Date: 9/26/23/Blackgate / Location: Barov Manor - B2 Underground Cemetery

I was so frustrated that I was trapped twice in a row in just a few weeks. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Best himself will not escape, and this is the only thing he did not inherit his father's talent.

The corpse of Corpse King 78 is still burning, the graveyard is as bright as day, and the cavern above my head is wide open, and I plan to fly back to it in my Cygnus form to see how the five badly injured girls are doing, and by the way, find a way to transport Best and the many treasures out of the cave.

After singing the hymn, a pair of golden wings spread out from their shoulder blades, and then driven by consciousness, the golden wings began to swing up and down, throwing out countless gorgeous brilliance, and the rotten flesh of the rotting corpses on the ground was blown apart by gusts of wind, almost showing the flat ground.

It only took me 3 seconds for my feet to step on the stone floor of the restaurant again.

Everything didn't seem to have changed, except that two of the five girls woke up, and their physical injuries were fine, but their minds were a little abnormal, after all, they had experienced torture day and night, and most normal people would be in this state.

They were terrified when they saw me, because of my pale skin and my eyes without pupils. I didn't want to explain anything, so I had each of them carry an unconscious girl on their backs, and I picked up one girl and urged them out of the manor's gates. Placing the five in the dinghy, I put one hand against one of the girls' foreheads as they were about to leave, erasing their painful memories with the double meaning of Lyra, the Sound of Beauty.

I understood that this was a wreck, that the girls would not remember who I was, and that they would not be kind enough to send the dinghy back. Now if I don't destroy the [Cursed Sect] entrenched in Barov Manor, I can't leave, and I don't want to leave.

I sat alone by the lake blowing the wind and watching my companions jump off the cliff waterfall. Mr. Drektar would never lie to me, and there was no need to lie to me. He and his disciples helped me set up a large map to show Abby's whereabouts. I know they are safe for the time being, and that they will never return to Karazhan on their own, but will come back to Amdohar to find me. What's more, the raptor druid, William Mina Starsong, is the captain of the Rangers of the Silver Dawn, and their destination is the same as mine, the Chapel of the Light's Wish in the Eastern Plaguelands threatened by the remnants of Kel'thugad.

Barov Manor is the base of the Cursed Cult, and in order to eradicate this threat, I have to pray that the battle for the Eastern Plague will not end so soon, at least until my reinforcements arrive, but things have to be done one by one, and the first priority now is to pull Bester and the treasure chest out of the burrow.

"Help me!" a voice came from behind the roots of a tree that had been pulled off the ground by an unknown force, causing me to feel a thrill.

"Who? Where are you?"

From behind the stump came a girl, my eyes lit up, this shy and elegant human girl was incredibly beautiful, her hair was as green as silk, her moth eyebrows were frowned, and her eyes were full of tears and a touch of sadness. There were two shallow tear stains embedded under the eyes. The bridge of her nose is high, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her peach-like face shape makes her facial features more three-dimensional.

She wore a black and gold hoop around her head, forming a beautiful dividing line in the center of her forehead, the tip of which was just in the middle of the ring aimed at the tip of her hairline. The black hair naturally fell from both sides of the ring, blocking the pair of looming ingots.

My gaze was downward, and the girl was wearing a tight-fitting waistcoat that was neither buttoned nor zipped, but a thick white thread tied into a row of lace-like forks at the top of her chest. The *** added by the two rich arcs with the wheat-colored skin looms out from the thin slit between the forks, making people think about it.

On her shoulders were two black and gold carved iron sheep's heads, which were padded with flesh-colored cloth shoulder pads between the sheep's heads and the flesh in order not to scratch the skin. A pair of flame-shaped ears protruding from either side of the sheep's head parallel to her cheeks, allowing her delicate face to be placed between two flames, like a perfect portrait of a figure embedded in an irregular frame.

A black cloth ring was wrapped around her graceful waist, and the belt was joined by a simple three-piece skirt of only three, one on each side of the rounded thighs, and between the legs was an inverted rectangular piece of cloth carved with sinuous winter flowers. There is no cloth behind the belt, but you can see the black sexy underpants, which are so narrow at the back that they even show two high-pitched butt balls abruptly.

Although her face was full of grievances, and the pear blossoms brought rain, she held a murderous weapon in her right hand. The staff was about five and a half feet long, about her height, and the main body of the staff was the skull of a goat, and the red light in the goat's eyes shone like two crystal clear red gemstones. Two flame-shaped iron sculptures protrude from the back of the goat's head, which complement the girl's shoulder armor, but are unusually sharp. The staff was dark all over, and the grip was covered with threaded decorations, causing a stain of Yin Hong's blood to grind out where she held it.

She followed suit, sobbing as she approached me, and I could hear her inside, repeating the same words over and over again: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Don't blame me! I'm going to kill you!"

The reason why I didn't fight back immediately was because of the countless 'sorry' that she repeatedly emphasized in her heart. Also, maybe her beauty is what I really can't bear to do.

"Who are you?"

She was stunned for a moment, as if my words had affected her previous patterns, but she did not answer my words, and was still approaching me step by step. When she was two meters away from me, her legs suddenly went limp, and she fell into my arms. I panicked and hugged my natural stunner so that she wouldn't fall to the ground.

She looked up and met my eyes, and I suddenly couldn't move, as if ten thousand fawns were running wildly in my heart.

"Excuse me... Why did you kill me?" I asked calmly as I used the Scepter of Light to block the flame-shaped blade that struck from my side neck.

She was taken aback and dodged backwards, but my wrist was clutched by me, and she didn't have much strength to break free.

The girl still didn't answer, and kept struggling in my arms. I suddenly had an urge that I hadn't felt for a long time, but the light in my heart suppressed that urge and made it difficult to reproduce.

"I'll ask one last time, if you still don't answer. I'll let you go. She froze again, her body limp, and she stopped struggling. She only thought I would say, "If you still don't answer, I'll kill you." "But I didn't expect my next words to let her escape.

She spoke unexpectedly and gently pushed my hand away: "I'm Jandis Barov. The daughter of the owner of this manor. ”

I thought about it for a moment, and her answer was not unexpected: "Well, I know that you have killed many lost people, and I know that you are forced to do so. But I don't see a reason to do so. ”

Jandis: "It's because of Dad... Ahh

It was the most poignant, painful scream I've ever heard, and she suddenly fell on her back, rolling back and forth on the floor, spasmodically twitching almost every inch of her skin. I quickly crouched down to try to check on her condition, and as soon as my fingers touched her forehead, a layer of skin was immediately burned. She was like a brazier that had been burning for days, and the temperature inside her body was far beyond what ordinary human skin could bear, but strangely, she didn't burn, and there were no signs of burning on her skin, but the heat and visible pain were cruelly placed in front of my eyes.

From her bare skin, a series of horrific words appeared, as if an invisible knife had carved the letters into her skin. The words read: "Little bitch, how dare you seduce your own father with your filthy body! I want you to taste the pain you deserve! I will torture you forever even if I die now! I will abuse you。。。 You're a hooker like your real mother!"

While I was helpless, her eyes suddenly flashed red, and she buried her head deeply and staggered to her feet.

Jandis still buried her head deeply, so that I couldn't see her expression: "It's time to change people to deal with you, undead! I hate the undead the most!! her voice suddenly became old, almost an old woman with a man's voice.

Suddenly, she looked up, her eyes bloodshot and frighteningly red. I was so scared that I almost fell. At the same time, she reached for the staff that had fallen to the ground, and it flew into her palm out of thin air, and a stream of blood flowed down from where she held the staff again, and I could hear the person in Jandis's body still howling in pain, begging her stepmother to stop torturing her.

I took the staff off the loop and raised it with one hand, pointing at the shrew. A strong hatred came over me, but I knew that this battle would be extremely difficult. First, the mana of this old woman lurking in Jandis's body is amazing, and the A-level general magic [Telekinesis] is also at her fingertips. Second, I can't destroy Jandis's body, and I don't know how to separate them.

"Old girl, if you don't want to die, let Jendis out!"

The old woman: "Hey~! Hehehe! I have to admire this little bitch! I can make a dead soul who has escaped earthly love fall under the pomegranate skirt so quickly。。。。。。 Wait!you!just!y!me!what!?!!

"Fuck your uncle, old lady, in my opinion, most of the tragic things in this strange castle are caused by your resentment, right?"

Jandis's face was contorted, his nostrils growing, and he gasped abruptly.

"[Ophiuchus - Holy Spirit Serpent Whip]!" I slashed my head and face, and swung diagonally down between her shoulders and head. I didn't dare to slash her body with the serpent ring, I just thought that I had to control her body with a soft snake whip first.

The old woman didn't dodge, she didn't raise her staff to cast a spell, in fact, she didn't move at all, I only took it as a hit, but unexpectedly, the spirit snake swimming at the front end of the short staff suddenly changed its course when it was about to touch Jandis's body, and ejected in the direction of forty-five degrees, and the holy light that made up the snake's head was also thrown out of shape at the same time.

My guess is not wrong, this jealous woman is a celestial-level archmage。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。 (Rabbit pen Kang slugging cow)