The eighth level was done. As done as the upcoming generation of men.

After writing the resignation letter for Sure, I figured the main guard of this level might already be dead. I had swung Jack's dead body non-stop—like a pedo who swings a kid just to gain the child's trust—without seeing left and right after all. The Chief guard must have caught fire.

The prisoners of this level were freed as well like slaves after the deaths of their masters and I didn't see any reason for wasting time.

I ran straight for the cabin of the Chief guard of this level like a fat woman sprinting into court because she thought justice was a dish and it was finally served and in no time, I found it.

Without waiting for anything, I entered and shifted the cupboard away like consent.

A line of prisoners again formed a line behind me like I was a porstar starring in the bukkake genre and now the number was larger than before. The prisoners of two levels were there after all.

I was their leader for now and seeing their numbers, I also got a little confident now. As confident as a woman after driving a car on an empty road.

So I stepped on the stairs that appeared before me and climbed to the seventh level like short men climb on their girlfriends for sixty-nine.

There were no fire torches on the walls on the sides of the stairs so "darkness embraced me from both sides like a man lost in a forbidden lingerie shop.

But I wasn't worried anymore about the prisoners behind me as if they wanted to do something they must have already done when I was climbing to the eighth floor.

So I climbed the stairs with no fear and in no time, I saw the light again.

The door of the seventh level was also open. Open like a prostitute's legs in her working hours.

I jumped forward and made the entrance on the seventh level. I also noticed that as I move up in the levels, the brightness of the levels increases as well.

The tenth level I was in was the darkest and this seventh level was the brightest level yet. The walls were white as if the prisoners painted them with their loads and the amount of fire torches hung on them were also too much.

But apart from these facilities, there were also hundreds of guards standing in front of me like cops in front of my basement doors because they heard some noises.

In front of these guards, stood a no-eyed beast of a man with a sword around his waist.

He was bigger than me and seeing the sword and no eyes, I believed he must have unlocked the premium pack of his ears. He can probably tell who is about to come just by hearing the way how one is rubbing.

But I wasn't alone. These guards were only the guards of one level, while I had the prisoners of two levels.

So I did the same thing, I did on the eighth level below.

I didn't even look at the prisoners behind me. I simply shouted:

"Attack!"

"Raaangghhh!!"

The prisoners let out a war cry and went to clash with the guards as if the guards were the ones who told the prisoners' wives to use periods as an excuse if they don't want to have sex.

Two prisoners attacked one guard and I couldn't have liked it better.

I then moved to do the same thing I did on the other levels.

I darted my eyes on the closest cell and ran towards it like a rabbit seeing a turtle.

But before I could move, a gust of wind came and the next second, the blind guard was in front of me.

"You are not going anywhere, Human. I can not see but I can hear fully well." He said.

He looked strong like a cheating wife who erased all the proofs and there was no way I would be able to beat him in a fight.

Sweat arose all over my body like the urges to fap and I looked for ways to save myself. But…

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

The blind guard suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.

I was busy looking for a way to save myself so I hadn't noticed what happened. Did a prisoner attack him from behind?

I examined the scene like an underpaid CIA agent and when I looked down at the guard, my eyes widened.

This guy's pants caught fire.

"You are on fire!" I exclaimed.

"How?!" The blind guard barked.

"Because I am carrying a burning dead body with me." I replied.

"Why the fuck are you doing that?"

"Because I wanted to be safe from people like you. You should have stopped your aura farming. You were so eager to show that you can fight like a Demon without your eyes that you got caught in fire."

"Extinguish me then!"

"Like hell! Keep burning."

I dashed at the closest cell and banged Jack's dead body head on the lock like a BBC.

The lock opened and the prisoner came out.

I did the same thing with the other cells and like that the prisoners of this seventh level were free as well.

I burned many guards along the way like an anti fire fighter and found the cabin of the blind guard.

More prisoners joined my cause, which I don't know what was, and we reached the sixth floor.

The same thing repeated on this floor as well.

More prisoners were freed and more guards burned.

Then the fifth floor.

Fire and locks broke out like teeths of an old woman while giving a blow job on this floor as well.

Then the fourth floor.

The same thing happened.

The third floor.

Same thing I did.

The second level.

It was the repeat telecast of all the levels as well and now me and eight hundred prisoners were on the first level of the prison.

And in front of us, there were only five men.

These five men wore black outfits and the man in the front was the biggest and scariest of the lot.

He had six arms and all of them held different weapons. I wanted to ask him how many men he could pleasure with that many hands but I refrained myself.

And on his shirt, at its upper left part, in bold capital letters, his job was written.

JAILER.

He was the jailer of this prison and this job suited him perfectly.

Jailer could be the only thing he could be. He could not become an elementary school teacher.

And the fact that only five guards were at this level, it meant that they were equal to a hundred guards.

I stepped forward like an underrated mouse in a nat geo documentary, the eight hundred prisoners stood behind me.

I didn't know if I would be able to beat this monster but I had come a long way, I would rather die than go back into prison.

Also, my face had been bruised like a petite girl who refused to swallow it, it had become black with grease as I fell a couple of times while reaching to this level so now I wasn't worried that he would recognise me as the Hero King.

But I have to fight him. And If I do that, I will die.

I need some help.

[ Ding! ]

Hmm?

[ You killed more than eight hundred people! ]

[ You are rewarded with Exp! ]

[ Calculating… ]

I smiled.

I needed some help and the help arrived.

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