The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

Hesla Cathedral of the Holy Light, basement.

There were a few more deep welts on the old witch's body.

A slightly gasping torturer put down the long whip in his hand, took a sip of water, looked at the old hag with complicated eyes, and sighed, "Hey, this old hag's mouth really looks like it's made of iron!"

"That's right! No matter how much I tortured her, I just kept silent! Can you do it?" Another torturer echoed.

"Don't compare me to this evil old witch. They make deals with the devil, eat rats and poisonous snakes, drink lava from hell, and have hearts made of stone. How can I compare?" the former torturer A little angry, he retorted dissatisfied.

The situations he mentioned are all the propaganda of the Holy See to the people over the years, and a fixed image has already been formed.

"Hey, don't be angry! I was just joking!" The torturer who said something wrong suddenly said with a playful smile.

"This joke is not funny!" The torturer with the whip scowled!

"Yes!" The torturer who said the wrong thing nodded and said again and again, paused, and changed the subject, "But this old witch has always been so stubborn, so it's not a solution!"

"Then what do you want?" the torturer holding the whip said angrily.

Usually, when those heretics are brought into their hands, they say everything after a few tricks.

Of course, after several methods, those heretics will die more often.

They used to be free from scruples, but this time Bishop Margery specifically ordered him to live and to know the whereabouts of that mysterious Jack, which caused the interrogators to be a little timid, and the really powerful things dare not grow old. Greeting from the witch, I'm afraid I'll kill her!

"I think these old witches don't know what kind of deal they have made with the devil, so they are probably not afraid of pain. We should use some special methods."

"Just say it!"

"Take off the clothes of the old witch, and find some rats or poisonous snakes, let them accompany this old immortal guy to spend an unforgettable night, what should I do?" The torturer eagerly asked.

"This..." The torturer holding the whip was a little hesitant.

"Otherwise, how can we fulfill the orders of Bishop Margery? Are you willing to spend your whole life in this basement dealing with the servants of the devil?"

"Okay! Just try as you said!" The torturer's words moved the torturer with the whip. Although they are all believers in the holy light, some people can bathe in the holy light openly, while others can only bathe in the holy light. Followed secretly in the shadows.

They also want to walk under the sun and on the earth.

There was no one talking on either side of them, and as for the old witch, they didn't even take it to heart.

"If we pry out the information about that mysterious Jack from this old hag, even the bishop will value us! How can a guy from outside be as loyal as us?" the torturer said in his tone. A little sour and authentic.

At this moment, a burst of oppressive breath came suddenly, which made the interrogators in the room tense for no reason!

Immediately afterwards, the ceiling of the basement was directly smashed through, and the stone fell.

Among the torturers, one had his thigh crushed by a stone, his blood flowed all over the floor, he lost his ability to move, and howled endlessly on the spot!

The other was even more unlucky. He was hit on the head by a big rock, and his head was bleeding out immediately, and he died on the spot.

Only the torturer with the whip remained motionless in fright, but not a single stone hurt him.

Of course, the old witch behind him was also lucky not to be hit by a stone.

A huge dog's head with eyes as big as a round tower protruded from the dog's head knocked out of the basement ceiling, almost filling the entire basement.

Its round tower-like eyes turned around in the basement, and finally fell on the torturer holding the whip.

The torturer was so frightened that he trembled all over and peed on his pants.

"Holy Light!"

Under the gaze of the huge dog's head, he was terrified. For some reason, he turned around and rushed towards the position behind the old witch.

The huge dog's head leaped forward with astonishing agility, and with a single bite, the torturer was bitten in half.

Blood stained the dog's head's teeth and corners of its mouth.

Looking at the huge dog head parked in front of her, the old witch was not afraid at all, with complicated eyes, she murmured, "Void Hound! Grandma's Void Hound!"

"Yes! As you can see, because of your potion, I succeeded! I successfully contracted it!" William walked out from nowhere, stood in front of the old witch, and said to her.

Philip, the sour-faced soldier, reluctantly followed William.

William's gaze fell on the wound on the old witch's body. Although he had already seen it in the mirror of the magic mirror, it was the first time he saw it directly face to face, which still gave William a great sense of shock!

"You... have suffered!" William thought for a while before saying.

"You surprised me!" Although the old witch was tied to the rack, William said in a calm and generous manner, the tone of which was like two old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time were chatting.

"It was you who surprised me! Why didn't you tell me about my situation? Maybe you can suffer less!" William said in a complicated tone.

The old witch just smiled and didn't speak.

"Okay. Let's go first, let's talk about these things later." William cut open the chains that bound the old witch with a sword.

Without chains, the first thing the old witch did when she regained her freedom was to fall down involuntarily.

William quickly helped the old witch, and led her onto the head of the Void Hound that lowered its head automatically, and the soldier Philip quickly followed.

William's heart moved, and the void hound with eyes as big as round towers pushed its head back from the basement to the ground of the church.

"Let's go!" Without William's words, the Void Hound was about to run into the sky.

"Master, master, the Holy See warrior of the Holy Light who fought with you last time has rushed over." Suddenly, the magic mirror warned in William's mind.

William looked down, only to see a black shadow rushing towards the Void Hound.

William has the radar map of the magic mirror, so he directly "drives" the void hound to the top of the basement, smashes into the basement roughly, and rescues the old witch.

This process takes very little time.

I just didn't expect this guy to rush over so fast!

It's just...William looked at the black shadow, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly... To use an old Chinese saying, it's just this moment and that moment!

Last time, I was able to fight against William in an inextricable manner, but now, William can only say that his courage is commendable!

The black shadow rushed to the Void Hound in a blink of an eye, revealing the figure of the Holy Spirit Knight last time. He didn't go to the Copper Palace with Bishop Margery, was it just in case?

It's a pity, Bishop Margery never thought that William's strength would improve by leaps and bounds in just a few days!

The Void Hound, whose strength and agility are both above 13, just pounced forward casually, the silver light burst, and the Holy Spirit Knight was bitten by the Void Hound, chewed a few times, creaked, and swallowed. go in.

PS: Sorry, I worked overtime until 7 o'clock today, and I had a voice conference after 8 o'clock when I came back. I really doubted my life! But I will make up the missing chapters, remember first!