Elven History Song

The three of Natasha only killed a small number of people. This was also Ling Aohan's order. Among them, Natasha and Sarah probably killed the most people. The two of them probably killed more than thirty people each. After killing these people, they exposed their faces to everyone else. After finishing, the three of them bowed to everyone else and made a gesture of invitation, asking them to move on, and they instantly disappeared from everyone's sight. .

Seeing this scene, the others didn't know what to do for a while. They all stood there and hesitated, waiting for the orders of the five leaders. The five leaders were also shocked at this moment. They didn't expect that just the servants of Ling Aohan's family had such strength. For a moment, their plan was completely disrupted. They just heard about Ling Aohan's strength, but several people None of them have really seen it. The only one who has seen it has died without a complete body. Even the fallen angel can't give a specific explanation.

The five captains didn't know what to do for a while. The sudden darkness made everyone at a loss. The blue flames in the distance surrounded Ling Aohan's home and the sea. What did this mean that all of them were very worried? clear. The fallen angel mentioned this flame, but he could only say that this flame was unique to Ling Aohan and had extremely powerful power. Once it was burned, it would not even leave a body behind.

Ling Aohan, who was sitting in his bedroom tasting red wine, had naturally expected such a situation, but he would never let anyone go. Ling Aohan was going to reshuffle the entire dark world tonight.

The soul fire completely blocked their retreat, but the captains had no choice but to let their men continue to move forward. As they gradually approached Ling Aohan's house, they felt an increasingly intense chill. Moreover, Ling Aohan did not intend to waste such a good opportunity casually. He just happened to want to study the principles of magic in this world. Lin Shuangzhi happened to be very curious about the magic in this world, and there were many demons who were good at torture. The presence.

"So, which one do you want? Or do you want both?"

Ling Aohan, who was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the room, picked up the goblet on the table and took a sip of red wine. Behind him, Lin Shuangzhi, who was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, looked at the enemy outside the window through the gap between the curtains. Her eyes finally stayed on On the person who is good at light magic.

"That's it. I just think it was him who leaked the information. I need to ask him clearly."

"Did you hear that? Bring that guy back, at least let him breathe."

Sima Yiyan's voice came back from the sound transmission array made by Lin Shuangzhi.

"Yes, King."

At this moment, the person who was good at light magic had no idea what kind of torture he would face next. Four unbreakable chains, tempered by the blood of gods, rose up from the ground around him and instantly bound his hands and feet, tying his body in place and unable to move. Sima Yiyan transformed into Enkidu, wearing an emerald green silk robe depicting all kinds of things. His long brown hair had turned black and fluttered in the shuddering evening breeze.

"I'm sorry to ask you to accompany me. The devil seems to be very interested in you."

Eight chains restrained the other four who wanted to take action. The chains broke off the ground and bound him like a silkworm chrysalis, leaving only one for Sima Yiyan to pull him away.

"Leave it to you, King of Humans."

"Be at ease, Son of God."

Knowing that Sima Yiyan had successfully captured him, Ruan Guixian walked out of Ling Aohan's house. The two nodded to each other, and Sima Yiyan led the man who was proficient in light magic into the basement specially prepared by Ling Aohan.

"This is... where?"

The man opened his eyes slightly and saw two monsters, one was Agares who had appeared before, and the other was the griffon beast Grayon Rapor who had always had a dog's head.

The two demon gods smiled maliciously when they saw him, and Agares was the first to speak.

"Can you tell us everything you know? Don't worry, we won't kill you as long as you tell us."

Gleyan Rapor on the side felt a little bored with Agares's attitude and said to him impatiently.

"Stop talking so much about useless things. I happen to have a good inspiration that needs your cooperation. I'm thinking about where to start first? By the way, let's start with your arm."

As soon as he finished speaking, Grayon Labol used his magic power to condense a knife that looked like an oil paintbrush. An almost crazy smile appeared on his face. The man shook his head desperately to avoid it, but it was all in vain. He was tightly bound to the wall by Sima Yiyan's chains and could not move. Even shaking his head seemed very reluctant.

The knife gradually got close to the man's skin, slicing his arm bit by bit. Blood dripped down the knife in Grayon Labol's hand, and endless screams echoed in the dark basement.

"No! No! It hurts! I said, I will tell you whatever you ask! Please stop!"

Grayon Rapor's knife has the ability to amplify the pain of the injured person infinitely. No matter how tolerant it is, even people who have no pain will become extremely fragile because of the unbearable pain.

It's a pity that he didn't intend to stop at all. The knife was still cutting his arm, bit by bit. Grayan Rapor was a bloodthirsty and crazy artist, and his works were full of blood and death. . Agares on the side slightly manipulated the iron chain to fix his head tightly, so that he could not take his eyes away from his cut arm. The pain made him unable to close his eyes, and they were almost about to burst. The desperate eyes in the eye sockets revealed dense bloodshot eyes. Watching his arm being cut open bit by bit, the bones being cut with a perfect and flawless path, this feeling was felt by no one except the person involved. Can feel it.

"It's no wonder we are here. This is the king's order. You must suffer a little. Who makes you so capable that you can incite everyone to rebel?"

Agares on the side was still talking about things that seemed to have nothing to do with him in a lively tone. Three heads laughed with three different meanings at the same time. He then looked at him with contempt and said.

"Don't worry, your treatment is second only to those who were killed by the three servants. If you are lucky enough to see the fate of others, I think you will be grateful to the king for his mercy."