and the third one after checking.Then...Is there someone who can write a character introduction?

It is the introduction of the characters in the set.Nicole, Anna, Crotia, Barbara, Cher.The kind that does not spoil the two points.

I made a bunch of typos myself last time.And the operation is going to do the encyclopedia, and now I...I am stuck in an update whirlpool.

Seven hundred and thirtieth chapter: I am not a human

On the second floor, the warden who was first controlled by Hughes and the others has awakened.

But the surrounding killing situation has made him realize that something is wrong.

"Damn, how old are those people playing?" This guy said with emotion secretly.

But just as he was about to get up and climb out, a noisy footsteps approached!

The warden hurriedly stopped his actions. He wiped two handfuls of blood on his face, lay on the ground with his companion's arm in front of his eyes, and looked out through a small slit.

After seeing the prisoners passing by this place, this guy decisively gave up the idea of ​​getting up, and simply continued to play dead.

At this time, Hughes had already mixed into the prisoners.

There were hundreds of jailers in the six-story dungeon, retreating and beating, but they were still surrounded by prisoners.And the number is getting smaller and smaller.

They have benefited from two things so far.

The first is that the structure of the dungeon does not allow a large number of groups, they are only attacked by the enemy, not from all sides.

The second is that most of the prisoners have been trapped for a long time and are malnourished, and there are still many shackled on their bodies that have not been untied for a while.

Hughes mingled among the prisoners, constantly pushing outward.

However, the situation at this time is not very optimistic for these prisoners.

Because the guards of the Obsidian Prison came in.

The outermost free prisoners who issued weapons were fighting with them.

After a stalemate for a while, a guy who was obviously the head came out and shouted: "We will only arrest one person, hand him over, and we will let you go back, otherwise...it doesn't matter if you kill him."

He took out a magical image of Seuss, but... where are these prisoners free to find Seuss?

This group of defenders also had a headache. It stands to reason that those guys should be easy to find, but all of them are prisoners. Where are the people they are looking for?

It was also at this time that there were only more than 30 wounded prison guards and prison officers who had already called out loudly.

At this time, the garrison leader no longer cared about Hughes, shouting to save people.

The jailers went out as if they were hit with chicken blood in an instant, and Hughes had hidden in the darkness again.

At this moment, one jailer accidentally dropped the weapon in his hand, and the prisoner in front of him had already smashed it down with a big blade that he didn't know where it came from.

The jailer's eyes were filled with despair for an instant, but the next moment, a long knife stood in front of him.

With a stroke of the long knife, he directly chopped off one of the prisoner's hands, caught his weapon and handed it to the jailer: "Be careful."

The jailer was overjoyed and took the weapon and said excitedly: "Thank you brother!"

He took time out and glanced to the side, only to find that this guy was a bit faceless.

But he has no time to think about this kind of thing at this time. After all, all the survivors now are mixed with six layers, and the face is normal.And...Although it looks fresh, it seems a bit impression.

Most importantly, he just saved himself.

This person is naturally Hughes who has put on a jailer's clothes.

With the joining of Hughes, coupled with the chaos of the battle in this place, Hughes' small movements from time to time instantly cleared the way for these survivors.

Until in the end they made a bloody road and ran into the group of defenders head on.

The garrison general looked at the twenty or so blood-stained jailer who couldn't tell the blood of the enemy from his own, and he felt a sudden heartache.

"Protect brothers to the back!" he shouted.

The shield soldiers in the front row instantly gave way, giving the lucky group a path to the living, and they themselves were full of energy at this time.

What a shame!

There was a bit of hatred in the eyes of the prisoners.

Behind the defenders, a group of jailers had collapsed to the ground, and several doctors ran over and began emergency treatment.

The guy who was first rescued by Hughes had slashes on his body. At this time, he grinned at Hughes by his side: "Thanks, brother."

"It's okay." Seuss got up.

"Huh?" The jailer looked at Seuss curiously: "How come there are no wounds on my brother?"

"Because it is unnecessary." Hughes laughed.

"No need?" The jailer didn't understand what it meant.

Then he saw that Seuss drew out a series of yellow spells, and then throw them out.

He looked in the direction where the spell was scattered. There was...

The back of the defender!

The jailer's face changed wildly, combined with the performance of Hughes just now, this guy seemed to instantly understand what was going on.