The Dark King of London

CHAPTER 5

Phew! The other five were face down, relaxed, and the long-faced man leading the way took a deep breath, stooped respectfully, and said, “Venerable Alexander, I am the Chief Prisoner of the Dark King, Michael, these four are my men, and we will assist you in accomplishing your mission.”

The five men, who were also NPCs, Andrew Louis finally found a clue and immediately asked, “How many prisoners are in this prison?”

“In the King of Darkness, there are 16633 cells, but many prisoners have died, and only 5,359 are still alive!” Michael nodded respectfully.

“What is the strength of the weakest inmate? May I kill him?

“Sorry, I can't!” Michael shook his head bluntly, “In the King of Darkness, even the weakest inmate of the Order of the Sanctuary, with your current strength, there is no way to kill them.”

“So, how do you help me? Can you do it or not?”

Michael still shook his head: “Sorry, we can only coordinate you to complete the task, nor directly help you complete the task; we can only give a few basic instructions.”

I know it; Andrew Louis nodded, “Then how many guards are there in the King of Darkness except for the five of you?”

“All the Kings of Darkness, there are only five guards over us!”

“Huh? Just five guards, how can you control more than five thousand prisoners?”

“The King of Darkness himself is strong enough; he has the function of enchanted and forbidden ghosts; these prisoners are kept here; there is no way to escape; the five of us are enough.”

Next, Andrew Louis asked many questions, and Michael answered them.

The Dark King from the Middle Ages until now has been in countless pasts, detaining a group and leaving a group of powerful existence; they are permanently sealed here until they die old. Currently, criminals can survive in the King of Darkness, no one who is not an extremely powerful existence, arbitrarily a person fleeing outside will also cause lamentation and cruel life. Wanting to kill this mischievous criminal, with Andrew Louis's current strength, is impossible.

The key to this task still needs to be understood, knowing the key place, so completing the task is also a matter of water flowing into the river.

Andrew Louis looked at them and said, “Take me for a walk!”

Andrew Louis walked ahead and walked around the prison, and Michael and several guards followed behind.

The convoy of people walking around the prison without a purpose, on both sides were large cells, detaining each boss-level criminal, cold eyes staring at them.

Andrew Louis, as he walked, wondered at this task, and his persistence was good, and he could think about a problem for a long time and analyze it from beginning to end, from the inside to the outside, until he brought the problem fully to heart.

For a long time, Andrew Louis was still the same without stopping, but Michael's party was a bit tired; Andrew Louis did not complete the task, and they did not rest; from a certain meaning, they were also dragged in with this task.

“ Alexander the Honourable.” At this point, Michael opened his mouth, but a little bit of flooding stopped him from wanting to talk again.

"Handle what?" Andrew Louis came out of his thoughts and turned to look at him.

Michael hesitated, biting his teeth, and said, “You don't need to go back and forth aimlessly; it's a very simple task, just….” After that, Michael stopped.

“Just what?” Andrew Louis asked. With Michael's expression, a clue almost came to the surface!

A moment later, Michael said, as if organizing language, “With your strength, there is no way to kill these criminals; your strength is too weak unless you can find a strong helper.”

Help Andrew Louis frowned, “Is there someone else in the Dark King?”

“It can be said that, in fact, in prison, there are not only us but there are also many… It is a very powerful force..." After Michael finished, his gaze was intended to look carelessly at an adjoining cell.

Andrew Louis followed his gaze and immediately saw a BOSS in the cell. Then suddenly, Michael, who couldn't help but point to the cell, said, “You mean these criminals?”

“I didn't say that; you can guess!” Michael shook his head at once, but his expression was calm, obviously resigned to Andrew Louis's words, only not in his mouth.

Andrew Louis saw the expression on the man's face, and it was immediately clear in his heart; this Michael soon said that he could not directly provide help, so he said that the insinuation only guided him to guess this aspect, finally considered as help.

“Let the criminals go, let them kill each other, then I'll sit on one side and fish you for profit, okay?” Andrew Louis looked at Michael, a little doubtful; this method was too simple, completely unlike the difficulty that the task should have.

"That's right," Youcan finally guess!” Michael immediately nodded, “Although the strength of these criminals is very strong, even if they kill each other, it is very difficult to kill each other; they will let the enemy escape unless they can release a super powerful criminal!”

In Greek and Roman mythology, Andrew Louis immediately remembered the Nine-Headed Serpent (Lernaean Hydra) as an underwater monster. According to mythology, the monster had limbs with sharp claws like a knife, a spiked back, and a long tail. The head in the middle of Hydra is said to have venom and poisonous breath.

“Saying that, Mr. Alexander already knew that the stronger the crime in this Dark King, the higher its number, especially the criminals numbered before 100; they are all the survival the greatest in the world, arbitrarily one can simply help you complete the task.” Michael finished, looked at Andrew Louis a little, and changed his voice: “But they are too strong, can only be held in a sealed cell, completely sealed, this cell has no slot, no way to be examined, even I, as a prison leader do not know how they die!” Speaking of which, Michael paused for a moment, swallowed the foam, and said: “I only know, only the criminal number 11... Heis alive!”