My Cell Prison

Chapter 785: Chapter 785: Secret Movements

Holy City – Civilian District.

A chaotic accumulation, a densily packed zone of poor and dirty shacks with no planning involved.

The narrow winding roads are overflowing with sewage.

The overly damp environment has fostered a great amount of fungi; you can see mushrooms and moss growing everywhere, from the cracks in the walls to the stones on the ground.

Shaggy mice scurry hither and thither underfoot.

However, these mice are rather ‘friendly’ towards humans. They make an effort to stay outdoors, scavenging for food in garbage piles and not deliberately spreading diseases.

They seem fully aware that their survival is due to the humans having established the Holy City.

Even the lowest ranking sheriffs avoid this area when they can, haphazardly scribbling in the patrol report to signify this zone has been checked.

At this moment.

A stranger clad in a high-collared trench coat, his face completely obscured, walks into the area.

An icy chill emanates from him, unaffected by the sewage here, but it’s cold enough to make the residents shiver and dispel any ill intentions they might harbor.

Walking to the deepest part of this street, he stopped by a narrow alley that only one person could pass through at a time.

Knock knock knock!

He reaches out to knock on an iron door embedded in the wall.

Through a small window, a pair of ferocious eyes peered out.

The mysterious man outside the door took out a blank piece of paper, on it he drew the mark of the ‘Dagger and Fist’.

Boom boom boom!

The iron door opened, revealing an entrance leading underground.

“Enjoy your visit!”

A burly gatekeeper adorned with pouches of medicinal concoctions, sustaining his physique through drugs, watched as the ‘customer’ headed towards the hidden underground area, promptly locked up after him.

Just walking through the corridor, one could hear the ‘voices of desire’ emanating from below.

The Underground Boxing Ring, Drug Trading Place and several other activities that cross the line of Holy City’s laws and regulations all secretly take place here.

The mysterious figure rejected several invitations from ladies, drug peddlers, and gamblers along the way.

Showcasing his VIP pass, he reached a small VIP room at the innermost part.

Such a VIP pass immediately alarmed the person in charge of the underground- a mutant with a mouse tail but possessing power comparable to an ordinary knight.

Transforming into a shadow, he scurried into the private room.

“Sir, why have you come in person?”

“I’m here to meet someone, no one is to approach this room.”

“Yes, sir!”

“Oh, and send in a young lady about 20 years old, and in good shape.”

“Right away!”

The man in charge is named Meiss Black Rat; his power comes from the ‘blessing’ of this VIP.

Given his understanding of him, Meiss didn’t believe that the VIP had come for leisure.

He quickly arranged for a young lady who just started working here and hasn’t officially begun her job yet to accompany the VIP.

Because Meiss repeatedly reminded this newcomer to be ‘obedient,’ it caused her to be in an extremely unnatural and fearful state of tension as she made her way to the room.

The brunette, blue-eyed girl, just stepped into the room.

The mysterious man gestured and the door shut on its own.

At the same time, a layer of ice crystal covered the entire room, cutting it off from the outside world; the temperature dropped by 20 degree Celsius instantly, causing the girl to shiver.

The next second.

Affecting an image of concern, the mysterious man threw a blanket on her and asked, “What’s your name?”

“Elisa …”

At this point, the mysterious man lowered the collar hiding his face, revealing a handsome countenance that made the girl’s heart tremble and her face blush.

This man was none other than Dumps Martin.

“Mmm, come sit here.”

“Oh… alright.” As she sat down next to Dumps, this maiden’s heart ignited with a fiery passion, her fair thighs rubbing against each other involuntarily.

“Close your eyes.”

Like being entranced, the maiden couldn’t refuse any of Dumps’ requests.

The moment she closed her eyes, she was ready for anything.

However.

Dumps was conducting some bizarre ritual.

1. Pour a glass of wine.

2. Extend his ‘Sixth Finger’.

3. Bite the bullet and use a knife to cut off the tip of his finger.

The severed finger transformed into a wildly wriggling transparent tentacle and instantly dissolved into the wine the moment it dropped.

The pain from the severed finger forced Dumps to consume a powerful painkiller.

“Drink it, don’t resist at all. If you do well, you’ll receive a ‘Blessing’.”

“…Alright.”

When Elisa drank the wine, she became a sort of ‘medium’. She summoned someone from outside the city directly into her body.

There was a tearing sound… her clothes ripped open at the back.

Two extra arms grew from her shoulder blades, joining her original arms in covering her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth respectively.

Dumps immediately lowered his head and respectfully called out, “Mother!”

The possessed maiden moved the hand covering her mouth. Her mouth had been transferred to the palm of her hand. Multiple overlapping sounds emitted:

“So, you’ve chosen to meet up this way. Having trouble getting out of the city recently?”

“Nicholas has been getting quite close to people from the Mechanical God Sect and it’s been inconvenient for me to hitch a ride. Additionally, the Big Expedition is approaching and the city gates have ramped up their security checks. This was the only way for me to see you, Mother.”

“Have you confirmed your target?”

“Mmm…”

Dumps squeezed out ink from between his fingers into the bottle of wine… it instantly blackened all the wine within, indicating the target of the Big Expedition.

“Mother, I should particularly mention that our side will have six regiment leaders setting out. This involves the [Saint Girl]… Mother, you should control the following distance of the [Cabin] as much as possible.”

“Hm? The Saint Girl is actually going as well. Is it really fine to not leave such an important person in the Holy City?”

“Maybe they have a replacement for the Saint Girl above, capable of maintaining the supreme sacred artifact in the Holy City.”

“It is really interesting that such a weak Human Race could establish a war activity targeting the Old King in just over a hundred years… I hope it’s not a one-sided defeat, that would be pretty boring.”

“It won’t be, with the existence of Marlon and Alex, the Big Expedition is bound to be a [World Stage Drama] which will surely satisfy you, Mother.”

“Hahaha… It sure is exciting.”

…

While brother Dumps was secretly conducting his ‘private affairs’.

On the other side, Han Dong.

Upon leaving Steam City, he immediately placed a large order for the production of ‘Resurrection Potion’ with his manor, hoping to meet the demand of ‘Rebrain Dead Soldiers’ within a month’s time.

Estimating that the start of the Big Expedition was just under ten days away.

Han Dong still showed no signs of resting.

After taking care of some miscellaneous things, he went to the [Library – Advanced Reading Room] early in the morning to relax his mental state by reading, aiming to adjust himself to the best condition before the expedition.

Little Spider Mia had been secretly intensively training within the Doomsday Knight Brigade during this last period of time, not being able to get away.

Just as Han Dong was reading alone, he suddenly smelled an unusual scent.

At the same time, the hidden Necklace of Dark-Blood Skull tucked beneath his collar had a reaction.