"Who are you? Do you dare to disturb the torture table and seek death?"

After a short silence, Huo Ran, the Barcelona officer led by him, stood up and shouted, his body shining with a powerful fighting spirit, and several other colleagues around him surrounded him, and at the same time, he raised his hand, and with a bang, a warning lightsaber rose into the sky, and a message was transmitted.

"Quick, fence up, don't let him run. The puppet army officers shouted, and thousands of puppet soldiers rushed from all directions on the ground like a tide.

In the past, there had also been robberies near the execution platform, so they had been prepared for a long time.

The Zenit civilians below who had been forced to observe the massacre also exclaimed, and at the same time worried about this young man in white clothes, they really didn't want to see the Zenit warriors captured and killed by this despicable group of Barcelonans.

Who knows-

The young man, with black hair and white clothes like snow, didn't even look at the Barcelona officers.

He just took a slight step forward.

Bang bang!!!!

The unthinkable happened, the bodies of the powerful Barcelona officers, like eggs hit by a hammer, burst open, red blood and white bone foam splattered in all directions, and they were dead in an instant.

At the same time.

The puppet soldiers who came from all sides also followed in the footsteps of the Barcelona officers.

Their bodies, like balloons that had been blown up, burst open with a thud, and the blood and bones turned into a crimson mist that dissipated into the air.

It's as if there is an invisible giant hand that has pinched them all up.

In the blink of an eye, there were thousands of Barcelona people and puppet soldiers around the torture platform, and not one of them died.

On the Xingtai, the young man in white clothes like snow stepped out again, his figure flashed slightly, and disappeared in the direction behind the city gate in an instant.

Up and down the torture platform, only the Zenit civilians were unharmed, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with them, not even the splattered blood plasma had never splashed on their bodies, one by one they watched all this with dumbfounded eyes, and the hundreds of prisoners who had been closed from the ghost gate were looking at the crowd below in disbelief.

"It's His Majesty the Protector Martial Saint Alexander!"

"It's Alexander the King of Chambord, he's back!"

"King Chambord is back!"

At this time, someone finally recognized the young man with black hair like a waterfall and white clothes like snow before, it was Alexander, the former king of Chambord, the former protector of the empire, and subconsciously exclaimed, and as time passed, more and more people recognized Sun Fei.

"Lord Martial Saint has come for revenge?"

"Did the Chambord people win the battle?"

The originally calm crowd was like a spark thrown on a dry wood that had been poured with gasoline, and instantly boiled and burst into flames, and at this moment, the name of Chambord King Alexander was like a magical primer, igniting the anger that had been suppressed for more than a month in everyone's hearts, and the blood in the veins burned wildly.

"Follow Lord Alexander, kill in, we will not be slaves to the country!"

I don't know who shouted, and the thousands of Zenit gathered here let out a roar of rage, like a tide, and poured into the north gate.

They rushed through the city gate and found that the Barcelona and puppet soldiers who were supposed to be guarding here had all been shaken to death by the terrifying force, and the Barcelona law enforcement team on the street had all fallen to the ground.

As if the most terrible virus breeds and spreads, more and more people roar out of the streets.

......

Imperial Knights' Palace, Black Prison.

After the death of the previous Grand Knight Captain Akinfeev and the Ruling Knights, this prison used to imprison traitors and spies who rebelled against the Empire has become a slaughter prison for the new Emperor Christo to maintain his rule, and in the past thirty days, it has imprisoned the nobles of the former Empire, the generals of the military, the leaders and members of the rebel army, the rich merchants, the members of the mercenary group, and all the political prisoners who dared to resist the rule of the new emperor!

More than 40,000 people have died in this black prison.

Every day, people are tortured and tortured on various charges.

At all times, the black prison was filled with the sound of miserable wails, begs for mercy, and curses, like the roars of the evil spirits of the eighteen layers of hell.

For a period of time, the new emperor Christo would come here every day to see his former enemies, rivals and political enemies tortured to death and alive by cruel punishments, and finally torn into minced meat, and everyone who was disgusted by the new emperor would eventually be tortured to the last breath and then fed alive to the monsters.

Of course, the person who was detained the most here was called Granero.

The former henchman of His Royal Highness Domingos, the second prince who had died in the battle for the empire, and the former commander of the imperial capital's security station, had his limbs cut off, cut off half of his tongue, and had to be blinded in one eye, and he would be subjected to all kinds of appalling criminal laws every day, and he would be frantically tortured for dozens of hours in a row.

The new Emperor Christo's hatred for him has reached the point of unforgettable, so he will not let him die, and sends the best magicians and doctors to revive Granero when he has his last breath left after being tortured, treat him to a conscious state, and then torture him with all kinds of torture.

This kind of encounter is simply miserable.

However, from beginning to end, this former nobleman, known as "Redbeard", has never begged for mercy once.

The deepest part of the prison.

Muffled screams and crazy laughter rang out at the same time, like ghosts.

"Haha, Granero, you also have today, don't you feel pain?Do you want to die immediately?" A ** executioner, holding a knife as sharp as a cicada's wing, slashed at a broken body suspended by chains, with a hideous smile on his face, mocked sarcastically: " I just forced an ordinary lowly woman that day, and you expelled me from the imperial capital security station, and broke one of my legs, hehe, I have always remembered this account, and now, do you regret that you didn't kill me in the first place!"

The knife in his hand cut off the flesh near the shoulders of the broken body little by little, and finally cut it clean, leaving only Sensen's white bones, and then scraped the white bones with the blade, scraping off layers of white bone foam.

This kind of torture is simply inhumane.

The tortured person has no limbs, his hair is unkempt, he has been soaked in blood, his body is full of scars, and his face is also large and small scars, one eye is wide open, waiting for the executioner, and the other eye socket is flowing with blood, even a pair of ears, the cup has been cut off, and the shape is simply miserable.

It was none other than [Redbeard] Granero.

As if he had been immune to pain, he let the vicious executioner scrape the bones on his shoulder over and over again, but he did not let out the slightest scream, and his eyes, which were already extremely dull and tired, shone with a terrifying and trembling light.

"Do you know what I hate about you the most? It's this damn look, as if you are the executioner, and I am the torturer, that's why I'm going to torture you doubly, anyway, it's His Majesty's order from Christo, hehe, as long as I don't play with you...... Aha!" the executioner said viciously with a sudden knife into the white bone.

"Hmm!"

Granero finally let out a low roar, a pain that was so intense that it was about to exceed the limits of his patience.

Just when he was about to pass out in front of him, all of a sudden, his eyes widened, and he saw a figure that should not have appeared in the black prison, and he didn't know when he appeared on the other side, looking at himself with a guilty look.

"Woo, uh-huh!" he struggled violently.

A line of clear tears flowed uncontrollably from his only intact eye.

"Haha, what's the matter? finally scared?regret it, haha, it's a pity, you just kneel in front of me and kowtow now, and I won't spare you, oh, I almost forgot, you don't even have a leg, how can you kneel......" The executioner laughed proudly when he saw Granero's strange appearance.

But soon, he sensed something was wrong.

Suddenly turned around, and unbelievably found that a young man dressed in white like snow, who didn't know when, appeared behind him.

"You are ......," the executioner said halfway through, and could no longer speak.

Because he suddenly found that in the dungeon passage behind him, all the warriors of Barcelona and the royal family had fallen to the ground, how did they die?

He wanted to say something, but he was horrified to find that he couldn't open his mouth or move, and time seemed to freeze in his body.

The young man in white slowly walked into Granero's side: "I'm sorry, I'm late!"

"Woo woo woo ......" Granero, who had half of his tongue cut off, and the steel man who had endured more than 30 days of torture and never begged for mercy, at this moment, his body shook violently, his emotions were extremely excited, and he let out a roar like a scream.

Sun Fei stretched out his hand and swiped.

The steel rope that was tied to Granero's body was slashed in the air.

A pure golden power, supporting his body, slowly rested on the ground.

Stretching out his hand, a warm and pure divine power slowly flowed out and injected into Granero's body.

The executioner, who was imprisoned to the side, opened his eyes wide and saw in disbelief that as the pure golden flame was injected into Granero's body, the severed ears and piercing eyes began to regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the red flesh was one by one. The buds wriggled and grew along the broken limbs, growing and merging until new flesh, bones, and skin......

"How is this possible? Even if it is an extremely strong person, it is impossible to let other people's flesh and blood be reborn, could it be that this young man in white, he is actually ...... A deity?"

The thought flashed away, and the executioner was completely stunned.

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I'm sorry everyone, but in the past two days, because of the events at the beginning of the new book, I was exhausted, and I was supposed to have three changes, but in the end it was really an incisive experience.

Now that the new book is basically decided, you can start to conceive and write, and on the king's side, the update will be stable.

I'm sorry everyone.

I'm sorry.