Irina led the elves out of the crypt, their clothes still ragged, but their spirits renewed.

The feeling of freedom from the light hands and feet of the shackles, the fresh air breathed again, and the feeling of looking up at the vast sky, many elves have begun to sob.

Irina held an old ledger in her hand, and her expression was a little grim.

"What's wrong?" McGonagall, who had docked the ship to the shore, glanced at the ledger in Irina's hand and asked.

"A ledger that records the sale of the elves they have captured in the past ten years." Irina handed the ledger to McGonagall.

McGonagall casually took a look, and the ledger was densely packed with records of the number of wandering elves captured, but in this ledger, they were called piglets, and a large proportion of them died of resistance and abuse, and the successful enslavement of the elves were sold everywhere, including demons, orcs, and even the Loth Empire.

And Bashir's name appears very frequently, starting from ten years ago, until a month ago, there is a record of him buying elves, and the number is about more than a hundred.

"What are you going to do?" McGonagall handed the ledger back to Irina.

"I want to kill." Irina said calmly, but beneath that calm was a stormy sea.

"Then let's start with Bashir tonight." McGonagall nodded, he could understand Irina's feelings, and he could also think about the pain of those wandering elves who were sold everywhere, and at the top of the list was Bashir.

"Okay." Irina nodded, her gaze softening slightly.

"I've prepared the boat, and I'm afraid it's not convenient to take them to Dreadcatraz Island, so I'm going to let them go to Carapace Island first, and then meet them when we return." McGonagall continued.

Irina glanced at the big ship on the sea not far away, looked back at the elves and said, "Everyone get on the boat, I'll take you away." ”

When the elves heard this, they hurriedly put away their emotions and waded into the water to board the boat in an orderly manner.

Although there were no strong ones among the elves, they also had the strength of three or four levels, and after clearing the badges and marks of the evil demon clan on the ship, the big ship quickly turned around and headed towards the south of the carapace island.

The griffon hovered over the ship, sank two tracking ships and seven or eight flying mounts, and after making sure that the ship had left the demonic territory, it turned around and flew in the direction of Dreadcatraz Island.

"You and Xiaomi will be watching from a distance for a while, and I will kill Bashir as soon as possible and take those trapped elves away." Irina took McGonagall's waist around her waist and whispered in his ear.

McGonagall's heart softened, Irina obviously didn't want him and Amy to be in danger, smiled and shook her head: "I'm afraid not this time, you and Xiaomi stay a little farther away, let me go to the Fear Alcatraz Island first." ”

"Tragedy?" Irina looked at McGonagall suspiciously.

"My strength is about to be restored to the ninth level, but because it is restored, it is a little different from an ordinary breakthrough, it will cause a heavenly tribulation, and I have to carry it to succeed in the tribulation." McGonagall explained with a smile.

"Even if you break through the ninth level, you are still not Bashir's opponent." Irina shook her head.

"Anyway, just watch, with Ah Zi here, even if I can't beat it, I can run." McGonagall said with a relaxed face, something about the Thunder Tribulation was a little difficult to explain.

Irina looked at McGonagall, thought for a moment, and nodded.

As the most powerful race of the Demon Clan, the Dreaded Demon Clan occupies the three richest and widest islands in the center of the Demon Islands.

They possess the strength of the Demon Islands, a top-level Dread Demon Ancestor, more than five Rank 10 Demons, and a powerful Dread Legion, which is already comparable to the Goblin Clan.

However, McGonagall was not flustered, according to the system, when he crossed the tribulation, the stronger the external intervention, the stronger the thunder tribulation, if the entire Dread Demon Clan was twisted in, he did not know what would happen, but it must be the Dread Demon Clan who suffered.

On the island west of the Dreaded Isles, there was a large hall made of black skulls, a tall demon sitting on the throne of skulls, enjoying an elven massage, raised his hand, and an attendant stepped forward and fell to his knees.

The demon's face was twice as long as that of an ordinary person, and the upper half of the face was densely covered with eyes, and the red eyes opened and closed at the same time, exuding a terrifying aura.

"I heard that there will be another batch of new goods on the side of the evil demon tomorrow, you can take a look for me, buy all the ones that look good, I killed a few days ago, I have to make up for it." Bashir said hoarsely, as harsh as the rubbing of iron.

"Yes." The squire replied respectfully.

"Let's go, I'm going to sleep, ...... today" Bashir's gaze swept over the elves with a somewhat evasive gaze, and he reached out and pinched the chin of a petite elf, "It's up to you to serve." ”

The elf's eyes showed a little horror, and he pursed his lips and did not dare to speak.

The other elves looked at her with some pity, and there was also a sadness in their hearts, none of the chosen elves had a good end, and those sisters who died, I don't know how many, but there were more sisters who were bought in a steady stream and fell into this endless abyss.

The Dreaded Demon Clan is the most powerful demon race, and the Wind Forest acquiesced to the deal with them, and it was impossible to offend the Dread Demon Clan for their sake.

Bashir stood up, grabbed the petite elf's waist with one hand, and was about to leave.

"Old Bashir dog, come out and die!"

At this moment, an arrogant and loud voice sounded in the sky above, spreading across the three Dreaded Islands.

"Boom!"

With the shaking of the ground, a thunderclap almost exploded in everyone's ears.

"Ahh

The elves screamed, and their feet were unsteady and they fell to the ground.

The demons in the temple also looked at each other, who dared to run to the Fear Alcatraz Island to provoke, and directly launched an attack.

Bashir's face turned cold, let go of the hand holding the petite elf, and sneered: "Heh, it's been many years since I met a guy who dares to come here to provoke. ”

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

As soon as Bashir's words fell, there were two more thunderous roars, and the shaking of the ground became more and more obvious, and even the skulls hanging on the wall fell off and rolled on the ground.

"Old Bashir dog, do you want to be a turtle with a shrunken head? Or are you terrifying demon clans all shrunken turtles? ”

The voice grew more and more arrogant, accompanied by thunder, like a loud slap on Bashir's face.

"Humph!" Bashir snorted coldly, walked in the direction of the entrance of the main hall, and disappeared at the entrance of the main hall in one step.

The purple griffin flew like a purple lightning bolt over Dreaded Alcatraz Island, spitting out clusters of purple ball lightning from its mouth and smashing down on the buildings on the island below, the ball lightning exploded with a loud noise, destroying buildings one by one.