Chapter 2 Prelude to Destruction
"Respected Lord Karls, the God of Space Magic, I hope you will listen to my call and bring miracles to this place, and ban space. Space magic - an absolute forbidden place!"
As the whispers fell,
The twisted lines turned into crisscrossing black lines, covering Lin Feng and Thor.
At the same time, the runes on the ceiling began to surge.
But in the next moment, it seemed as if it was suppressed by something and returned to calm.
Thor's white hair fell out.
He was lying on the bed just now, and the next moment he was standing in front of Lin Feng.
This series of miraculous operations made Lin Feng stand still.
Looking at the whirlpool-like depth in Thor's eyes,
He knew that if the old man wanted to harm him, he would be powerless to fight back.
"Don't be afraid, kid."
Thor placed his wrinkled hand on Lin Feng's shoulder.
It was as heavy as a mountain, yet as gentle as a breeze, calming Lin Feng's gradually agitated emotions.
"Although I've only been with you for a year, I can see that you're a good kid. Ryan Wood went crazy because of being locked up. He went crazy a year ago," said Saul.
Lin Feng wanted to answer, but found that he couldn't open his mouth at all.
What is this old man talking about?
What kind of magic is this, is this a dream or reality?
He had so many questions that he could only convey them with his eyes.
"Listen to me first. I don't have much time left. I can't survive the remaining 50 years."
"They will kill me sooner or later."
"But you are different. You have marks that do not belong to the magical continent. Please forgive me for taking risks."
Thor continued.
Every second, his gray hair was falling.
The spirit is also visibly withering.
"No matter who you are, your presence is a gift from the God of Magic to me, and it is also the hope for finding the truth."
Lin Feng's expression became more and more confused.
Magic, what did he hear?
Thor said there is a god of magic.
Yes.
If there is no magic, then how can all these miraculous methods be performed?
And what on earth was Thor talking about?
What truth?
He has only been here for a year, does he need to bear such a strange mission?
Unfortunately, Thor couldn't hear Lin Feng's question.
He was still talking to himself.
"They won't let you go, they'll kill you."
"So I'll create a mess, and when you get out, keep going west."
"Until we ran to a place called Sunset Town."
"Find the largest camphor tree, and use a charcoal pencil to carve this magic circle on the trunk."
"You'll know what to do then."
Thor's eyes moved and he glanced towards the iron gate.
When he removed his hand from Lin Feng's shoulder, the black line floating in the air receded like the tide.
When the last black line disappeared, the heavy iron door was knocked open from the outside with a bang.
A red-robed warden and twelve black-robed guards stood in the dark corridor.
A silent feeling of oppression poured into this room of less than 6 square meters.
Before Lin Feng had time to look at the magic circle that appeared out of thin air in his mind, he realized that trouble was coming.
He had never seen such a scene, so fierce.
Before he could utter a word, two black-robed guards rushed in and took him down.
The red pupils of the red-robed warden were fixed on Thor, who was at ease.
"Black Saul! What are you doing?"
"I didn't do anything. I just had some serious hair loss recently, so I came down to clean up."
Thor pointed at the white hair that fell on the ground, and smoothed the remaining sparse hair, with a look of regret in his eyes.
"You'd better behave yourself," the red-robed warden warned, waving his hand, "Take Black Saul to the detention room, take Ryan Wood to the detention room!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two black-robed prison guards exerted a little force and bent Lin Feng's waist.
But the black-robed guard in front of Thor extended his hand and invited him out of the cell.
Why are there two different treatments for both of us going to the solitary confinement room?
Preferential treatment for the elderly?
"Wait! I'm going to be out tomorrow, why are you putting me in the detention room now?"
Just when Lin Feng passed by the red-robed warden, he realized that the reason these people appeared was most likely because of Thor's series of "miracles" just now.
This old man cheated him!
"take away!"
Lin Feng was responded to by the red-robed warden’s decisive and cold answer.
In the eerie corridor, the roar of the beast at the end still echoed.
Thor walked in front with his head held high.
In front of him was the red-robed warden;
Behind him were 10 black-robed guards.
Like the emperor's parade, the scene is grand and majestic.
Lin Feng was held behind his back by two black-robed guards. He was hunched over and could only see his own steps.
The road to the confinement room is long.
In the winding corridors, it seems as if one is walking towards an endless abyss.
The solitary confinement cell is not scary, what is scary is the test of fear along the way.
At this time, Thor stopped.
There is unfathomable darkness ahead and light that has been swallowed up behind.
"Black Thor, why don't you leave?" The red-robed warden turned towards Thor with a cautious look in his eyes.
"I haven't been out for a long time, but the magic circle of this prison is still as beautiful as ever."
Thor's eyes wandered around the metal walls that were engraved with patterns.
There was satisfaction and appreciation in his eyes, as if he was looking at a masterpiece of a craftsman.
"The Metal Jungle Prison has been standing in the Land of Eternal Calamity for over a hundred years. It is these magic arrays that have cut off the idea of escaping the prison. For a hundred years, no one has ever been able to escape from this place."
The red-robed warden looked at the magical patterns on the metal wall with admiration.
Rumor has it that more than a hundred years ago, a legendary magician named Murphy Jenny built this great building.
No matter if they are gangsters or extremely vicious.
As long as you step into this metal jungle, there is no way to escape except to be released.
When the Metal Jungle was first established, the Red Warden was just an apprentice magician.
Today he manages this great building and still gets excited when he talks about it.
Suddenly, the red-robed warden noticed Thor's disdainful look, as if he was mocking him.
"Stop talking nonsense! Just stay in the detention room!"
The red-robed warden shook his sleeves and turned away.
"Hahaha!" Thor laughed loudly and suddenly shouted to Lin Feng behind him, "Ryan, have you ever seen a flower called Epiphyllum?"
“…I have.”
Lin Feng now just wants to curse this damn old man.
What time is it? Do you still have the mind to make jokes here?
“Epiphyllum is beautiful, but it only appears for a moment. But it is precisely because it appears for a moment that people cherish its beauty even more.”
Thor said loudly.
The words fell.
The beast at the end of the corridor let out a loud roar, as if responding to Thor's motto.
Listen to this correct nonsense.
For some reason, Lin Feng gradually calmed down.
Thor's words seemed to echo in my ears again.
Is Saul crazy?
No.
His words sounded more like a farewell.
What does he want to do?
I don’t know how far I walked, but the stickiness and coldness in the air became stronger.
The surrounding metal walls exude not only coldness, but also sin.
The rooms surrounding the solitary confinement cell hold the most vicious criminals in the entire iron jungle.
When Lin Feng and Thor arrived at the door of the confinement room, Thor stopped again.
His white hair began to fall out again, one by one.
In the windless corridor, gusts of restless wind surged.
The beast at the end could no longer suppress the vibration in its throat and roared madly!
On the metal wall, the magic lines burst out with crimson light and began to change and distort.
"What are you doing!"
The red-robed warden seemed to have noticed something.
He took out a brown-red wooden wand from his arms and pointed it at Thor.