The competition is still in full swing, forming a lively landscape in the crowded town of Pella. But not everyone is immersed in this game.

A middle-aged man in white pajamas with a bandage on his face was holding a black iron ruler with his eyes closed, two meters long and ten inches wide, with two blades no longer sharp, and the edge of the blade was pitted like a jagged tooth. Judging by the degree of damage to this weapon, it should have experienced tens of thousands of battles. However, he hugged him tightly like a lover.

Not far from him is the venue where the team guessing contest is held. But the noise couldn't be heard here—from the balcony of the luxurious pavilion on the top floor.

The immaculate white walls are hung with a large statue of the 'Grace of God', which occupies half of the entire wall. In the afternoon, the two crystal lamps emitted a colorful shimmer, reflecting in the spacious room, which looked extraordinarily warm, and on the white double bed lay a naked young girl, but she had been dead for a long time. Her blood-stained silk quilt was still dripping even now. With such a large amount of bleeding, it is expected that he was drained before his death.

The bed was full of signs of struggle, her two eyeballs were widely exposed to the air, almost completely protruding from their sockets, her long mouth was covered with milky white stains, her limbs were all deformed and folded, and her body was covered with knife wounds, which were deep to the bone.

One can imagine how cruel the torture she suffered before she died.

The murderer who committed such a cruel and inhumane act still stood on the balcony and enjoyed the soft light of the afternoon sunset, as if to him, the dead was just an ant, and it did not cause any psychological burden.

Suddenly, a dark figure suddenly burst out from under the balcony.

The man was dressed in a pitch-black robe, somewhat similar to the costume of the Red Flame Regiment, except that a black lotus flower was printed on the back. He was three meters away from the middle-aged man, knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and said, "Report to Lord Yeria, my subordinates have ascertained that the members of the Red Flame Regiment who are now competing in Pera Square are none other than my Black Lotus Regiment's traitor Avibi. ”

Yelia opened her dark pupils, her lips trembling slightly, "Is it really the little girl that Carl took away? I haven't seen her for years, I barely recognize it, I didn't expect it to grow so big! I really want to taste her body again! That smooth taste has always made me unforgettable......"

The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, his body trembling irregularly, and a dangerous aura tore through the void air in a visible form.

Yelia opened her claws and lifted the void, and the man in black was immediately sucked up, as if an invisible hand was choking his neck: "You grab a few more girls for me!"

"But...... Lord Yelia...... This is already the third...... I'm worried that this will attract the attention of the Divine Domain Protectorate...... I'm afraid it's not good for the leader's upcoming operation......" The man in black persuaded with great trepidation.

"Then you go to die!"

With that, Yelia threw one hand, like throwing garbage, and threw the man in black away, smashing his head against the wall, splitting apart, and splashing milky white ** everywhere. His body landed on the girl's corpse in an eerie pose—like a husband snuggling up to his pregnant wife's womb.

In the rules of Jeriah, his command is the royal law, and whoever disobeys will surely die.

Those who knew Yelia were all afraid of him, and even made this assessment: "If someone else kills to provoke blood, he kills purely for fun, he has not debated right and wrong with others since he can remember, and he has not even had an argument with any of his classmates throughout his school days." Because when the man carried him, he would cruelly send his classmates to hell. He is the most evil being in himself!"

It is precisely because of Yelia's cruel methods and terrifying strength that he can occupy a place in the upper echelons of the Black Lotus Regiment, on a par with the Four Tigers of the Northwest Red Flame Regiment.

Shortly after the man in black died, a man dressed as a waiter opened the door and walked in with two large suitcases, carrying the corpse into the box without changing his face.

Yelia stared at the man who had come to him, and in a flicker, he suddenly appeared beside him, holding an iron ruler on the back of his neck, and if he pressed down slightly, the man was immediately separated. Yet even in the face of the threat of death, the man remained unchanged and stood up straight to look at Elijah.

There was no fear in his eyes, and his fair and immature face seemed to have just become an adult.

Yelia has killed countless people, and he has never seen anyone who can remain indifferent under his strong pressure. I was curious about the man's calm and calm expression.

He pointed to the man who was dead on the bed and asked, "You brought this guy in?"

"Back to my lord. Yes, he is my own brother. ”

"I killed your own brother, don't you want revenge?"

"Back to my lord. I want to, but I can't beat you. ”

"Your honesty saved your life, you will follow me in the future, and I will train you as well as your brother. By the way, you take these two corpses and feed them to the dogs, and then change the room for me, it's disgusting to look at here. ”

With that, Yelia left the room with the iron ruler in his hand.

"Yes. ”

No one noticed, there were tears in his eyes.