Chapter 218: James Night's Recount!

In a certain big base prison in South Lake City. Lancelot Jr was on the floor and on his last breath.

A transparent tube was connected directly through his arm to his veins via a needle, slowly draining his blood away.

There were blood bags of different sizes arranged on a specific table in the room, used to package his blood.

Around the room were about 20 Variant soldiers wearing crocodile armor.

Each with either a laser beam gun or just standing around, relying on their negative elements.

"This dude used to be one of the brightest prodigies of the elemental world. He had such immense power and influence, it's funny how he could only amount to this. The world is truly a cruel place." One of the soldiers talked and shook his head.

"Rohr, Are you feeling bad for him? He is one of those useless despicable Elementals. They think they are better than us, our wars started when they decided to imprison us in the netherworld...." Another Variant Soldier