Legend of the Elven Investigator

The dim chandelier swings back and forth in the room, and as the light source moves, the ever-changing shadows outline strange long and short light and shadows.The squeak, squeak, squeak, slapped on the hearts of the remaining four like a sound of death.

Feeling the stench and pungent breath on his face, the man's whole body froze suddenly, and he made a trembling voice: "Money, money, I have a lot of money, and I will give it to you. What do you want? A rare elf? A beautiful woman? Overpowering everyone? All of this is okay. Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

The weird man suddenly giggled, and his right hand stroked the man's face affectionately, and the thin inch-by-inch strokes caused waves of chills.

"Then tell me, how much money do you have? If I am satisfied, maybe I will let you go."

The young man felt a little more at ease. Since he wanted money, he could communicate. He forced himself to be calm and said: "Xingyao Building, I own a third of the shares of Xingyao Building, and I have a family behind me. The Hughes family is one of the four major families in the curtain. We can give you whatever you want."

"Hughes, little Hughes, it's very kind of you to say that. Since you are so generous, we are good friends."

Still wearing a harmless smile on his face, Hughes saw that he had stabilized the lunatic, and he was thinking hard about how to deal with this idiot who dared to offend him.

Lucius is dead now, so...

Thinking of something, Hughes suddenly felt excited again, and the situation didn't seem to be as bad as imagined.The sudden death of the helmsman of a large force will inevitably cause an uproar, and such an opportunity is rare.

Suddenly, just when Hughes' thoughts had spread to how to gain a greater right to speak in the autonomous association, a tough and rough hand also tightly clamped his jaw, and he pinched his mouth open violently, exposing the wriggling tongue to the air.

"Dear Hughes, friend, do you want to know how my scars came about? I can tell you, and tell you one person secretly. This is the privilege of a friend." At some point, the strange man took out a sharp knife with a finger length, and the sharp edge slid along the skin, shaved off a few well-trimmed beards, and stuck it to the corner of Hughes' mouth.

"Put down the knife and talk about what you have to say. You can talk about anything!" Hughes, who had his hair shaved off by the sharp blade, instantly forgot the little Jiujiu in his heart.If you die, you will have nothing.

A strange and special color flashed in the strange man's muddy eyes, "Talk, no, I don't need to talk, you are not qualified, I only need one of you four, fight, you moths that live in the decaying and polluted city of Veil, pick up the knife and stab someone's chest! Hehehe..."

Hughes, who fell to the ground, was terrified. He really thought he was going to die just now. The feeling of powerlessness and suffocation was simply the most terrifying nightmare.

Run, run, get as far away from this madman as possible!
Hughes bowed his head to cover his facial expression, took advantage of the gap when the weirdo turned around, lay down on the ground and immediately started running, sprinting at the fastest speed in his life.

The door is there, and it's coming!

With a heart pounding and a large amount of adrenaline being secreted, Hughes felt less fear in his heart, and even stepped on his feet more vigorously.

Among the remaining four people, I am the youngest, as long as they can hold that lunatic, I can survive!

There is no right in mind, no intrigue, only one pure thought - to survive!

In just a few seconds, the fast-paced Hughes had already rushed to the gate that symbolized the hope of life.He wanted to press the doorknob hard, but something blocked his way in front of him, a strange wall stood in front of him.

Due to the excessive rush, Hughes slammed headfirst into it with a loud bang, his forehead was bloody and blood oozes out, blurring his vision from the wound.

The smell of blood was slightly fishy, ​​with a hint of strange sweetness, and Hughes suddenly fell into panic again. What the hell is this?
After scratching a few times indiscriminately to wipe away the blood from his eyes, he tried his best to explore the space in front of him, trying to find out what was blocking him.Due to being stained with blood, the invisible wall in front of him slowly revealed its original shape against the background of blood.

Light Wall, the signature skill of the elf sucker puppet in the Kanto region.

Although Hughes regards elves as commodities, and even disdains to train his own elves, but he is not a fool, he has already recognized what is blocking his way of life.

But when is this?
"Hughes, my friend, what are you running for? I didn't expect that you, a sensual shit that sits in the office all day, can run so fast. I haven't realized the speed just now... Sure enough, people have potential... As long as you push enough!"

Hughes could no longer care about the light wall, he immediately turned to face the strange man, knocked his head on the ground without hesitation, and made a toothache sound.

"Forgive me, I was out of control just now, there will never be a next time!"

"Next time?" It seemed that he remembered something funny, and the weird laugh reappeared, "No, there won't be a next time."

He shook the ten fingers of both hands a few times, and gently and carefully drew a square around Hughes' head like cutting a birthday cake.

Houston felt bad, there was an invisible sense of oppression coming from all directions, the top of the head, below the knees, the back and the front chest kept contracting, and it didn't take long for him to feel more and more difficult to breathe, "No, no, give me another chance!"

At some point, more light walls quietly enveloped the space. Six light walls in different spatial positions formed a three-dimensional structure. Hughes' sense of touch told him that he was in a box.

in the box?
when?
The strange man's hands were slowly compressed, like a rosebud before it bloomed. The pressure around Hughes became more intense, leaving him less and less room to breathe.

This box is getting smaller!
However, he was speechless. The box formed by the bare walls was a standard cube. Hughes was well-proportioned, with a standard healthy figure, and the protruding parts of Hughes' body were pressed into the body without reason like a hydraulic press.

First up is his thighs.

Due to the length of the legs, the thighs were first squeezed by the light wall, and the leg bones were forced to shrink and fold until the joints reached their limit, and he had to use his bones to resist the external force.But with his physical strength, it is obviously a daydream to resist the extrusion of the light wall.The thigh gradually arched, and broke suddenly at the last snap, and the bone spurs of the white stubble pierced into the abdominal cavity from his lower abdomen.

"My magic is really, wonderful! Wonderful! Absolutely amazing!" The strange man stomped his feet excitedly as if he had completed some masterpiece, and the only four people left were already stupefied with fright.

The squares of the light wall shrank inch by inch, and Hughes inside was already drowned by the squeezed blood.Blood spurted out, filling the remaining space, and the perfect cube looked like a large red square at first glance.

In the end, the life named Hughes could no longer appear in this world, leaving only a boxy red gel mixture.

Finally, they saw clearly what constituted the massacre.Behind the weirdo, a sucker puppet that comically imitated the weirdo's movements appeared at some point.

The horns on its head trembled. It tried to imitate the movements of the monster in front of it, but its limbs trembled. Its extremely uncoordinated and funny appearance made people laugh.But in the eyes of the four people, they didn't feel the slightest smile. This is a devil with a poor performance.

jingle~
The weirdo dropped the knife in his hand, clapped his hands and stood at the window.

"My words still count, I only need one person."

Hughes' tragic scene was vivid in his mind, and the rest of them also completely dispelled their escape plan.Even the special alarm device hidden on the body lost its function for some reason.

In this case, then...

A few people thought of something, and rushed towards the knife, rather than killing themselves, let others die!
A few pampered people who claimed to be aristocrats fought like dogs for the small knife that could determine the outcome, while those who didn't get the knife started the most primitive hand-to-hand combat with the teeth in their mouths.

Stabbing, gnawing, punching and kicking, tearing, scratching and biting each other's vitals, all kinds of dirty tricks that even the neighborhood gangsters don't bother to do are scrambled to use, just to kill the partner who was still in a civilized negotiation half an hour ago.

"Humans, it's really too dirty, yes, I'm a human too, the bad roots of human nature hahahahaha..." Kicking open the tempered glass on the window sill, half of the weirdo's body was hanging outside the window, and the high wind blew wildly the hair on the back of his head.

After a long time, there was no sound of fighting in the house.The last survivor was the oldest of the four.At the helm of the Blainitz family, the leader of the elven armed forces of the Veil Self-Government Association.

This proud old man was also wounded in many places, even one of his ears was cut off, and his lung was stabbed twice.Still, he survived.

Although he won the fight, the figure of the strange man's back directly exposed to him still weighed on his heart like a mountain.That devilish laughter still echoed in his ears, making him dare not change his mind in the slightest.

Kneeling on the ground with both legs, he came to the strange man, bowing his head and submissively like a well-bred wolfhound.

"Master, please command"

The weirdo turned around and stroked Breinitz's back.

"We are friends, aren't we? Congratulations on surviving to the end. Now you are my first subordinate. I have many tasks for you to complete."

Blainitz didn't dare to look up, and asked in doubt, "What's the master's plan?"

"Plan? No, I don't need a plan. I want to turn this disgusting city into wasteland!"