408: Chapter 407: Battle with the Ironclad Men 408: Chapter 407: Battle with the Ironclad Men Ale’s actions commanded respect, and because of this, Ning Fan’s view of the big man underwent a significant change.
Ning Fan hesitated for a moment, but finally gave Ale a trusting look before turning and heading down towards the lower levels of the Death Prison.
“They’re just a pack of beasts.
Don’t underestimate me!” Ale bellowed as he charged at the wolf pack with the Damascus Saber in hand.
The wolf pack, numbering in the dozens, virtually occupied the entire corridor ahead of Ale, and glints of blood-red ferocity flickered in the dim hallway as the surrounding inmates watched him in astonishment.
Ale sneered defiantly, his gaze unflinchingly meeting that of the wolves in front of him.
One wolf pounced, while several others attempted to ambush Ale from the sides; a few more tried to bypass him, leaping over the iron gate to chase after Ning Fan.
“Where do you think you’re going!”
Ale, wielding his War Saber, slashed heavily at the airborne wolves.
Sssshhh—
One wolf was cleaved in half by Ale’s blow, its blood splattering everywhere as the pack began to howl, their appearance becoming even more fierce and terrifying.
The sight of dozens of vicious wolves baring their teeth at humans was enough to send chills down anyone’s spine.
Ale stood in the middle of the corridor, as if he were the lone guardian against a thousand foes.
As long as he could stand there today, he would not allow anything to get past the iron gate behind him.
Elsewhere, as Ning Fan continued to delve deeper into the inner workings of the Death Prison, she noticed that the cells were becoming increasingly sparse.
However, one thing that remained the same was the terrible stench below, a nose-wrinkling, unbearable odor, as if the place hadn’t been cleaned in decades.
Clap, clap, clap, clap!
“I didn’t expect you to actually make it this far.
I must say, you’re quite brave.
We haven’t had visitors come for a tour in a long time,”
Suddenly, applause echoed from the darkness, and a jailer clad in iron armor emerged from the depths of the prison.
The man in iron armor looked at Ning Fan with interest, his eyes twinkling with a mocking gleam.
The mere name of the Death Prison was enough to deter the faint-hearted.
In the Dark World, the rumors about this place were indeed terrifying.
It was established during World War II, initially used to detain spies and secretly interrogate them.
After WW II ended, and most of the inmates had been executed, the prison faced possible abandonment.
However, the Warden at that time was ruthless.
After the war ended, he struck new dealings with the powers that be, agreeing to take in any kind of prisoner afterward.
Later, with the establishment of the European Union, the Death Prison also caught the attention of other influential figures, and its “services” were no longer just for official use.
Some were for private organizations as well.
This was also the main reason why the Yun Ci Guild was able to send Ouyang Feifei into this place.
“Have you decided how you want to die?”
The man in iron armor looked at Ning Fan with a cold gaze, his demeanor suddenly changing, as a chill of lethal intent swept towards Ning Fan.
Even though the Warden had said nothing about Ning Fan and Ale’s infiltration, as his trusted follower, the man in iron armor was well aware; if this matter were to be leaked, it would be a stain on the reputation of the Death Prison.
The Warden did not show any anger, but that did not mean the person was not angry about the incident.
Those who broke into their Death Prison only had one fate: death, either as food for their pets or being beaten to death alive.
Either way, there was no chance of survival.
“Just you?” Ning Fan sneered, his sharp gaze piercing the darkness behind the man in iron clothes, “Or call the rest of them to handle it.
I don’t want to waste time.”
“Still so arrogant at the brink of death.
You really think Death Prison is a place you can come and go as you please!” The man in iron clothes changed color, probably because he did not expect Ning Fan to realize there were others behind him.
“Kid, you’re out of luck.
I originally planned to give you a quick death.
But now, heh heh heh…
I’m going to make you wish you were dead!”
The man in iron clothes looked at Ning Fan viciously while pulling out a strangely styled handgun from his waist.
The all-black handgun was significantly different from ordinary ones.
Ning Fan had never seen such an inverted-triangle-shaped firearm before, which must be a custom weapon from Death Prison.
Ning Fan kept a note of caution in his mind.
Everywhere in Death Prison was treacherous, and he was not sure about the exact power of the new weapon in the opponent’s hand.
It was always good to be cautious.
“You seem curious about what I’m holding in my hand,” the man in iron clothes sneered viciously, looking extremely confident as if he already held the winning ticket.
“Don’t be impatient; I’ll let you experience how powerful this thing is in a moment.
I’ll take that right leg of yours!”
As soon as the man in iron clothes finished speaking, he shouted loudly, and a white laser shot toward Ning Fan.
The laser was incredibly fast.
Ning Fan had sensed danger the second before and had already begun evasive maneuvers.
The slender white beam ultimately hit the floor by Ning Fan’s foot, leaving a black spot where it had melted, creating a black, roughly five-centimeter-long hole.
The laser was carrying high heat, melting and penetrating any material it struck instantly.
If that laser had hit Ning Fan’s foot, his right leg might indeed have been useless by now, possibly the entire leg would have been melted away by the high-temperature laser.
“You are quite the agile fellow, indeed a yellow-skinned monkey!”
The man in iron clothes curled his lip in disdain, and following that, three or four men dressed like him stepped out from the darkness as well.
Ning Fan’s senses were not wrong; there were indeed others behind this guy.
“Stop playing with this monkey.
Just finish him off quickly, and take out that cow while you’re at it!”
“Tch, I don’t need your reminder!”
Subsequently, dozens of lasers shot towards Ning Fan, engulfing the sky.
Ning Fan’s expression turned grave as he pushed his speed to the limit, leaving several afterimages in the air.
The next second, his figure had already appeared in front of the five men in iron clothes.
“An interval of about 0.5 seconds, huh?” Ning Fan said coldly, extending two fingers and pinching a Silver Needle, he drove it into the neck of the man in iron clothes who was looking at him in disbelief.
The Silver Needle instantly disappeared into the man’s neck, and the terrifying poison invaded his brain in less than a second.
The man bled from all orifices and died the next moment.
“Kill him quick!”
The remaining four men in iron clothes watched Ning Fan in horror.
They could never have imagined that the situation would change so quickly; Ning Fan had killed one of their companions in the blink of an eye.