Diablo Destruction

Under the leadership of the soldiers, I came to the dungeon located on the edge of the North District of Lugaoyin. I may have read too many novels, so I had the impression that the dungeon should be a dark, damp and dirty place, but this place gave me a very clean and refreshing feeling. a feeling of.

After all, not only prisoners are detained inside, but many soldiers also guard and patrol inside, so everyone will consciously clean up regularly. Soldier A who brought me here explained to me while showing the pass order.

This dungeon is divided into three floors. The top floor houses ordinary prisoners. They were all caught for relatively minor offenses, such as pickpocketing, fighting, etc. Most of them only need to be locked up for a few months or one or two. In 2007, the management was relatively loose. In fact, some beggars who could not afford to eat would even make mistakes on purpose and get caught. At least they could have enough food and clothing in the prison. However, these prisoners could not be allowed to eat for free. Do you know why the dungeon was built on the edge of the North District? Just to make it easier for these prisoners to repair the walls, in addition to that, there is also a dungeon in the South District, West District, and East District. They all use the labor of prisoners to repair the walls and dredge the waterways, saving the kingdom a lot of money.

The second level of detention is for serious criminals, such as corruption, robbery, etc. Anyone who does not constitute a capital crime and cannot be easily forgiven will be locked up in the second level. These prisoners generally have a sentence of more than ten years, and every day Certain labor will be carried out under the close supervision of soldiers.

The third level is the so-called devils who are worthy of death, such as bandit leaders who murder many people, betray their country, assassinate the king, etc. For these people, death is really too easy for them.

Aziz, the damn fat man, was so loyal that he imprisoned Count XX, a dozen important figures in his organization, and those who participated in the massacre of the village, a total of 152 people, on the third floor of the dungeon. The remaining 300 or so members were also imprisoned on the second floor - there was no way, there was really no room for them on the third floor.

When the heavily guarded third floor door opened, a dark and damp atmosphere rushed towards me. Finally, I felt a hint of the prison smell. The dim and swaying torch revealed a strong smell of blood, and there was a strong smell from deep inside. The shouts of the incoming soldiers and the groans of the prisoners in pain. It can make people feel the most real darkness and cruelty inside the prison.

Under the guidance of the soldiers, I finally met this Earl who I "longed for" endlessly. Speaking of this Earl, I still have to pay a little respect, because he was not only the first one to piss me off. A commoner, and most likely the fattest lolicon in the entire Dark Continent.

The Count xx in front of me, eh, what is his name? forgotten. Okay, let’s call him Earl Pig for the time being. This Earl Pig has so much fat that even fat pig Az would be ashamed of himself. His short limbs are almost retracted into his spherical body. I'm sure if he lay face down on the ground, his round belly would make it impossible for his hands and feet to reach the ground.

At this moment, this pig count is being tied up with five flowers. To be precise, it should have been chained into a large glyph - the soldiers who locked him must have worked hard to find his wrists and ankles. It was really hard on him. There was a soldier standing next to him, whipping him hard with a whip. The force and angle were professional. Every time the whip hit him, Count Piggy could scream more tragically than when a pig was being killed. Looking at the entire three floors of the dungeon, although other prisoners also have soldiers to "serve" them, Earl Pig's voice outshines the others and stands out.

"grown ups."

The cell door was opened, the executioner soldier put away his whip and saluted me respectfully. The wise man left together with the soldiers who led the way and the soldiers guarding the cell door before leaving. The soldier even moved his whip in front of me to please me. Tell me that this whip is specially made and has been marinated for three months with salt, chili oil and other loving ingredients. If you are skilled enough, you can draw blood without seeing it, but it can hurt the bone marrow. No wonder the pig count was so fat that he screamed after being beaten. At first, I thought he was just showing off.

Looking back, Earl Pig raised his head feebly, his eyes squeezed into a line revealing a look mixed with fear and hatred.

"You... who are you? I have no grudge against you. Why should you..." He quickly suppressed the hatred in his eyes and asked weakly.

Oops, it seems that Aziz hasn’t told him anything yet. He was arrested inexplicably and his organization was wiped out. He must be quite puzzled.

"Don't know? Okay, I'll give you a merciful reminder. Do you remember the twins from a few months ago?" I took off the leather whip hanging on the shelf, folded it into several folds, and pulled it slightly. After tugging on it, he hesitated whether he should also be whipped a few times.

Earl Pig's eyes first showed fear, and then suddenly showed a look of surprise. As expected of a leader, his mind was spinning very fast. I'm afraid he had considered this before I came.

At this time, Count Piggy felt regret in his heart. In the past few months, he occasionally stuck his head out of the carriage to get some air. When he saw a pair of twins passing by, he was immediately shocked and imagined that the twins were in bed. Tormented to the point of tears, he immediately felt that his "little" brother, who had not made any move for many years, was about to make a move. After finding out that the second brother was just an ordinary villager with no backing, he immediately took action. But they didn't expect that the dead old woman accompanying them was so hard-boned that she managed to save the twins from her tall and powerful men. A few days later, the second child disappeared from Lu Gaoyin City. , he went crazy and mobilized all his men. After nearly two months of searching, he finally found out the village where these three people lived. The earl couldn't wait and gathered more than a hundred thugs to kill them that night. …

"It seems that you have finally figured it out. How about you not being caught unjustly?" I pulled the whip, narrowed my eyes and smiled.

"I'm a bitch, I deserve to die. I'm so blind that I didn't know that those twins belong to you, sir. Please be noble and spare this little man's life."

If Count Pig could move his hands, he would probably have a more dramatic scene - slapping himself while begging for mercy.

"It's not a 'thing', it's..." A flash of anger flashed through my heart. What did he think of Aikelu and Xilusi? thing? ! ! !

"It's my sister."

I sneered and flicked the whip. The huge force caused the sound of the whip's shadow to rub against the air, resounding throughout the prison. A crack suddenly appeared on the hard blue and white stone floor. In an instant. All the shouts and screams in the prison seemed to be startled by the thunderous sound, and they all stopped.

"Hurry up and kill me. As a career changer, your Excellency must not bother to torture a little person like me." Earl Pigang was so frightened by the whip that he peed his pants. A fishy stench came from his crotch pants and his face turned pale. The lips trembled for a long time. Then he murmured and begged.

"Of course I won't get my hands dirty for rubbish like you, but of course someone will take your life. I can tell you a little bit. That person was the only survivor at the time, named Gaia. Presumably he I'm looking forward to meeting you, tsk tsk. Don't look at me like that, otherwise I will..."

I happily enjoyed the expression of fear and fear on Count Pig's face. When it came to Gaia, Count Pig's face turned green, and he finally knew that he was going to die. He couldn't help but no longer hide the malice and hatred in his eyes.

"Otherwise, I will treat you as a monster."

In Count Pig's horrified eyes, I stabbed a dagger into his arm and came out from the other side. It's not that I don't want to use the whip. I saw it just now. I'm not good at playing with that thing. If I accidentally don't control the force well and whip Earl Pig in half, Gaia will definitely be very confused. Bar.

"Oh, doesn't it hurt?"

Seeing the fear on Count Pig's face. But there was no distortion of pain at all, and I realized that it turned out that I was too strong and too fast, which made the stab unable to have the desired effect. Sometimes being too strong is troublesome, but it doesn't matter.

I smiled slightly and gently rotated the hand holding the handle of the dagger. The sound of cracking bones suddenly sounded. But it was instantly overshadowed by the screams of Earl Pig.

"It hurts, right? You really want me to let you go, right? But, did the screams of those villagers ever make you soften?"

I pulled out the dagger along with the blood and broken bones, and used a special ointment made in the prison to block the hole where the blood was gushing out. It is said that this ointment also contains a lot of salt and chili.

In Count Zhuang's frightened eyes, I moved the dagger to his belly, slowly traced it, and then stabbed it in slightly. With a pull, the white fat turned out, one knife, two knifes, three knifes..., The visual effect of the constantly rolling fat was far more exciting than the pain. In the end, Earl Pig couldn't stand it anymore, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

"Is this the end?" I shook my head regretfully. I have killed many of the same kind, and there must be at least thousands of them. I even used methods that were several times more cruel than what I am doing now. So I feel no burden towards Earl Pig's behavior. After the torture, my food will be more delicious and my sleep will be more sweet.

I threw the dagger away casually, and I didn’t want anything stuck to Count Pig. Then, I used healing skills to heal the wound on Count Pig, and poured a bucket of ice water over it, and Count Pig suddenly woke up leisurely.

At first glance, he hurriedly looked at his body. He was really a timid person who was afraid of death. After he found that he was not affected at all, there was a puzzled look in his eyes. It was obvious that he thought it was just a dream. , a nightmare, I couldn't help but wave my hand in front of his eyes, and then he realized my existence, and inadvertently saw the dagger thrown on the ground, still sticky with blood, and his face began to tumble again.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce you. My profession is a priest. Pastor, you know what I do, right?" I smiled and took a few steps back, and gracefully gave a standard priestly salute to Earl Pig.

"Devil, you are a devil..."

Earl Pig's shrill roar sounded behind me. I didn't mind at all. I dismissed the soldiers and treated all the prisoners in the prison. Torturing the body was too boring, and destroying the spirit was the way to go.

After I left, the soldiers took up the whips again. They found that after the mysterious master came again, although the prisoner's spirit was extremely decadent, his body was much better, and he couldn't help but swing the whip in his hand more vigorously.

At this time, I had already appeared in Fat Pig Azidi's study.

"Your Majesty, is the cell still enough? If not, don't be polite. I will just pay to build one myself. Of course, the soldiers guarding it will still have to trouble Your Majesty, and I will pay them accordingly."

Seeing that the cells in the North District were full because of my personal affairs, I couldn't help but feel a little sorry.

"Elder, please don't worry, there are three other dungeons. Although they are much smaller than the dungeons in the North District, they are enough to hold prisoners." Fat Pig Aziz laughed. Then asked.

"By the way, what do you think should be done with those prisoner elders on the second floor?"

The prisoners locked up on the second floor were all members of the Earl of Pig organization, but they did not participate in the massacre of the village.

"Your Majesty, I once read such a story." I pondered the words and kept tapping my fingers on the table.

"A long time ago, there was a hunter with strong martial arts. He heard that there was a pack of wolves in the forest that did all kinds of evil. They often came out to attack people and animals, so he vowed to wipe out these hungry wolves. With his strong martial arts, he easily Then he killed the wolves, and when there were only the last dozen or so weak young wolves and old wolves left in the entire pack, the hunter felt compassion and let them go. Then, these dozen A wolf followed the hunter's scent to his home. It ate his beautiful wife and young daughter."

"The elder is really good at it. I know what to do."

Fat pig Aziz nodded and looked at me with eyes filled with the approval of fellow believers. I couldn’t tell that this guy was also a good at eradicating the roots.

"Little guy, do you think I'm cruel?"

On the way to the carriage, I murmured to the little ghost who had just woken up. A single decision led to the loss of three hundred lives. If it were me four years ago, I would definitely be scared to death by this cruel and ruthless character. I never imagined that one day I would become such a person.

"Uh-huh~~" The little ghost shook his head gently and leaned into my arms.

"Xiao Fan, you just need to know that in this world, you are the only one I care about. I don't care about the life and death of other people..." the little ghost murmured. My eyelids were twitching.

"Little guy, look at what you said. You should be more concerned about Vilas and the others." I felt warm in my heart and hugged the delicate body in my arms tightly.

"Hmm..., um wu..., if Xiaofan likes them, then I..."

Halfway through speaking, the little ghost's body sank and he fell asleep again. Really, he had just woken up.

I sighed helplessly and gently stroked her beautiful moon-colored hair. Compared to the past few days, I am not so worried about the little ghost's sleepy state now. The first point is because she woke up. When she was in good health, she was in good spirits, and there was nothing wrong with her. Another important reason was the light on the little ghost. When she was in good health, the white light would be brighter, and vice versa. It was dim, and it was time to replenish the diamonds. It was obvious that judging from the light radiating from the little ghost, her condition was a bit too good.

But then again, is she a lightbulb?

At noon the next day, a grand collective punishment ceremony was performed at the execution ground in Lugaoyin. More than 300 prisoners who were tied up knelt on it and were pushed up one by one and beheaded, which the onlookers watched with gusto. , I was so excited, and then these more than 300 heads were hung on the four city gates as a warning. As for the remaining prisoners on the third floor, I still kept them all, not knowing Gaia’s appetite. No matter how big it is, it’s better to leave more for him. I have taken care of the soldiers inside. After receiving a sum of money that will keep them fed and clothed for a lifetime, they swore that they will definitely "take good care" of the prisoners inside. , even if the king orders the secret execution of these prisoners, they will..., uh, take the risk to report to me.

This matter seems to be coming to an end, much faster than I expected. I originally thought it would take at least half a month, but now apart from the occasional "visit" to Earl Pig in prison, I am starting to get bored again. .

Of course, there are still things. For example, when I just found out that the village was destroyed, the technique I used to kill those hyenas and vultures was like splitting an ice arrow into three... This was not Tia's signature attack. way? If a magic idiot like me does it so naturally, no one will find it weird? Anyway, when I think about it now, I find it quite strange, so I have been analyzing it during this period.

based on preliminary inferences. Three points, one, I'm already capable of using this technique and it's bullshit. The second point is because I have seen Tia use this technique, otherwise I would not be able to imagine it even if I had the ability. In other words, if Tia had divided the fire bullet into three parts. Then the fire arrows I fired would not be ice arrows but fire bombs.

Third, and more importantly, to explain the somewhat fantasy flavor, I can describe my feeling at that time by using an ethereal state, a clear mind, no distracting thoughts, and the "sword" follows my heart, etc. In other words, I am doing it deliberately now. On the contrary, it cannot be used.

When I shot the ice arrow crookedly for the nth time, I finally fell to the ground with no strength. I felt that what I needed was that feeling at that time, Jesus. Buddha, Laojun, the great cute god. Give me feel.

In addition to the unintentional display of this technique, there is another place that makes me wonder when I recall it. At that time, when I transformed into a blood bear to vent my emotions, I actually cast flames. I had no idea that a blood bear could also cast magic, because after transforming into a blood bear, I had already broken the "rules" and the life, mana, skill attributes Everything within these rules will disappear. Therefore, I always thought that Blood Bear would convulse with that move...but I was wrong, it was a semen cannon.

It seems that the blood bear transformation still has a lot of potential that needs to be explored. I was so careless that I didn't realize this until now.

While I was happily practicing the skills of splitting magic, I imagined myself transforming into a blood bear in the future - holding a thunderbolt in my left hand, an ice hammer in my right hand, and stepping on a hot wheel. Eyes can emit laser light. Shoot rockets from the chest, hide nuclear weapons in the anus. When he opened his mouth and the entire Dark Continent was shaking, he suddenly realized a more urgent problem that needed to be solved.

What if Gaia and the twins meet in the camp?

Of course, Gaia will definitely train hard after arriving at the camp, and the twins don't have much time to hang out outside, but I am talking about just in case, there is definitely a possibility, right, God always likes to play tricks on people.

Although I found out from Gaia's mouth that he did not blame the twins, there was some complaint in his sentence. If it weren't for them, the village would not have been destroyed, so I have no doubt that he would say to the twins. He said everything, and in a rather extreme tone.

Damn it, I was really careless. Thinking of this, I immediately packed up my things and hurried towards the Mages Guild, without realizing that there was a little tail following behind.

After waiting for several hours in the Mages Guild and finally preparing the teleportation, I couldn't wait to step in. Not long after I left, Moissa rushed in "out of breath".

"Master, you want something, eh...?"

She held up the thing in her hand and let out a stiff "surprise" sigh. Because her face was always expressionless, it was difficult to detect that she was telling lies.

"He left already."

Tarun was instantly fooled and didn't notice that Princess Sanwu's little hand was making a V-shaped gesture of victory behind her back.

"This is very important stuff."

Princess Sanwu emphatically lifted the package in her hand, and continued to deceive her with a heavier tone.

"this……"

Talen was in a bit of a dilemma. Logically speaking, others could not use remote transmission without the elder's permission, and...

"By the way, the money, the master left it for me..."

Princess Sanwu handed over twenty broken gems.

"Okay... okay, the mage over there shouldn't have left yet, I'll go and notify him."

As the saying goes, it’s easy to do things if you have money. After hesitating for a while, Tarun finally agreed. In his heart, how could a little maid have so much money? Wu Fan must have given it to her, so that if she couldn’t catch up, she could do it herself. Take the teleportation array over there.

Without permission to complete Princess Sanwu's lies in his mind, Tarun was so gorgeously toyed with his "emotions" by a maid who was less than seventeen years old.

After walking out of the teleportation station, I rushed straight to Farah's tent and learned from him the whereabouts of Gaia - it was indeed the Paladin training camp. It seemed that he was quite persistent in his dream and had no Choosing an assassin or a necromancer due to a drastic change in temperament.

Under the leadership of the teacher at the Cavaliers training camp, I quickly found Gaia who was sweating and doing physical training on the training ground.

"Uncle Pastor?!" Gaia looked very surprised when she saw it was me.

"Xiaoya, you should get used to it in the training camp." I touched his head affectionately.

"Yeah, not bad."

He nodded silently.

After chatting for a while, I finally got to the point.

"By the way, Gaia, have you met Ecolu and the others these days?"

Gaia's expression changed obviously. He probably thought of the horrific scene at that time. He clenched his fists for a while before shaking his head.

"Not seen."

"I want to ask you a favor?" I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, I listen to my uncle the pastor."

"Can you please not tell them about this yet?"

After hesitating for a moment, Gaia nodded.

"Are you still complaining about them?" I sighed softly.

"I know it's not their fault, but I..." Gaia wiped her red eyes.

"Uncle Pastor, I really don't know how to face them right now. I don't want to meet them. Do you think I'm too stingy?"

"Good boy, you have done a great job, time will dilute everything." I patted Gaia on the shoulder, chatted with him for a few words, promised that I would visit him when I had time, and then let him go back to the training ground. .

"How has Gaia been doing during this time?"

After Gaia left, I found the teacher at the training camp and asked him.

"Although the qualifications are not outstanding, the practice is very hard. If you can persevere, it is not difficult to change your profession and become a Paladin."

"Is that so? That's good. By the way, can you please keep an eye on it and don't let him work too hard? If he refuses, tell him, 'The village is still waiting for you to rebuild. There will be nothing when you collapse.' ’, I guess he can listen to it to some extent."

The teacher nodded and came with hatred. He had seen too many children who trained hard for revenge. These people were the epitome of the sadness of living in the Dark Continent.