Early the next morning.

After a night of heavy snowfall, Flowing Wind was covered in snow for the first time in hundreds of years.

The city was covered with snow, as if Flowing Wind City had become a world of ice and snow overnight.

Outside the inn, some of the stalls that had been ownerless for a long time were covered in a thick layer of snow, and the snow on the road was ankle-deep.

For the people in Flowing Wind City, such a beautiful scenery can be called a rare one in a hundred years, but it is obvious that they are not in the slightest mood to appreciate such delicacy now, pure snowflakes cannot hide the corpses and blood stains that can be seen everywhere in Flowing Wind City, nor can it allow the surviving people to avoid the ravages of the demons, and the cold air makes many displaced refugees feel more and more unbearable.

Early in the morning, they didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, braved the wind and snow, and hurried towards the ruins of the City Lord's Mansion.

In the past, there were nearly a million permanent residents in Flowing Wind City, but after the outbreak of the war, many people fled, and some unfortunately died in the war, and now, there are only about 100,000 people left in the city.

As soon as the demon clan's military order is given, everyone who is still alive in the city must go to the ruins of the city lord's mansion to watch the punishment.

Under the coercion of the demons, everyone was trembling.

Ling Xiao and Sheng Shou, when they walked out of the inn, there was still snow in the sky.

As far as the eye can see, many shivering people are walking through the wind and snow that has not stopped, wrapped in tattered thick robes, and some people are directly wrapped in the tattered quilts at home.

Everyone had a look of horror and despair on their faces.

The crowd of people who were hurrying towards the City Lord's Mansion didn't have time to glance at the refugees on both sides of the road who were covered in snow and frozen into ice sculptures of dead corpses.

The inn is very close to the ruins of the Castle Lord's Mansion.

Ling Xiao and the two of them followed the flow of people for a while, and then came to the ruins.

The efficiency of the demon clan is very high, the night passed, within thousands of meters around the ruins of the city lord's mansion, all the previous buildings were bulldozed, and a rough large square with a new capacity of about 100,000 people was created, and on the southeast and west sides, there were elite demon sergeants with strong armor and guns lined up to guard, and the tall demon sergeants seemed to be a black city wall, which was daunting.

To the north of the main square is an execution platform that has been erected overnight.

Further back was a higher viewing platform.

The atmosphere in the main square was tense, and tens of thousands of people had gathered, huddled together in the cold wind and snow, everyone's face was full of horror and fear, and they didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, for fear of attracting the attention of the demons.

"I can't believe that there are so many ordinary people trapped in the city. ”

Ling Xiao looked at the Terrans who were shivering in the cold wind, but they didn't dare to run away, and his mood was a little heavy.

He and Sheng Shou merged into the crowd, and without much effort, they squeezed to the front, facing the huge execution table.

I looked left and right for a while, but I didn't see the innkeeper and the others, and I didn't know where they had squeezed in.

Time passes.

The atmosphere is becoming more and more oppressive.

There were more and more people in the main square, and it was dark and oppressive, but it was as silent as death, no one spoke, no one moved, everyone was nervous and frightened to the extreme, for fear that this was a conspiracy of the demon clan, and everyone would be gathered together and all of them would be slaughtered.

About a stick of incense passed.

The number of people gathered in the square has exceeded 100,000.

Suddenly, a deafening sound of cannons exploded in the void.

Everyone was shocked.

The sound of neat footsteps, as well as the sound of knives and guns hitting the armor, rang out all around, and a bloody aura that was indescribable in language began to permeate, and the demon sergeants standing around the square began to slowly change their formations, closing from several sides, like a black torrent, completely surrounding the entire large square, and all the human races were circled in the middle.

Immediately, there was a shout of exclamation and agitation in the crowd.

At the same time—

"It's coming. ”

The crowd didn't know who shouted softly.

A dangerous and domineering aura enveloped like a hurricane.

Ling Xiao looked to the left.

A group of heavily armored demon sergeants with long knives in high armor appeared in the distance.

This is obviously an extremely elite battle team, the armor and weapons are more strict than the sergeants around the square, the steps are neat, the mighty steps shake the earth, so that the human race around the ruins can't help but tremble, just like an arrogant armored chariot, which can step on the mountains and hills in an instant, the pace is the same, majestic and solemn.

On the left side of the leader is a burly standard-bearer who is nearly three feet tall.

He held high a military flag, and the three big characters of the demon clan on it were like blood-

Demon Sky Camp.

The Demon Legion that occupies Flowing Wind City is the Demon Heaven Battalion War Department.

And the flag bearer on the right, with a body shape and momentum similar to the left, is holding a long banner like a black dragon, embroidered with the totem of the black demon race.

At the forefront of the team, three medium-sized tiger demon beasts opened the way, they looked like fierce tigers, but they had a pair of bone wings, more than three meters high, their eyes glowed red, as terrifying as a pair of blood pools, and they let out a low roar in their throats, looking at the onlookers, saliva like mucus flowed out of their mouths.

On the chariot pulled behind the demon beast, there were three generals.

In addition to the Dark Devil Captain that Ling Xiao had seen in the inn that day, there were two other captains of the same rank.

The captain on the left had a pale face, a few strands of spider silk entwined in his dark green eyebrows, and his breath was gloomy.

The other was huge, twice as tall as the other two, with a spider lying on top of his head, the spider's head was several times larger, and his eyes were glowing green.

More than two hundred elite warriors surrounded the demon beast chariot and came towards the execution platform.

At the end of the sergeant team were more than a dozen Terran lackeys, several of whom were the Wang Gongzi and others who Ling Xiao had seen shouting outside the ruins yesterday, one of them looked like dogs, and they were also wearing black leather armor, with a posture of showing off their might, and all of them had a look of pride and arrogance on their faces.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the demon beast chariot listened under the torture table.

The three demon generals ascended the torture platform, and the two white elite sergeants stood in line around the torture platform, guarding the entire torture platform.

And those scum lackeys of the human race walked quickly onto the execution table and began to arrange torture instruments on the execution table.

The first assembled torture instrument is a giant guillotine knife two meters wide and eight meters long, the edge of the guillotine is blunt and rusty, and there are blood stains on it that have not had time to wipe clean, with such a blunt knife to cut the flesh and bones, I am afraid that the neck can not be completely broken after a knife is cut, and after dozens of knives torture, the skin and bones can be broken, and a giant demon totem is carved on the table under the guillotine, and there are traces of blood flowing down the dark countertop.

To the left of the guillotine is a large terrace.

On the terrace, five giant living spiders are crawling in different directions. The spider's body was tied with dozens of ropes twisted from intertwined and connected spider silk of different colors, and the five spiders crawled in five directions, as if they were about to pull the ropes apart.

This should be a kind of torture instrument such as splitting the body of a car and a horse.

And on the right side of the guillotine, is another torture instrument, it looks like a conical spiral column, the column is covered with the blade of a barbed steel knife, the column is ten meters high, one meter in diameter, the top of the cone is as thin as a needle tip, with the spiral down to the bottom into a lotus base that is all barbs, you can imagine how painful it will be if a person is placed on the top of the vertebral body and pulled down, this kind of torture instrument is really chilling.

The half-built torture instrument next to the column was extremely strange, and a square pitch-black copper body sat on a copper pot with a huge funnel in it, and in the copper pot was a lot of hot red coal.

There are also several torture instruments on the left and right sides that are being preliminarily built, and the specific appearance is not visible for a while.

Even a robber leader like Sheng Shou, after looking at such a torture instrument, felt a chill in his heart, and goosebumps came out of his face frozen in ice and snow.

"This kind of torture instrument is obviously torture and killing, it's better to give it a knife directly..."

Ling Xiao said lightly.

His eyes kept staring at the torture instrument in front of him, and the chill in his eyes was better than the heavy snow falling in front of him.

"Alert!"

A thunderous sound rang out.

The Captain of the Dark Devil on the torture platform suddenly issued an imposing order.

Brush!

The sergeants guarding the encirclement of the ruins were in unison, their steel swords held sideways, and they made a posture of fighting at any moment.

There was a noise coming from the end of the street.

The people who were still watching the construction of the torture equipment with a frightened face turned their heads to look in the direction of the end of the street at this time.

Wooden prisoner vans emerged from the wind and snow.

The prison cart held the last of the Terran resistors in Windswept City.

One by one, the endless prison carts were transported to the vicinity of the ruins, neatly parked in the heavily surrounded area.

Less.

A small phalanx of 10 prisoner carts in a horizontal row and a small phalanx of 12 prisoner carts was pulled to an open space on the left side of the torture platform.

In the prison car, they were all shackled, scarred, and forbidden Terran rebel heroes.

Seeing these prisoner vans appear, tens of thousands of people in the main square still swelled with restlessness.

These rebellious heroes, after all, were once big names in Flowing Wind City, and many of them were still positive characters who were deeply loved by the common people, seeing them end up like this, dying under the torture of the demons, even the most insensitive, they all had mood swings.

Ling Xiao's eyes also fell on the prisoner car for the first time.