Prit's East Coast, Tivian's outskirts.
Outside the Cold Cliff Prison, built on the coastal stone cliffs, within a not-so-dense forest. A secluded path wound through it. On this path, a carriage, escorted by several men dressed as prison guards, was slowly moving forward, heading towards the distant Cold Cliff Prison. On the carriage, there was a large cargo covered with a canvas.
Although the destination of this carriage seemed to be the distant Cold Cliff Prison, before it even reached its destination, the entire vehicle stopped. The leading guard, after looking at the distant fortress, said to the people behind him,
"This is it. Hurry up and set things up. They'll be out soon."
Listening to the leading "guard's" words, the other "guards" also began to act. They started unharnessing the horses from the carriage and forcefully pushed the entire vehicle sideways, blocking the road. One of them even started dismantling a wheel.
While his subordinates were busy, the leading "guard" also silently looked at the huge prison fortress in the distance, as if waiting for something.
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Meanwhile, inside the Cold Cliff Prison, in a cell in the deep underground prison, Nosbon, wearing a prisoner's uniform, thin, and restrained by thick iron chains, stared in astonishment at everything happening before him, at the Hunter youth smiling at him, at his once arrogant enemies falling before him.
"You... you are from the organization... you are also a Spider in the Web, the Queen of the Shadow Web didn't abandon me... the Nest didn't abandon me!"
Looking at Grego before him. Nosbon, who was originally weak and powerless, suddenly became energetic. He spoke with incredible surprise and excitement. Seeing his appearance, Grego walked forward and squatted in front of him, taking out a bunch of keys from his hand.
"For the Nest, your value is not yet used up. For the Queen of the Shadow Web, use your life well in the future."
"I will! I will! As long as you let me out! I will dedicate everything to the Nest! Dedicate everything to the Queen of the Shadow Web! Hurry and help me open these damn things!"
Looking at Grego before him, Nosbon said impatiently, while Grego slowly walked behind Nosbon, touching Nosbon's body while using the keys in his hand to unlock the incredibly heavy shackles one by one. After being imprisoned for more than half a year, Nosbon was finally free at this moment.
"Huff... Finally... finally got rid of these damn things."
Slowly standing up in the narrow cell, Nosbon muttered as he covered his wrists full of red marks and wounds. Then he shifted his gaze and stared at Misha, who was lying unconscious on the ground beside him. A fierce glint flashed between his eyebrows. He raised his hand like a palm and suddenly thrust it towards her, wanting to kill Misha right here.
"Wait!"
At this moment, Grego on the side also acted, grabbing Nosbon's arm and stopping his movement. Seeing this, Nosbon immediately turned his head and looked at Grego beside him with a confused look.
"Now is not the time to kill her. She is a Wind Manipulator, with a strong'Stone' defense. You won't kill her with one blow, and instead, you will wake her up. Even if you can severely injure her, as long as she can make a little noise, it will alarm the guards outside, and then we will all be caught. There is no need to take such meaningless risks."
Looking at Nosbon beside him, Grego explained directly. After listening to Grego's words, Nosbon also seemed to nod his head, feeling that it made a lot of sense, and put down the hand he had originally used for attack.
"I was confused. I've been locked up for too long, my head is a bit dizzy. Thank you for reminding me. This damn woman can only live a little longer..."
Nosbon said this, and then Grego also released his hand and continued.
"Without further ado, let's hurry up. Take off her clothes and put them on, change into her appearance, and follow me out. Remember, don't speak along the way, just put on a facade and act. I will handle those people."
"Okay."
After a simple exchange, Nosbon and Grego began their actions. Grego took off Misha's Hunter clothes and boots and put them on Nosbon. Then Nosbon used his Shadow Masked Man ability to change his appearance and physique into Misha's. Then the two of them locked the unconscious Misha in the cell and walked out of the prison cell themselves.
After walking out of the prison cell, Grego led Nosbon towards the outside of the prison. Grego led the way and communicated with the guards, while Nosbon, disguised as Misha, followed behind with a cold face. With Grego handling all the procedures, no guard dared to actively speak to Misha.
Just like that, the two of them walked out of the large fortress prison and reached the checkpoint in front of the prison. Here they got on their horses and prepared to go back. During this time, Grego also secretly hinted to Nosbon that Misha's horse was difficult to control, so he rode his own easily tamed horse.
After the two changed horses and rode, they gradually moved away from the large prison behind them, taking a secluded forest path that deviated from the main road, embarking on their journey back. As they gradually moved out of the sight of the guards behind them, a hint of a smug smile couldn't help but curl up at the corner of Nosbon's mouth.
'Finally... I'm free...'
...
Just as Nosbon couldn't help but prepare to show an even more exaggerated expression, suddenly, a slight abnormality appeared on the road ahead.
On the road ahead of the two, a cargo carriage had appeared at some point. The carriage seemed to have had some accident while driving; the entire vehicle was blocking the middle of the road sideways, the entire body severely tilted, as if a wheel was broken. The horses that were pulling the carriage had already been unhitched and led to the side, and two or three figures were discussing something around the carriage. Looking at their attire, they should be guards from the Cold Cliff Prison.
Seeing the scene before him, Grego's eyebrows furrowed slightly. He first glanced at Nosbon beside him, motioning for him to stop, and then rode his horse forward to inquire. After passing the vehicle and reaching a position further away from the vehicle on the other side, he found the leader of these guards there.
"What happened?"
"Uh... Excuse me, Mr., we are delivering food to the prison, but the wheel accidentally broke here and we can't move for the time being. You can go around from here."
Standing in front of Grego, a man dressed as a guard said this. He stared at Grego before him, and then glanced at Nosbon not far behind him with the corner of his eye, a hint of deep meaning appearing in the depths of his eyes.
"Broken wheel? That's really unlucky."
Listening to the man's words, Grego spoke, then turned his head and looked at Nosbon not far behind him, responding.
"Their car is just broken, Madam, let's go around from here! Come over now!"
Grego said this to Nosbon behind him, and after hearing it, Nosbon also silently rode his horse towards this side. Just as Nosbon was gradually approaching the broken vehicle, an abnormality occurred.
Suddenly, one of the guards around the vehicle suddenly shouted loudly, as if he had discovered something terrible, and turned around and ran into the woods beside him. His companions who were originally by his side also showed panicked expressions after seeing this scene, and then also ran into the forest, which made Nosbon, who was riding his horse over at this time, feel confused.
"Wait! Why are you running! What happened? Are you people from Cold Cliff! Stop!"
Seeing the guards delivering the carriage suddenly fleeing, Grego also shouted towards the direction they were fleeing, and then also rode his horse into the woods, seemingly to chase the fleeing guards. Seeing this scene, Nosbon, who had just approached the broken vehicle, became even more confused, wondering if he had exposed something just now and was discovered by the guards, and now Grego was going to chase them.
Just as Nosbon was still judging the situation before him, he suddenly smelled something burning in the air. In just an instant, he determined what was burning, and then his eyes widened as he looked at the goods loaded on the vehicle not far away. His heart couldn't help but jump to his throat, and his heart almost stopped beating.
'Not good!'
Just as Nosbon felt something was wrong and had just turned the fine horse under him to prepare to quickly run back, the goods loaded on the vehicle, which were tightly covered by canvas, suddenly exploded violently. The intense fire and rapid shockwave instantly tore apart the vehicle, sweeping towards Nosbon and engulfing him in an instant. The loud explosion that followed shook the surrounding ground.
"Boom!!!"
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Just as Nosbon and Grego left the Cold Cliff Prison, on the other side of the Cold Cliff Prison, in the ordinary prisoner area, an outbreak was brewing.
The ordinary prison area is where the Cold Cliff Prison holds ordinary prisoners without abilities. Although this is a place specifically for holding secret criminals, not everyone is an Extraordinary. In a secret society, the vast majority of members are ordinary people pursuing the extraordinary. Extraordinaries... even Apprentice Extraordinaries are a minority. This is the same in this prison.
Among the prisoners held in this prison, the highest level and fewest in number are Black Earth, with no more than ten Black Earth prisoners in the entire prison. The number of Apprentices is also no more than sixty. These Extraordinaries are held separately in thick cells according to their abilities. Their confinement is the main work of the entire Cold Cliff Prison, while the ordinary secret criminals, numbering over a thousand, are concentrated in the ordinary prison area.
Due to the large-scale cleanup activity at the beginning of the year, many societies in Tivian were affected and cleared out, resulting in a large number of secret criminals, especially ordinary secret criminals from small societies, whose numbers were particularly astonishing. A large number of prisoners were put into the Cold Cliff Prison in the first half of the year, causing the number of prisoners here to surge dramatically and suddenly become overcrowded.
Inside the ordinary prison area, inside spacious cells separated by iron bars, a dozen prisoners were crowded together. Amidst the unbearable pungent smell, the prisoners gathered together, either gambling collectively with simple homemade gambling tools, or bullying the weak, or sleeping. The entire narrow space was filled with noise.
In one of these countless chaotic large prisons, in one cell, a bald prisoner with a tattoo on his body and a scar on his face, wearing a prisoner's uniform, was sitting on the ground, staring at the outside with a serious and stern expression, as if waiting for something. He sat alone on the side, and the other prisoners in the same cell kept a distance from him, as if no one wanted to approach him.
Ignoring the boasting, gambling, and bullying of the weak by his cellmates, the tattooed prisoner just quietly stared outside the bars and waited, waiting for the arrival of some opportunity, and his waiting soon had a result.
"Boom!!!"
Suddenly, a violent loud noise sounded outside, and even the ground trembled slightly. This loud noise startled all the prisoners on the scene, who stopped what they were doing and stood up, looking in the direction from which the explosion had come, and began to discuss something.
And the tattooed prisoner who was originally sitting on the side also had a solemn expression after hearing this explosion, and slowly stood up from the ground. Without anyone noticing, he walked to the iron bars of the cell, focused his attention on the wall next to the iron bars, and clenched his fist.
With another loud noise, the prisoners in the prison who were originally discussing the previous explosion were startled again. They all turned their heads and looked in the direction from which the sound came, and then saw an astonishing scene. The originally thick wall of their cell had a large hole in it at this time, with fragments of bricks and stones scattered all over the ground. And on the edge of that large hole, the tattooed prisoner was standing there, loosening his clenched fist and saying to the astonished crowd before him,
"Okay... It's time to pursue freedom. Don't miss the opportunity, everyone."
As soon as the tattooed prisoner finished speaking, the prisoners, after being stunned for two seconds, burst into cheers and ran towards the gap that had been violently broken through. With their desire for freedom, they completely disregarded why an ordinary prisoner who was locked up with them in the ordinary area would possess such terrifying power.
And looking at the prisoners pouring out, a hint of a smile also appeared on the face of the tattooed prisoner, and then he clenched his fist in his hand, preparing to release more prisoners.
The Eight Point Nest members who had infiltrated the prison, using that explosion as a signal, also began to create chaos in the prison at this time, as a response to their overall operation.
They needed to cover their tracks and also tie down the official Extraordinary forces in the Cold Cliff Prison, and for a prison, nothing is more suitable than a riot to attract attention.
And just as the Eight Point Nest people were setting out to create chaos in the ordinary prison area, in the basement of the prison, in the isolated cell where Nosbon was originally held, Misha, wearing thin inner clothing, was sitting on the cold floor at this moment, staring intently at the thick cell door before her, watching it open little by little again, and seeing a man dressed as a prison guard appear before him.
"Those guys have already started acting, and we should also leave here. Misha, come on, put on your clothes, and run towards freedom amidst this chaos." Facing Misha in the cell, the man threw a prison guard's outer coat over, and Misha also muttered after receiving it.
"Heh... freedom?"