The dim light sprinkled and gave out a bellows-like gasp. With a sigh, the whole person trembled violently, and cold sweat trickled from the tips of his hair and shattered to the ground.

His arms tightened in pain, and his muscles twitched involuntarily. The skin on his body had turned red from the intense pain, and the black-purple veins rolled under his skin like swimming earthworms.

Duoduo never imagined that the pain that had been separated from him for a long time would return to him in such an intimate way.

The white robe on Farina's body had been completely stained black and red with a lot of blood. She half-knelt in front of Duoduo and buried her hands deep inside Duoduo.

Duoduo's chest and abdomen were cut open with a sharp blade, exposing most of his ribs, and the skin that had been cut from the midline to both sides was nailed to the waist on both sides with a curved and strong wooden needle. The ribs are propped up by a large rectangular wooden utensil, and in the middle of the long rectangular wooden frame is a cylindrical roller. Farina's hands are deep into the rollers, maneuvering through the internal organs of Toto with the help of touch.

This is the same as the torture it was in. The dim light reflected Falina like a demon.

It's not a description. This is really torture.

Bansa has a cruel punishment of dissecting a person's stomach, using a special sterilized rope to carefully trap the multiple internal organs without injuring the internal organs, and then using magic to heal the wounds. The oil-soaked rope that holds the entrails is specially treated to make it incredibly flexible, fire-resistant, and cut-resistant, and because it is too slender to even be locked by witchcraft. If you touch it slightly, the end will shake the internal organs violently.

This rope is specially treated, that is, if it is not untied in the reverse step, it will only make the rope tighter until it finally cuts the internal organs.

Only the initial interrogator knew how his buckle was fastened. In other words, he must not die, or no one will ever be able to untie the rope.

If the person were to be executed, one end of the rope could be tied to a horse or some high-speed moving object and let him chase him. With every step he takes, the torturer suffers great pain; In case you can't catch up. The internal organs are either shredded by a thin rope or pulled directly out of the body.

This punishment is also not common among Bansa, who like to use cruel punishments, and it is the top 12 of the 72 Bansar punishments, and it is even tied with the three capital punishments.

And Farina's actions at this moment were no lighter than this punishment.

I saw her holding a capsule-like thing and pressing it against the gap in Duoduo's internal organs. She carefully rummaged through Duoduo's internal organs, tore open the membrane between the internal organs, and placed one capsule after another into it.

From the moment it comes into contact with Toto's body temperature, the capsule begins to melt, releasing a frosty white gas. Wrap the internal organs carefully.

"Thirteenth."

Falina was so calm that a cold voice sounded: "Can you still hold on?" This is a protective device condensed by the divine power of the Sleeping Master, you can let the other internal organs get used to it first, and prevent you from sudden death when I take your heart. And the more protective devices are implanted, the less risk there is for exchange transfusion. ”

"I'm ...... Fear of trouble......"

Duoduo's hoarse voice sounded intermittently, and his face was pale from blood loss and pain.

But while he was breathing violently, he showed a bleak smile: "One step...... One step at a time......"

"Very well—fourteenth."

Farina's cold voice rang out, followed by a sneering voice. The left half of Duoduo's liver also froze and joined the right side.

"There are three more. You hold on, I'll pick up speed. ”

As she spoke, Falina crumbled the capsule and held Toto's kidney in her hand. Soon, the icy white mist completely froze Duoduo's kidneys.

But Duoduo couldn't hear her anymore.

A rumbling sound sounded in his ears, flooding his entire world. The dim light kept shattering in front of my eyes. The world is slowly melting like coffee mixed with ice cream. The whole world is drifting away.

An inexplicable calm swept through Duoduo's body. The pleasure of being watched by his mentor and falling into a warm and peaceful sleep suddenly overwhelmed his whole mind, and he was at peace.

It's been a long time.

It's been a long time since Toto felt this way. Ever since he had undergone the ritual of transformation, he had not been able to sleep peacefully.

The undead do not have the right to dream, they can't even sleep. And there is no nostalgia without dreams, and a thousand years have passed. But the events of a hundred years ago have become vague and frightening in Duoduo's memory, and this forgetfulness is constantly shortening.

He couldn't remember what his former friends looked like, he couldn't remember the voices of his parents, and he even forgot why he was the undead.

But even so, he remembered the words of the girl who had always been so gentle. All the details are clearly remembered.

She said that the inferior should also be allowed to bask in the sun, that sinners should have the right to criticize others, that all should be solemnly buried, and that every death should be remembered - if no one remembers him, then she will remember him.

The first time I met the Silver Queen, it was exactly the same as when I first met Her Royal Highness Roland.

That's not an oppressive force that people can have. The heavy wishes he and she had carried for themselves were like a silent tombstone, inscribed with the names of those who died as a result.

He was just as confused as she was.

But it is precisely because of this that so many warriors are brought under the banner of the blue silver.

Because someone needs them. There are people who really want them.

Even though they didn't say it, every word, every action, every gesture he said was repeating "help me". The calmness of a moth to a fire, the absoluteness of giving up all hope and stepping into death, make people unable to let go of their hearts.

What would she do if I were to die? If I can't, who can she entrust to?

An incomparably great ambition was cut into countless parts, and each one carried a less heavy but equally dazzling light.

Duoduo's eyes widened.

Before his eyes, something seemed to shine.

- It was the pale silver light.

They are the saviors of 100,000 people. They are the saviors of ordinary people. What they can do, they can do with another person. Under the banner of the silver, it is the desire of all hearts.

His Royal Highness Roland still needs me-

After realizing this, Duoduo suddenly woke up.

He found himself still sitting where he was, all the wounds on his body were gone, the blood on the ground was gone, and even his robes were brand new. If it weren't for the fact that he still felt pain in those seemingly intact places, he even suspected that everything before was just a nightmare of his own.

Although the undead do not dream.

"Welcome back from Hell."

Farina straightened up her fresh white robe and said behind Duoduo.

Duoduo subconsciously wanted to turn his head, only to find that his wrists were bound by ropes.

But then, before Duoduo realized what was happening, his wrist faintly turned into a piece of silver, and then inexplicably passed through it.

"I'm ......"

Duoduo stared at his wrist with a puzzled expression.

At the same time, he again felt his heartbeat and body temperature disappear. But he didn't panic in the slightest, just felt a familiar intimacy, as if he should have been.

But before he could say anything, Falina plunged a syringe into Toto's neck. But Duoduo didn't feel any discomfort.

Then, a new ability awoke from Duoduo's body, and a silent and gentle great will descended, and Duoduo instantly understood his new ability. Then he immediately realized what Falina had just injected herself: "Bloodstains...... Syndrome? Does His Highness Roland need me to spread this? ”

"Yes."

Falina didn't say why, and Duoduo didn't bother to ask. Since it is Roland's will, it would be good to carry it out yourself. He believed in the new king of silver.

As if thinking of something, she suddenly spoke, adding, "You start from the northwest first, and then go to the City of Fortune at the end." ”

"I understand."

Duoduo nodded seriously and solemnly promised, "Leave it to me." (To be continued.) )