Tavern of the Spear: Desire for Pleasure

Chapter 113 The First Alliance Between the White Dragon and the Wolf Beastman

This special cell in the prison is much larger than I imagined.

Meanwhile, in that closed cell, there was more than one prisoner, but they were all tightly bound by tree root chains. Moreover, these chains were engraved with complex magical runes, which were used to suppress the energy within their bodies. No matter how powerful they were, under the suppression of these chains, they were no different from ordinary people.

There were 11 people in the cell at this time, including ten white dragon beastmen and one wolf beastman. Judging from their current situation, the ten white dragon beastmen knew each other and had a good relationship, while the wolf beastman was hostile to them. However, because their strength was sealed by chains, they did not have any major conflicts.

However, the wolf-orc's act of looking out through the closed door immediately caught the attention of the other ten white dragon-orcs. At that moment, one of the ten white dragons, a slightly larger and extremely muscular man, glared fiercely at the wolf-orc.

This white dragon orc, named Savage Hammer, immediately began to berate the wolf orc in front of him, cursing him as a bad person who should just wait to die since he was already locked up here, instead of always having any crooked ideas.

The wolf-orc turned his head and gave Wildhammer a speechless glare. Wildhammer was so angry that he wanted to rush over and punch him, but he was stopped by another white dragon-orc with a more amiable face. This dragon was called the Priest. He patted Wildhammer on the shoulder and shook his head at him, and Wildhammer calmed down.

"Hey you, can you stop looking around like that?" Manchui said gruffly, his big, copper-bell-like eyes fixed on the wolf-beastman as if he wanted to devour him alive.

The wolf-orc snorted coldly, turning his head to the side, too lazy to pay attention to Wildhammer. His gray fur appeared somewhat dull in the dim cell, and his pair of eerie green eyes gleamed with a cunning light.

"You dare glare at me?" Seeing this, Hammer became even more furious. He waved his fist and was about to rush up and teach the wolf-orc a lesson.

"Barbarian Hammer, don't be impulsive!" The priest quickly pulled Barbarian Hammer back, a hint of helplessness appearing on his kind face. "We're all trapped here now, so let's not fight amongst ourselves."

“But priest, this guy is clearly up to no good!” Wildhammer said, pointing at the werewolf-orc. “He’s been staring outside the whole time; he’s definitely plotting something!”

"So what?" the wolf-orc finally spoke, his voice hoarse and deep. "Do you white dragons expect me to obediently wait to die?"

"You!" The barbarian choked on his words.

"Alright, stop arguing!" Qiming, one of the white dragons, said calmly. "Our most important task now is to find a way to escape, not to argue with each other here."

"Escape? How can we escape?" a white dragon orc said. "We're all trapped by these damned chains and can't move at all."

“Yes,” another white dragon orc chimed in. His name was Saintly. “These chains are covered in runes, and our power is suppressed. We can’t break free at all.”

“There will always be a way,” the priest said. “We cannot give up hope.”

“Hope? Heh,” the wolf-beastman sneered. “You white dragons are ridiculously naive. Imprisoned here by your own people, you still think about other white dragons.”

"What did you say?" Wildhammer glared at the werewolf orc.

“Am I wrong?” the wolf-orc said. “Do you think those white dragons will let us go? Don’t dream! They’d love to tear us to pieces!”

"So what?" said a white dragon beastman. "Even if we die, we'll die standing!"

“That’s right!” said another white dragon orc. “We white dragons are never afraid of death!”

"Hahahaha..." the wolf-orc laughed loudly, "What a fearless bunch! Since that's the case, then you can just wait to have your energy drained by these chains, and then your energy will become someone else's!"

"You!" Manchui trembled with rage.

"Alright, stop arguing!" the priest said. "We should unite now and work together to figure out a way to escape."

"Unity? With this wolf cub, this thing has become such a rotten mess!" Wildhammer said, pointing at the wolf-orc. "I can't do that!"

“Barbarian Hammer, I know you hate this idiot,” the priest said, “but now is not the time to act rashly. We must put aside our hatred to have a chance of survival. You know, he usually doesn’t look at other white dragons, but today he actually looked through the door at the white dragon outside, which means there’s something wrong with that white dragon.”

"But..." Manchui was still somewhat unwilling.

"No buts!" the priest said. "This is our only hope!"

"..." Manchui fell silent.

“Alright,” said Wildhammer after a moment, “I’ll do as you say, Priest.”

“That’s right,” the priest said. “We will definitely be able to escape.”

“I believe we can succeed,” said a pious white dragon orc, his eyes filled with hope.

“We will,” the priest said. “As long as we work together, we will be able to overcome all difficulties.”

"Yes!" all the white dragons said in unison.

"So, what should we do now?" asked a white dragon beastman named Gale.

“First, we need to figure out where these chains are weak,” the priest said. “Only by finding the weaknesses can we find a way to break free from them.”

“But these chains are covered in runes that we can’t understand at all,” said a white dragon orc. Perhaps if Cheng Yu and the others were here, they might recognize who this guy was—he was Heavy Fist.

“It’s alright,” the priest said. “I’ve studied some runes before, and perhaps I can find some clues.”

"Really?" The white dragons immediately perked up.

“Yes,” the priest nodded, “but I need your help.”

"How can we help?" a white dragon orc asked. (Too lazy to explain further)

“I need you to concentrate the energy within your bodies onto the chains,” the priest said, “so that I can better observe how the runes work.”

“But our energy is being suppressed,” said one of the white dragon orcs. “We can’t concentrate it at all.”

“It’s alright,” the priest said. “You just need to do your best.”

“Alright,” said the white dragons, “let’s give it a try.”

So the white dragons began to try to concentrate the energy within their bodies onto the chains.

Although their energy was suppressed, a faint glow still appeared on the chains thanks to their efforts.

The priest carefully examined the runes on the chains, his brow furrowed as if he were deep in thought.

"So, Priest?" Wildhammer asked, "Have you found anything?"

“Hmm…” the priest pondered for a moment, then said, “These runes seem to be a combination of an ancient sealing technique and an absorption technique…”

"A combination of sealing and absorption techniques?" All the white dragons were stunned.

“That’s right,” the priest said. “This sealing spell can completely seal a person’s energy, and just as Kemen Richie said, it will drain our energy little by little. The reason we didn’t feel it was because the second effect of this rune hadn’t been activated before, but it started to happen recently for some reason. Perhaps Kemen Richie sensed it, which is why he exhibited that abnormal behavior just now.”

“Then…then does that mean we’ll never be able to break free of these chains?” a white dragon beastman said.

“No,” the priest shook his head, “this sealing technique, though powerful, is not without its weaknesses.”

"What weakness?" the white dragons asked hastily.

“This kind of sealing technique is most vulnerable to…” the priest said, “strong external impacts.”

"An external force impact?" The white dragons looked at each other in bewilderment.

“That’s right,” the priest said. “If we can find a powerful external force to break these chains, we might be able to destroy them.”

“But we’re trapped here now,” said one of the white dragon orcs. “Where can we find powerful external forces?”

"This..." The priest was also at a loss.

“Perhaps we can try this,” the wolf-orc suddenly said.

"What's your plan?" All the white dragons looked at the wolf-beastman.

“I’ve heard of it before,” the wolf-orc said, “that there’s a rune called ‘Explosion Rune’ that can produce a powerful explosion.”

"Explosive Talisman?" The priest's eyes lit up. "Are you sure?"

“Hmm,” the wolf-orc nodded, “However, I need some materials to make the Explosion Rune.”

"What materials?" the priest asked.

“Some metals, some animal bones, and some…” the wolf-orc said, “some special ores.”

“We don’t have any of these things here,” said a white dragon orc.

“No, there are,” the wolf-orc said. “These things are on those white dragons.”

"You mean..." The priest seemed to understand something.

“That’s right,” the wolf-orc said with a wicked grin. “If we can kill a few white dragons, we can get the materials to make explosive runes from them.”

"This..." All the white dragons hesitated.

"What, you don't dare?" the wolf-orc sneered. "Do you want to stay locked up here and wait to be executed?"

"..." The white dragons fell silent.

“Okay,” said Hammer after a while, “I’ll do it!”

“I did it too!” said another white dragon orc.

"And I!"

"Count me in!"

……

Soon, all the white dragons agreed to the wolf-beastmen's plan. Perhaps the moment they were imprisoned by the new white dragon-beastmen, they had no connection with the white dragon-beastmen anymore. It was only because of their shared race that they had not taken any extreme actions. However, the activation of their second function had made them feel the crisis.

“Very well,” said the wolf-orc, “then let’s get started.”

“Wait,” the priest said, “we must devise a detailed plan to ensure the success of the operation.”

“You’re right,” the wolf-orc crossed his paws in front of him, squinted at the priest, and asked with a wicked grin, “So, what should we do?”

“First, we must…” the priest said, “…”

So the white dragons and wolf-beastmen began to discuss their escape plan.

Meanwhile, outside the cell, Abu was pushing a cart toward the next cell.

Unbeknownst to him, a spectacular prison break was quietly brewing.

After a heated discussion, the 11 people finally finalized the details of their escape plan. The room gradually quieted down, broken only by the occasional clanging of chains. The fact that the commotion inside had gone unnoticed outside was thanks to the magical runes inscribed on the walls. These runes isolated the space between the inside and outside, preventing those outside from hearing the sounds inside and also preventing those inside from tempting those outside to open the cell door.

After the plan was agreed upon, the priest looked at Kaimen Richie and smiled faintly. They had already discussed the plan and shared the information they possessed; now it was Kaimen Richie's turn to speak.

For example, why exactly did he want to see that white dragon named Abu? What was so special about him that made Kemenridge so interested?

Kaimenrich smiled and pointed to his heart. The other ten white dragon beastmen instantly understood his meaning. They all knew that Kaimenrich possessed a special ability: after consuming someone's heart, he could gain all of that person's memories and choose to make that person a part of his own form, or simply devour them completely. His pointing to his heart meant that Abu possessed energy of the same origin as him.

In the plan just now, Kemenridge was also the one who took the lead. He had to guide Abu to this door and get him to open it so that the magic circle forming this room would be disabled. As for the chains, although their power was sealed, it didn't mean that their bodies and other abilities were also rendered useless.

Therefore, because it is a source of power, Kemenridge is able to influence Abu. In fact, under the influence of this powerful shared energy, Abu can easily be directly controlled by Kemenridge.

"This guy is really a monster..." Wildhammer muttered to himself as he looked at Kaimen Richie.

"Shh, keep your voice down," the priest gestured for Wildhammer to be quiet, "We still need his power now."

“I know, I know,” Hammer waved his hand impatiently, “I just think this guy’s abilities are just too bizarre…”

"So what if it's strange?" Qiming said. "As long as it helps us escape, even the strangest ability is a good ability."

“That’s right,” Holy agreed. “Now is not the time to dwell on these things. We should think about how to get Abu to open this door.”

“Leave this to me,” Kaimenridge said. “I have a way of getting him to open this door willingly.”

"What's your plan?" Gale asked.

“You’ll find out when the time comes,” Kaimen Richie said with a mysterious smile. “In short, all you need to do is cooperate with me.”

“Alright,” the white dragons said, though they still had some doubts, they could only choose to trust Kemenridge. “Hopefully you really have a way.”

“Don’t worry,” Kemenridge said, “I don’t want to die here.”

“That’s good,” the priest said. “Then let’s get started.”

“Wait a minute,” Pious suddenly said, “shouldn’t we pray first?”

"Pray?" All the white dragons were stunned.

“Yes,” he said devoutly, “we should pray that the gods will bless us so that we can escape successfully.”

"This..." The white dragons looked at each other, speechless. They had already given up their lives, what else did they need to pray for? It could only be said that the side effects of this guy's ability were too great, and they still couldn't control it.

“Alright,” the priest said after a while, “then let’s pray.”

So the white dragons began to pray. They closed their eyes, clasped their hands together, and chanted incantations.

"Great God, please bless us..."

"Please grant us strength..."

"Please show us the way..."

"Please help us escape from here..."

……

Their voices echoed in the cell, sounding exceptionally devout.

Kaimenridge watched them quietly, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"Praying?" Kemenridge thought to himself, "How ridiculous..."

He didn't believe in any gods; he only believed in himself.

He believed that as long as he was strong enough, he could control everything.

Now, what he needs to do is use these white dragons to help him escape from here.

Then, he will make those who betrayed him pay a terrible price!

“Just wait,” a cold glint flashed in Kemenridge’s eyes, “I will be back…”