Chapter 198 The Great Demon Antanas

Having successfully arrived at the exit teleportation hall on the fourth basement level of the prison, the group noticed that deep red lights had reappeared on their bracelets, indicating new changes in the information, functions, and permissions of this level.

Staring at the bracelets, the selectable exchange items at the service point gradually appeared on the screen.

Among them was [Contract Prisoner].

Scrolling the list to the very end of this item, they finally found Antanas's name, followed by various warning remarks filled to the brim.

Just attempting to initiate negotiations with the Guardian Antanas required paying 4,000 service points, and even after entering the cell, the safety of the prison guards could not be guaranteed.

The relevant information was presented clearly with the fluctuation of the deep red text, including a simplified map of the fourth basement level of the prison and directions to the target prisoner's location.

"That's right, this is the Great Demon Guardian Antanas we're looking for."

After confirming that it wasn't a criminal with the same name, Lan Qi looked at Hyperion and said.

They could now also see which cell Antanas was in on the fourth basement level of the prison.

Her cell's coordinates were closer to the exit hall than the entrance hall, and with Lan Qi leading the way, they could get there quickly.

"Mm, she won't attack me."

Hyperion said very seriously.

She knew that the Poet of Great Love was immortal, and Lan Qi would be more inclined to control the Poet of Great Love to talk to the Great Demon, rather than letting Hyperion take the risk.

But Hyperion was sure that the Guardian Antanas was someone she needed to persuade, and she couldn't rely on Lan Qi for everything. Over time, she would become a useless person who only opened her mouth and waited for Lan Qi to feed her.

Lan Qi's terrifying ambition, which he himself didn't even realize, was combined with a wifely, caring, maternal instinct, and that bizarre, omnipotent talent. The resulting mixture was a super poison!

Hyperion knew this better than anyone.

After confirming the negotiation plan for later, the group, led by the Poet of Great Love, temporarily left the exit teleportation hall and headed towards the special cell along the roads of the fourth basement level of the prison.

The prison area they hadn't been to before seemed more winding.

All the cells were locked with heavy metal doors. The walls on both sides were made of cold, hard anti-magic steel, covered with thick incantations that seemed to breathe, lighting up and dimming rhythmically in a constant cycle.

Occasionally, the sound of chains and low muttering could be heard from a distance, echoing in the silent corridor, adding a sense of mystery and oppressive solemnity.

The Poet of Great Love followed the map's instructions on the bracelet, passing through corridor after corridor, past heavy iron doors.

The surrounding environment kept the three clerics highly vigilant, and they took each step with extra caution.

As combat personnel, they needed to ensure the absolute safety of the two in front.

Sometimes, prisoners in the inner layers of Herlom Prison would break out of their cells and try to escape. They would rely on barriers to control them, and the warden would subdue them as soon as possible.

In a few minutes, the group successfully found a cell.

At first glance, they couldn't find any difference between it and the other cell doors.

In order to prevent unscrupulous prisoners from causing trouble and deliberately releasing more dangerous serious offenders, the prison doors in the inner layers were kept uniform.

But only when a prison guard paid 4,000 service points at the door, and the cell door slowly opened, could they discover that this cell, specially used to hold super criminals, was exceptionally strong and harsh.

The edges of the door were equipped with complex sealing mechanisms, ensuring that the door fit perfectly against the frame when closed, providing excellent soundproofing between the inside of the cell and the outside. Almost no sound could pass through the heavy door.

The inner surface of the door seemed to be made of a magical material that did not belong to this world, with special resistance to various attack methods. It could also respond instantly when attacked, triggering a level alarm.

Even when the cell door was open, there was still a translucent light curtain in its place.

It was both a soundproof magic and only allowed the prison guard who opened the cell to pass through the light curtain to enter. The prisoners inside would be blocked by the light curtain.

The Poet of Great Love and Hyperion exchanged a look. She walked into the cell, leaving the three Batian clerics to guard the door.

At that moment, they could finally vaguely see that the inside of the pure white cell was like heaven, but it was a prison space with six sides sealed off. Light crisscrossed, and the dust in the air was clearly visible. In the depths, there was a blurry figure.

The figure seemed to be sitting on the innermost side of the cell, not restrained in any way.

She was just sitting there quietly.

As if waiting for something, or simply waiting for time to pass.

Passing through pillars of light, they moved forward slowly.

They saw a short-haired beauty wearing a special prison uniform. One side of her hair was tucked behind her ear, while the other side hung naturally at her chin. Her soft features combined with her heroic eyes made people wonder if she would look better with long hair.

Her obvious demon characteristics directly demonstrated her danger. Usually, demons this powerful, whose magic fluctuations couldn't be felt, were like grim reapers.

When Hyperion and the Poet of Great Love saw her clearly, neither of them had any intention of running away. They continued to walk towards her.

The Guardian Antanas didn't react to the two prison guards who came to her cell, nor did she say anything.

It wasn't until Hyperion was not far from Antanas that Hyperion stopped.

She had multiple life-saving spells on her, and even if an eighth-order Great Demon wanted to attack, it would take some effort.

However, seeing that the Guardian Antanas was not as aggressive as expected, Hyperion chose to first perform the demon etiquette that the Ice Demoness had taught her to this elder.

"Miss Antanas..."

"I don't want to stain myself with your blood again. Leave."

Before Hyperion could finish her sincere words, she was interrupted by the Great Demon Antanas.

She finally glanced at Hyperion, instantly making Hyperion feel a threat from her soul, as if telling Hyperion: Don't say those negotiation requests that will force me to kill you.

Although Antanas didn't seem to have any killing intent, for demons, killing each other was just a commonplace trivial matter, and they didn't need to think too much about it.

"I am Talia's niece. I want to ask you for help."

Hyperion said concisely, and at the same time, she dispelled the disguise magic, allowing Antanas to see her original appearance as a half-demon.

Immediately, Antanas stared at the silver-haired, amber-eyed half-demon girl, somewhat stunned.

She seemed not to understand what disguise magic she used to be able to deceive a series of security checks of the Protoss Empire, and even penetrate into the fourth basement level of this prison.

Then, Antanas's eyes softened significantly.

(End of this chapter)