The Black Scepter

> "Bah."

Hiddink spit out the spit mixed with saliva and raised his eyes to look forward—the cage holding him was being opened by a soldier, and the other party rudely dragged Kovin into it, Hiddinkang wanted to say something As soon as he opened his mouth, he was kicked by a few soldiers next to him with a few feet, and then he was **** with big flowers and tied tightly.

This seems to be the first military fortress on the border of the State of Nare. There are not many residents along the way. They are basically soldiers in standard clothes, but obviously, Hiddink can recognize the basic functions of the city-not like Byzantine. A prosperous city supported by civilian residence, this is a military fortress that will only be used during wartime. Its only function is to resist intruders, and almost no one lives here in peacetime.

Seventeen nobles were escorted to the four dungeons on the edge of the fortress center. The cold and wet cells were ventilated. The mossy ground was covered with **** smell. After Hiddink was pushed here, the first thing he saw was the opposite. The other prisoners in the cell like corpses.

"Cough cough..."

Boozer has awakened from his coma, but apparently his condition is deteriorating, and the fat man with his forehead burned like a stove is lying on the cold ground. Seeing this, Hiding hastened to take off the few remaining coat pads with the other guys next to him. Under Boozer, several people used the body temperature to help keep the fat man warm. Hiddink, who was wearing only a single shirt, froze his lips blue after a while, trembling.

"Useless, let him die earlier and hurry up."

The guy in the cell opposite said suddenly that Hiddink could see that his limbs were imprisoned with a cross-shaped chain of handcuffs, so he stood completely immobile, his voice hoarse and horrified.

"What do you mean?"

"You don’t know the guy’s hobby? He likes this kind of fine skinny fat guy. He cut the skin with various types of knives, and cut the muscle fibers one by one... Knock the skull, oh... and cut his Pull out your nails one by one."

The guy with the beard and hair tangled across the side spoke nervously, making all the Byzantine nobles who had just entered the cell shudder.

"Why do you want to keep him warm? Dedication? Ha, this is not a place that reflects the spirit of the nobility-do you know what that guy's favorite game is? Huh... put the two guys on a machine he researched, every Everyone has an organ in their hands. Press it, and the guy sitting opposite you will be slammed into the heart by countless blades...loyalty? Trust? What he likes most to see...is betrayal."

Hiddink narrowed his eyes. Obviously the guys held in this prison would not make such jokes casually, but as a noble knight, did they come here in exchange for ransom?

Until now, he was still suffocating. He didn’t even bother to talk about the god-nagging guy. He curled up and said to the knights around him: "Don’t listen to him bullshit, we are aristocrats, good luck, we can be redeemed, luck Not good... guys, at least each of us has killed three enemies, right?"

"I killed seven."

There was a voice not far away.

"nine."

"twelve."

"I have fewer, ten... maybe eleven."

"So, we haven't lost money, have we?" Hidink's few words reinvigorated the silent and depressed comrades along the way-at this time, the hope of working hard is more important than anything, but absolutely not Let fear occupy the soul, because that is like a plague, it is fatal.

"Hahahaha—"

Without waiting for Hiddink to finish, the hoarse laughter in the distance interrupted him-still the guy opposite, he breathlessly said: "Can the nobility be redeemed? Hahahaha-are you For the first time on the battlefield? Hahaha..."

"Click."

Before he finished talking, the dungeon door was opened, and a group of soldiers walked straight to the guy's cell. Without saying anything, he opened his shackles, and then dragged him and several others out like sacks.

"Naive fools, sooner or later it will be your turn to experience this damn—"

Before he finished speaking, he was completely silent. It seemed that he was covered with fists.

There was silence in the cell, and Hiddink could not move his injured leg. He had to do his best to put scattered straw on the ground to keep him warm. The aristocrats around him became silent because of the neuropathic guy-they were not stupid, Waiting for your destiny does not seem so optimistic.

"Charles, is this even after the game is over?"

"After playing? I remember you said that you want to play with all the ladies of Constantine, and now you are discouraged?" Hiddink pointed to another guy and said, "You! Stop sleeping, in the cavalry regiment. Haven’t slept enough? What pretend to come here to play with me?"

The guy pointed at by him was actually in a state of near coma because of excessive blood loss. He was scolded by Hiddink. He smiled weakly, but said: "Captain... this time, I don’t know to fall asleep. Can I wake up later."

The cell was quiet again.

Silence is like a big hand, grabbing everyone's throat.

Then Hiddink suddenly asked in a choked voice: "Don't you all hate me, brothers? Because I... we have so many people left in our team--"

"Will the Cavaliers be afraid of sacrifice?" Corvin, who had been silent, interrupted him. "I still remember what you said to us at the beginning-'The way we charge, we will never regret it.'"

Hiddink reached out and touched Boozer's hot forehead. The long battle seemed to have made people unaware that his age was not even twenty years old, but at this moment he was under the mental burden that ordinary people can't imagine.

"Bab said he would marry the daughter of Earl Tawa when he returned, and even the wedding invitations were ready; Fisher always said that he was timid, but he blocked the impact of three knights and killed seven people..." Hiddink couldn't control his tone, and the tears belonging to the man fell on the wet ground. "But...but they are all dead now...all* lying on the battlefield that doesn't even have a name! What should I do? Do they deserve them!?"

"Boo!"

He hit the ground with a fist, extremely grieved.

"Click."

The prison door opened again at this moment. The jailers went straight to Hiddink's cell, lifted their legs and kicked a few people in the way, and then dragged Boozer to go out—

"What are you doing?!"

Hiddink remembered the previous guy's words, and when he got up, he wanted to catch Boozer, but the jailer ran on his face without saying a word, followed by a merciless beating, beside Kovin raised his leg and kicked a jailer, but he was immediately knocked down and kicked...

Boozer was dragged out in this way, and the sound of the prison door closing was harsh.

For the lord of Percy City, the threat from Byzantium put him under a lot of pressure, but obviously the curious lord found some other way to relieve this pressure, but the way it can be called It's heinous-abuse.

"Squeak--"

The door of the lord’s hall was opened, and Boozer was dragged in by two soldiers and entered a large secret room at the end of an open narrow dark tunnel. After placing him on a weird device, Boozer’s hands, feet and neck were metal. Shackled and shackled, he lay flat on the device with the shape of "big", like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Boozer, who gradually woke up from a coma, was confused, and because of the temperature, he was trembling without taking the initiative, but he was greeted by a middle-aged man with a strange look.

Lord of Pera City and nearby territories, Cavi.

"Aha, this is the Byzantine knight of nobility? I always thought that this glorious nobility of the empire should not have such a fat brain, ha ha ha" It is like telling myself a sneer that is not funny In the same way, only the lord is laughing alone in the hall. He is well-proportioned. It is reasonable to say that he is a handsome and charming guy, but at this time his smile distorted the original handsome facial features.

There are also prisoners just dragged from the death row inside the secret room. It is obvious that there is not much distance from the word death. Their bodies are covered with wounds-knife wounds, blunt wounds, scalds, frostbites, various wounds and even Some have exuded a smelly smell, which is obviously a masterpiece of the Lord Lord's "venting selfish desires".

"puff!"

Boozer, who hadn’t recovered yet, was awakened by the sound of a sharp weapon piercing his body, but it wasn’t stabbed in him—the lord did not know where to hold a dagger, but he opened the prisoner next to him. Chest! Then he skillfully cut the chest of the other party, and took out the heart very bloody

He reached out and squeezed the heart that was still beating, shaking it in front of Boozer, and asked with a weird smile: "Are you afraid of death, noble, oh knight?"

Blood dripped along the heart of Boozer's immobile face, smelling fishy.

"Answer me, knight, are you afraid of death?"

The guy who didn't know how deformed he was seemed to enjoy the fear of others. He saw that Boozer didn't say anything. He smiled, but then he spun with Boozer's palm and the heart!

"puff!"

Fat Boozer frowned, he pressed his lips and said nothing. He looked at the neurotic **** in front of him, took a deep breath, and weakly replied: "You are asking a knight to fear death?"

This sentence obviously made Carvie stunned, and then he laughed. He reached out and took another dagger, and slowly ran across Boozer's abdomen. The bloodthirsty eyes stared at the endless blood, excited The land is like a blood race that has not eaten for many years-"Do you think you are strong? Knight, many people think they are heroes, but usually that is their self-hypnosis. Does this world need heroes?"

"puff!"

With a sword nailed into Boozer's other palm, he looked at the moaning fat man and said, "It's just a group of clowns."

The severe pain made Boozer's body tense. He was already weak and abnormal. He seemed to have reached the limit of his body-the fat man Boozer could clearly feel that his brain was once again in a coma, and the body had begun to convulsively. , He understands that this seems to be the last physiological reaction of human instinct

"Even the clown, my clown is ten thousand times stronger than you."

Boozer took a deep breath, then spit out a spit, and spit it out on the other person's face!

This is the last time he can resist.

"Dead? It's not that easy."

Not seeming to be annoyed by Boozer's resistance, he took the square scarf next to him to wipe away the blood sputum, sneered and took out a bottle of alchemy, and stuffed it straight into Boozer's mouth—choked a few Boozer immediately understood that this is a powerful therapeutic agent, because the medical team in the emperor team also equipped with this expensive but very effective reagent, but its effect will decrease with the increase in the number of uses, but also thanks to Boozer was never arrogant, so this bottle of potion worked almost immediately.

But obviously, its role at this moment is more to let the lord continue to torture Boozer.

"Do you know what my greatest fun is? Watching a self-willed person destroying himself to destruction is often not done by others, but he has given up hope." He took out a small dagger, in the cloth Zell's eyes dangled, "I, just pushed the guys standing on the edge of the cliff lightly--"

"boom!"

His words were not finished, and the sudden shock sent the scattered blades of the room to the ground, and the dagger that was very close to Boozer's pupil directly left a corner of his eye. Scratches!

The lord with the dagger turned and looked around. The prisoners who were struggling all around were frightened, but no one escaped the control of the sturdy institution. Suspiciously, he walked towards the closed iron door, reached out and pushed it open, but it was straight. Yong Dao saw a scene that made him unimaginable

"Are you sure you really want to do this?"

Minos stood on top of Hydera's head, staring at the missing corner of the huge military fortress under his eyes, his mouth unnaturally grinning.

Just now, he explained to Murphys the situation and the location of the dungeon Hiddink is facing, but at random he saw Murphy raised his hand and directly condensed the elements to release seven "meteorite" to blow up the military fortress Scene of almost a quarter of the city wall.

This is a manifestation of the ultimate power. The "Meteorite", which was released in less than five seconds, exploded the thick wall of this fortress with great precision. After the burning meteorite fell to the ground, it did not become as released by other mages. The immobile stones continue to explode like a bomb, blasting the ground out of several deep pits!

The dungeon was built under the center of the fortress. This attack was not a blind attack by Murphy, but it blasted an entrance directly along the edge of the dungeon!

Hydera swooped down, and the huge shadow covered the panicked city defense army. Several soldiers who panicked and raised their bows and arrows did not have time to release their bows and were completely blasted by a spell released by Sunderland's blast!

The dragon rushed straight in, which is totally a trend of immortality!

"Roar--"

A faint green dragon breath flame burned all the soldiers in front of him, and Hydera crashed to the ground with a loud noise, and then spit a huge fireball with a terrifying size toward the center of the tall fortress!

The sturdy masonry walls exploded, and the stimulating scene made Minos, who was afraid of the world's chaos, wave excitedly and threw a few explosive spells that were equally powerful, and exposed the Lord's Hall directly in front of Murphys.

"I go there, there should be people in the dungeon!"

Minos volunteered and seemed to share the same task as Murphy was an iron buddy, and stepped into the distance.

"Lilith comes with me, Sunderland pays attention to cover!"

Without any hesitation, Murphy jumped directly down to Hydera and ran straight towards the hole that exposed the corner of the dungeon

"Murpheus?!"

Hiddink, who led the nobles to escape in the dungeon, exclaimed, and his eyes were round, he hadn’t had time to say anything else, and even when he saw Lilith, who also jumped down-at this moment, he even thought himself There was an illusion.

"Great, you are still alive"

Lilith was completely relieved, but when she saw the cavalry regiment of less than 200 people, there were only a dozen or so people in front of her.

But for a long time I have not seen the Murphys who was a roommate of the Cauchy Cavalier Academy look serious. He looked at Hiddink before him and suddenly asked: "Why is there one missing?"

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound that prevented the Minos soldiers from flying backwards, and had not landed. Minos, wearing a ragged suit, had rushed into the secret passage of the Lord’s hall. Although he was here for the first time, he was like When I came to my home, I found the hidden secret room easily.

Similar to Heisel, the martial arts used by Minos came from the northern barbarian. His body flickered like a power when he raised his hand. Under the palm of his hand, the heavy metal iron that had not been closed for a long time The door flew straight out!

Carvi, who was standing on the other side of the door, was directly hit by the blow and stumbled to the ground. He was only a mid-level swordsman. He did not expect his territory to be forcibly penetrated by others. The blessed high-level guard has been completely resolved by Minos three punches and two feet-and what he can't think of is that the guy in front of him may be the next master of "creed"!

"It looks like you have a wide range of hobbies?"

Minos grinned, but his smile was colder than the cold wind-although accustomed to facing blood and killing, the inhuman abuse in this house for his own sake made him suddenly angry abnormal.

Without saying anything, Carvey lifted his hand and released the spell on the finger ring~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A "Frost Spear" went straight to Minos with the "Flame Blast" on another ring!

The powerful Minos did not shirk, his arms were about to parry, and he saw the guy in front of him raised his hand and pressed the dagger against Boozer's neck lying next to him.

"Slap-boom!"

The two punches shattered the oncoming spells, but this couldn't stop the opponent from killing Boozer soon. On the occasion of the thousand troops, a figure appeared suddenly behind the opponent.

"Click!"

Ka Jianjian's wrist suddenly turned into a strange angle, and the soft slump fell aside, while the short sword fell straight, but before reaching the ground, Murphys reached out and caught it. Boozer's shackles cut off!

Boozer, who was saved from his life by the healing effects of alchemy potions, was in a much better state. He sat up and looked a little confused to Murphys, who put Carvi against the wall with one hand. When the old roommate's voice was low and full of guilt-

"Sorry, I am late."