A basin of cold water was poured on Regner's face, and Regner was thrilled by the sudden temperature difference, and he slowly opened his eyes, and then figured out where he was now.

"Yo he, what the hell is a dark elegy, this high-level warrior has a different physique from ours!" a jailer grinned at his companion, "Look at it, after so many beatings, it looks like it's okay." ”

"No matter how powerful he is, hasn't he fallen into the hands of our Lord Salon?" his companion pouted, he looked at Regna with interest, and then spat in Regna's face: "Phew! What a dark elegy, it's just a wild boy who hasn't even grown his hair!

Regner listened to the conversation between the two men in a hazy way, and then slowly opened his eyes. The rope that binds him is naturally special, and being bound by this enchanted rope not only does not take half of his strength, but even the veins of his fighting spirit will be closed, and the current Regner is actually an ordinary eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy. Of course, compared to them, Regner is at least a little more durable......

Regner raised his head with difficulty, and then showed a smile at the two jailers: "What kind of person Lao Tzu is, it's not your turn to judge!"

"Smack!"

The jailer threw a water-stained whip at Regner's face, and Regner gasped unexpectedly. But the pain was nothing compared to Salon's fists.

"Since you tickle, let's push harder, you bastards, can't you even scratch the itch?" Regner's facial muscles trembled slightly from the pain, but he still taunted the two guys.

"Poof!"

The jailer pulled out his dagger, slapped it on Regner's face, and said, "Try to be stubborn again? Believe it or not, I'm going to cut off your nose?"

"Hmph...... Hum Hum Hum ...... Aha!!" Regner couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?!" the jailer couldn't help but slap Regner in the face.

"Phew!" Regner spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and then said with a smile: "The woman I like is disfigured, have you ruined Lao Tzu's face? Just right! You will see me and her when the time comes, and you will be scared to death if you don't run out! Scared that your mother doesn't recognize you! Hahahahahaha!"

"Damn!" the jailer couldn't help but whip Regner again, and then said, "It's an idiot like you who likes that kind of ugly monster!

"Will you tell me again?" Regner's eyes lit up with palpitations for a moment.

"What's the matter? I said she's ugly, did she mess with you?" The jailer was startled by Regner's gaze, but seeing that he was now tied to the cross and couldn't move, he gradually mustered up his courage. He slapped Regner in the face with a dagger, and then said defiantly: "Ugly ugly ugly! Lao Tzu said that she is ugly, what can you do with me? That kind of bargain doesn't deserve to live at all!"

"I'm a mud horse! You can tell Lao Tzu again! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu......" Regner struggled on the cross like crazy, twisting his body desperately to get his teeth closer to the jailer, and then tried to inflict some damage on the oily face with two rows of white teeth.

But it was clearly in vain, and no matter how much Regna struggled, he would not be able to escape the shackles of magical equipment. His desperate writhing would only make the jailer laugh.

"Hahahahaha!" the jailer laughed exaggeratedly twice, then swung his dagger directly into Regner's face. He originally wanted to cut off Regner's nose directly, but Regner's reaction was unusually fast, and he shrank his neck in a lightning flash, which allowed Regner to save his nose. But the jailer's dagger still made a clear red blood mark on Regner's face. It seems that if the priest did not deal with it properly, Regner's face would probably have to bear this hideous and ugly mark all the time......

"How dare you hide?!" the jailer slapped again, and he wanted to scratch Regner's face again. But just then, Saron pushed open the cell and walked in.

"Lord Saron......" The jailer saw the Red Flame Sorcerer and hurriedly saluted.

Salons looked up at Regner, who was struggling with an angry face, and nodded in satisfaction, "You two did a good job, but now, you can go out." ”

"As you wish. The jailer saluted Sharon flatteringly, and hurried away.

After the jailer had left, Sharon looked at Regner, who was still struggling in vain, with interest, and then burst out laughing.

"Hahahahaha!!" Saron laughed as he looked at Regner, and said, "It's really interesting." ”

"What did you say?" Regner's muscles twitched, and a few drops of blood were running down his cheeks from the disfigurement, making his face itch and ache.

"I say......" Saron looked at Regner and said, "As the head of military intelligence, you have the power to influence an empire and even a continent. But an ugly half-elf has a role to influence you. In other words, controlling an unarmed half-elf is equivalent to controlling you, and controlling you is equivalent to controlling the entire intelligence system of the Hawke Empire. If you think about it further, you can even say that you control the whole world, hahahahaha! The laws of the world are really interesting!"

"Something more interesting is going to happen!" Regner licked his dry lips and said, "Believe it or not, give me another chance, you're the one who died?"

"Say whatever you want!" the arrogant Saron shrugged his shoulders unexpectedly at this time, and then he continued: "Anyway, you are now in my hands, and it is my word to kill or chop, so you have no chance again!"

"Could it be that the famous Red Flame Sorcerer is still afraid that his enemies will become stronger?" Regner continued to provoke Saron.

"You can think so. Saron said in a rather surprising way: "You're going to die anyway, and the word won't get out." ”

"You !!!" Regner couldn't imagine that the haughty Salons could have such a shameless side.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Saron asked, patting Regner on the cheek.

"How do I know?" said Regner coldly.

"Because ......," Saron viciously tore the wound on Regner's face before he said, "I want you to experience my humiliation before you die." ”

"Your humiliation ...... then," Regner let out a few painful moans from the wound on his face.

"That's right! That's right!!" Salon's eyes flashed with resentment, he stared at Regnar and said: "Because of you, it's because of you! Let my myth of invincibility be shattered! It was you who shook my title of the first day of the continent! If it weren't for you, how could I be suspected of being immortal by Stoker's old immortals? I, Saron, should be the most dazzling person on this continent, right!"

"Hahahahaha!!!" Regner laughed unexpectedly when he heard Salon's words.

"How dare you laugh?" said Saron with a gloomy face.

"Of course I'm going to laugh. Ignoring the fact that the wound on his face was cracking, Regner smiled and said, "You...... Hahahaha...... You're ...... Just for ...... Hahaha...... For these boring thoughts...... Hahahaha...... You're really bored ......."

"I should be the best, and I won't allow anyone to question me! Any questioning is an offense to me!" said Saron with a hideous face. He activated his flaming body, and the originally thin body gradually began to emit terrifying heat.

"And your presence is an offense to me, so I will punish you. Salonn stretched out his fingers in a nearly 1,000-degree heat, and then reached out to Regner**'s upper body.

"The muscles are well trained. Saron looked at Regner's emaciated but angular upper body and commented. He went on to say, "So, leave a mark on you. ”

After Saron finished speaking, he used his hot fingers to tap randomly on Regner's upper body. But every touch he made would trigger Regner's screams.

Oh, the reason for his screams was naturally not because of some kind of wet and sticky relationship between men and women, but because of the high temperature of his fingertips. The touch of nearly 1,000 degrees of heat is not something that can be endured by gritting your teeth at all. Because human beings have their own limit for pain, if this limit is exceeded, then no matter how strong the person's willpower is, he will definitely lose control.

Just like Garona used Regner's body to withstand Alexander's divine fighting spirit tempering. A Sacred Domain powerhouse, her willpower naturally goes without saying, but why did she still scream out? It is because when the pain reaches that level, no matter who it is, it is unbearable!

At this time, Salon's high-temperature torture was not as good as the mutual erosion of two completely different attributes at that time, but it was far beyond the range that a normal person could bear. So Regner screamed without image at all.

But Saron was not satisfied, for Regner's eyes, despite the incessant screams in his mouth, did not show any fear or submission, but were full of arrogance and rebelliousness. This made Saron quite uncomfortable.

"How dare you go crazy?" Saron punched Regner in the stomach, leaving a visibly scalded fist mark on his abdomen.

"Hahaha!phew!" Regner spat a mouthful of blood on Salon's face: "Do you want the master to convince you? You go directly to eat a bowl of, I can think about it then!"

"I hope you'll remember that provoking me will be the most irrational thing a person can do!" Saron narrowed his eyes, he understood Regner's weakness well. He may not care what hurt him, but he was terribly afraid of Erin or someone else.

Sharon stared at Regner, then suddenly turned around and picked up a pendant from the table. It was recovered from Regner's body, which was hanging around his neck at the time.

And Regner's laughter stopped abruptly when he saw the pendant. Because this pendant was given to herself by Anne Lot!