When a thread of sunlight fell into the black prison through the cracks of the iron railing, the curled body in the prison was like a big caterpillar, gradually stretching out.

He moved a few times and crawled towards the sunshine.

It was not until the sun shone on my face that I felt satisfied.

With that faint sunshine, you can see a bloody face.

This face was so terrible that everyone who first met him was so scared that he took several steps back.

His entire face was torn off alive, his nose was cut off, leaving only two small black holes, slightly opening and closing, indicating signs of breathing. Only a deep black hole was left in the prisoner's right eye socket, and his left eye was covered with blood. He showed extreme discomfort in the soft sunlight, but he was reluctant to leave.

This is the black prison in the extremely dangerous zone of Spark. The black prison is the top priority of the dangerous zone.

Every prisoner who is imprisoned here can be said to be the most brutal, vicious and terrifying prisoner in the world.

Xiu Yi was standing outside the black prison at this moment. With the ray of sunshine, he vaguely saw that the prisoner's body was incomplete.

His left arm was broken from the bottom of his elbow, and his legs were cut off, leaving only one intact right hand.

"He is Chrispin Boran?" Souyi was a little unbelievable.

His image is completely inconsistent with what he gets from the information.

Xiu Yi even doubted that if this guy was placed in the ordinary area, he would have missed him.

"Yes, Master Dardanell." The guard replied seriously: "Chrispin Bolan, one of the most dangerous prisoners in Spark Prison. Please don't underestimate him. If it weren't for the order that even if the Great Master Marlit had cut off all his arms and legs and knocked off all his teeth, he would still be the most dangerous prisoner. As long as he wants, he can harm you at any time, or even directly threaten your life."

"Is it so scary?"

"There are no less than six jailers who have died in his hands in the past ten years, and there are as many as twelve jailers who have seriously injured him. In the past ten years, he has escaped three times. The first time we cut off one of his legs, and he continued to escape with the remaining leg. The second time we cut off another leg, he crawled away with his hands. The third time we cut off one of his hands, and he held our warden with the other hand to try to escape. That time he succeeded, but we soon caught him back. After that, we dug out one of his eyes. Shortly after that, he bit one of our colleagues to death with his teeth. This guy is simply a desperate puppet, without knowing what pain is, and he is not afraid of death. He never misses any chance to attack us. Just three days ago, he bit off one of our brothers' lives."

"Sounds interesting." Xiuyi giggled.

A waste who is so disabled that he cannot be ruined, there is such a terrifying threat. This person may be the most powerful and stoic guy Xiu Yi has ever seen since he came to this world.

"Interesting?" the guard laughed, "I must admit, Master Dardanell, you are the most courageous noble I have ever seen. There were many nobles who were curious about this Chrispin Bolan. They came in to see him, but they were soon scared by him and shivered all over. Interesting... This is the first time I have heard such an evaluation from the noble."

"It's really interesting." Shuyi said: "Aren't you afraid of torture him to death?"

"Don't worry, Master Dardanell, he can't die. We used to be worried that this guy would be tortured to death by us, so that we would not be able to explain to Lord Malit. But this guy's vitality is as tough as we weeds in the grass. No matter how you deal with him, he can always survive and survive. We have increased the punishment for him again and again, but he still lives well and never gives up his resistance to us."

"Can you let him out and see?" Xiu Yi asked.

"This..." The guards hesitated.

Xiu Yi took out a handful of Jinweit and stuffed it into the guard's hand: "Don't forget that I am a distinguished guest of the warden. If you have anything, the warden will take care of everything."

"So well, Master Dardanell."

I have to say that money is a unimaginable elixir.

Guard Owen called a guard and said, "Release Chrisping Bolan and let the young master appreciate the appearance of that bastard."

The guard pointed his head and turned around and shouted, "You guys, come here."

The four guards ran towards this side at the same time, and also brought two demon spirits.

These demon spirits stared at Xiu Yi with fierce eyes, which was obviously a natural alert to the living beings.

However, for some reason, the two demon spirits just stared at Xiu Yi for a while, and took a few steps back tremblingly at the same time, with a look of panic in their eyes.

This surprised everyone.

"It's so strange, what happened to these two guys today?" a guard wondered.

They obviously did not realize that this was the reason why Xiu Yi existed.

Xiu Yi was also confused at first, but he immediately realized that it must be the magic dragon breath left by Xu on his body that made them feel a sense of fear that arises from an extremely powerful existence.

The demon spirit and the demon dragon themselves are both abyss life. In the war history of the abyss, the demon spirit has always been a humble existence that the demon dragon disdained. Although these two demon spirits were educated by humans, they still maintained the instinct of fearing powerful existences in their bones. Therefore, they did not dare to rebel against Xiu Yi at all.

Feeling this, Xiu Yi took a few steps back and restrained his breath as much as possible. This made the two demon spirits feel much better immediately and quickly returned to their previous fierce appearance.

"It seems that nothing is wrong." said a guard, "Let's be careful of that Chrispin Bolan. Get ready to open the door!"

Four guards were ready for battle at the same time.

The iron door slowly opened while the gear sliding of "Yiya" was sliding. Xiuyi noticed that this kind of door was nearly half a meter thick, and even twisting was needed during the opening process.

As the iron door opened, the sun shone in full into the dark cell, and a foul stinking stinking came in the wind.

There was no drowning pool in the room, and there was turbid yellow water flowing on the ground. The prisoner lay in the dirty water and did not move.

The four guards approached the prisoner carefully and held the prisoner hard as if they were facing a great enemy. One of them held his head, the other tied his remaining arm tightly, and the other two were closely guarding. Seeing that the other party did not resist, they breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the prisoner out of the prison and threw it on the ground.

"Chrisping Boran" Shuyi gently pronounced this name.

The other party obviously had a slight reaction, and the blood-colored right eye looked at Xiu Yi coldly, and lowered it back.

However, just at that glance, what Shuyi saw was endless hatred and the fighting spirit of never surrender.

He looked at Bolan's body. This guy was already too thin. Under his shriveled skin, his bones were protruding, like awls in his skin, sharply highlighted. His body was covered with scars, which should have been left by the guards when he whipped him with a whip. His only remaining right nail had been pulled out, and his hair was gone, leaving only a large mottled scalp.

That's the trace after a severe burn.

Xiu Yi's heart moved and pointed at Bolan's head and asked, "Is this the masterpiece of Master Malit?"

"Yes." A guard replied: "Master Malit comes to visit this prisoner every year. He used his best fire magic to burn this guy. He was burned several times, but he was always hard.Master Malit has never been able to get the news he wants, and he is very angry. I really can't imagine what made this guy so persistent."

"The power of hatred and the power of love." Xiu Yi replied lightly.

Even under the harshest torture, Chrispin Bolan, who had not surrendered, started to tremble when he heard this.

His only remaining right eye stared at Xiuyi, full of an incredible expression.

Then he was surprised to find that the boy who came out of nowhere had a strange light flashed in his eyes under his glasses.

There is mercy, sympathy, and there is actually... support and encouragement.

The boy was smiling at him, even nodding slightly, full of appreciation.

"Can I touch him?" the boy asked the guard.

"This!" Several guards were hesitant. One of the guards replied: "This is an extremely dangerous person, and getting close to him is irresponsible to life. Master Dardanell, you don't need to take this risk."

"No, because of this, I need to get closer to him. Think about it, when I leave this prison, I can tell the state-owned girls that I have seen the most terrible prisoner in this prison. Oh, at my feet, he can only survive. You know, the girls are very vain. A heroic story can easily win their hearts. Of course, to some extent, I even hope that he can take action, and then I, Master Siser of the Dardanelles family, will subdue him. Then this story is even more perfect."

The guards laughed at the same time: "Master Dardanell, you must be very popular among the girls."

"That's right." Xiu Yi made an elegant gesture.

"Well, Master Dardanell, I hope you can be careful. You guys, wrap his mouth up and don't let him bite the master." Guard Irving ordered loudly.

Four guards rushed forward and wrapped Chrispin Boran's mouth firmly with a strip of cloth.

Shuyi walked over and squatted in front of Krisping Boran, carefully observing his injuries, and exclaimed: "It's hard to imagine how a person can withstand such injuries without dying. Don't you understand what pain is?"

Krisping Boran stared at Xiuyi, and a cold smile appeared on Xiuyi's face: "Maybe I should try whether you are afraid of pain."

His fingers suddenly pressed a wound in Bolan and pressed it down hard.

"Well!" Bolan, who was blocked, called in pain. He dripped sweat from his forehead, but his eyes were filled with indomitable will.

"It turns out that you will still hurt." Xiu Yi's voice was still cold and deep: "I like tough guys. There is no sign of surrender when you look at him."

Owen immediately interfered: "Yes, this bastard, no matter how you torture him, he will not beg for mercy. No matter what, he is indeed a tough guy."

"Is that true?" Xiuyi sneered: "I don't believe this, I still have to let him beg me for mercy."

As he said that, Xiu Yi suddenly stood up, kicked the prisoner out, stepped on him, and ravaged the guy's face while constantly exerting force, while saying coldly: "Beg me for mercy, I will let you go, otherwise you will die."

"Well!" The prisoner stared at Xiuyi.

At that moment, his pupils dilated, and he looked at the right foot that glared at him, his eyes full of surprise and incredible.

The boy was yelling at himself with a ferocious look on his face:

"Beg me for mercy!"

A mocking smile appeared in the prisoner's eyes.

Xiuyi seemed to be angry by the smile, and he raised his right foot high and stepped towards the prisoner's face one after another.

As the kicks raised and stepped down, Chrisping Bolan's one-eyed eyes became brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, the crazy trampling right foot actually slashed slightly, and just hit the cloth strip on the seal.

The strips loosened a little.

"Ao!"

The prisoner who was constantly trampled by Xiu Yi suddenly let out a long roar towards the sky, and the cloth strip in the seal could not block the airflow in his mouth and was washed out.

The prisoner suddenly stood up, lowered his head and hit Xiu Yi fiercely with his bare head.

This collision scared everyone to death.

However, the young master who was as arrogant as a playboy tortured his beloved dog was shocked by this attack and let the impact hit his lower abdomen. Then he hugged the big head with his hand and shouted: "Ah! Come and help me!"

Several guards went up to tear up Chrisping Bolan at the same time, but this guy was really strong and refused to let go of Xiu Yi.

When he finally pulled him apart, Xiu Yi's clothes had been torn apart by this desperate man, and even Xiu Yi's left hand was bitten to death.

"Bastard! Bastard!" The young master of the Dardanell family screamed in anger.
To be continued...