Chapter 320: A Cruel Game (Part 4)

"No, I can't ......" Biante, who had already fallen to the ground, was unwilling to accept such an outcome, and he forced himself to stand up and continue to fight Lil.

But as soon as Payant got to his feet, Liel kicked Payant in the back.

The blow that Liel had just hit Piante had left a long, deep trail of blood on Paiante's back, and even the extremely tough leather armor that Piante was wearing couldn't stop Lil's blow.

Lil stomped Biante under her feet, rubbing her heel against the scar on Biante's back.

The tearing pain in his back made Biante want to scream, but he forcibly held back, only letting out a slight moan.

Not hearing Piant's screams, Lil was a little disappointed. She sank her face and stomped on her other foot on Piant's arm, before she raised her dagger and stabbed it into her wrist.

"Uh......" Paante gritted his teeth, not allowing himself to let out a single scream in front of his enemies.

Seeing this, Liel wanted to continue torturing Paiante, who was no longer able to fight, but she immediately felt Atfans' gaze.

Lil turned her head to see that Atvance was looking at her calmly and winked at her.

Subsequently, the realm that trapped Lil and Payant together was lifted by Artevans.

Lil glanced at Payant again, snorted, pulled out the dagger that had been inserted into Payant's wrist, stepped on it again, and returned to Artevan's side.

"Mr. Paant, it looks like you've been defeated." Atfans took a few steps forward, stared at Paiante lying on the ground, and said with a smile on his face.

"I'm still ...... Didn't lose ......' Biante slowly got up, silently picked up the scythe that had fallen to the ground, and looked at Artevans with extremely resolute eyes.

Seeing Biante's eyes, Artevans couldn't help but frown, Artevans didn't know how many times he had seen such a look, he always saw similar looks every time he destroyed a human settlement. And such a look made Artevans feel displeased.

Atfans sneered, then snapped his fingers.

Immediately afterward, another voice came that could no longer be considered a scream.

Cheman closed the Iron Maiden's head-facing door, and the sharp nails pierced Gofedor's eyes, nose, and mouth.

Cheman slowly adjusted the nail that had pierced Gofedore's eyes, pushing it inward and thrust inward, eventually stopping when the nail was less than three centimeters away from Gofedor's brain.

After the destruction of the Iron Maiden, Gofedor had one bloody hole after another all over his body, and almost none of his internal organs were intact except for his heart, with at least twenty bones pierced and his eyeballs punctured.

"Artevans, I'm going to break you to pieces!" Biante almost used the last of his strength to roar at Atellance, but such words were nothing more than the impotent fury of the loser in Atellance's ears.

Artevans didn't even glance at Paiante, and after whispering something to Rusa beside him, he turned around and walked towards Gofidor.

After saluting Advans respectfully, Eriusa walked up to Paiante and looked at him with her usual calm gaze.

"You ...... I won't die well!' Paante staggered to his feet, swinging the scythe in his hand weakly at Rusa.

Rusha didn't dodge either, allowing the scythe to hit her body. It's just that for Rusha's body, which is essentially a black shadow without a fixed shape, purely physical attacks have no effect on her.

Biante's scythe pierces through Rusa's body, slashing nothing, but the move causes Lil's displeasure.

Paante saw a flash of red light in front of his eyes, and then he felt a tearing pain in his right hand. In an instant, Lil severed Biant's right hand holding the scythe.

Lil tries to continue her attack after slicing off Piant's right hand, but is stopped by Rusa. Rusa looked at Lil, shook her head at Lil, and didn't say anything.

Lil couldn't help but frown, glancing at Paian with resentful eyes, and finally nodded helplessly and walked away.

"I'm sorry for your failure, but that's the truth." Rusha said to Paiant in a calm, even somewhat nonchalant voice, "This game was unfair from the start, and Master Artevans didn't even think you would win. So, I would like to express my respect to you, who have done your best even so."

With that, Rusa bent slightly over Biante.

Then, with a wave of her hand, Rusha flung a dark shadow into Piant's face.

Pyante suddenly received a strong mental shock and fainted.

Rusa silently hung the scythe that had fallen on the ground for an unknown number of times back to the lock sleeve that Payante used to carry the scythe, and then picked up the right hand of Payant, who had fallen to the side, and placed it on the other's chest.

Then, she began to condense her spells, using her mental power to unfold a magic circle under Paiante's body.

"You've given Mistress Atlance a bit of fun, and Mistress Atlis won't take your life now. Let's go back......

With that, Rusha activated the magic array and teleported Paante back to the Southern Continent.

After doing all this, Rusha turned her head to look at the situation on Artfans's side, and then she didn't stay here, and after reporting to Artevans with her mind, she left here.

On the other side, at the behest of Artevans, all the doors of the Cheman Iron Virgin were opened, and the rope that bound Gofedor was untied.

After breaking free, Gofedor could not even stand up, and collapsed to the ground weakly.

No part of Gofedor's body was intact, and blood kept flowing from her bloody hole pierced by iron nails, and because of the effect of Lil's actions, it was guided by an invisible force and flowed into Lil's body.

Artevans grabbed Gofeldor by the hair, lifted her up to her ear, and whispered, "I can give you a chance to avoid death, surrender to me, and I will make you very nourished, and treat you as if you were my own, and you will live longer." How about it, do you want to think about it?'

"Make me ...... This looks...... You still want me...... Join you? Hehe, Artevis, you think ...... That's good...... Gofedor sneered, and replied intermittently and weakly.

"It's just an essential process, and whether you choose to live or die is all up to you. Come, make your answer.'" Atfans smiled and said.

"You can't ...... Forcible modification of ...... A person's mind? Why bother...... Do you want me to say what I surrender to you? You're just...... It's just trying to humiliate me, it's not ...... Really want me to join. If you really ...... Want me to join, then...... You're not going to do that like you do now...... Gofidor said, reaching out his hand and summoning a thin black thread to stab at Artfans.

Although her body was in tatters, Gofedor's mind was still quite clear, and all she could do now was use up what she had left, and make a pointless resistance.

The thin black thread did not lose its target because Gofedor's eyes were no longer visible, but wrapped around Artevan's neck precisely, suddenly tightening, as if trying to strangle Atvance's head off.

"In that case, there's nothing to talk about." With a cold snort, Artevans tore off the thin black thread and slammed Gofedor to the ground.

Two slender black thorns condensed in Artfans' hands, piercing Gofedor's ears and piercing the other's eardrums.

Before Gofedor could scream, Artevans cut out her tongue again.

As a result, Gofeld's remaining sense of hearing and ability to speak no longer existed.

Looking at Gophidor, who was no longer human, Artevans turned his head and said to Lil, "She'll give her to you, and send her back to Phothestown as a gift, as a reward for Payant's cooperation with me in this game."

"Yes, master......" Liel replied respectfully, and then she looked at Gofedor with pleasure in her eyes, and the dagger in her hand began to emit a faint red light......

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(Why, why can't I hold you...... )

(Gopphy, don't leave...... No! )

"Godfield!" Biante exclaimed in surprise and sat up sharply, his eyes immediately widening as he looked around him in an attempt to find Gofedor's trace.

And what unfolded in front of Payant was a familiar room, and it was his room.

"Pent, how are you feeling?" Sorin, who was sitting on the side, saw Payant wake up, and hurriedly approached Payant's side and asked with a concerned face.

"Thorin, I'm ......" The moment Piante saw Thorin, he finally couldn't control his emotions, yelled, and then cried out, "I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Godfield!" I'm sorry!'

Looking at Paant, who was crying like a child, Soreen sighed helplessly, and gently hugged Paiante over and held him in his arms.

According to his age, Biante is a year older than Sorin, but at this time, it is Sorin, with a bitter smile on her face like a big sister, caressing Biante's head and comforting the emotionally broken Piante.

But if you look into Thorin's eyes, you'll see that her eyes are already full of anger.

"Thank you, Mr. Gerst, this time." Thorin calmed Paiante's emotions as she turned to look at Gerst and thanked her.

"It's okay, we're teaming up, and these things are all as they should be." Gerst waved his hand and said calmly.

At this moment, the anxious voice of the castle's servant suddenly came from outside the door, "Lord Thorin, the demons have sent a box of things, saying that they are gifts for you and Lord Payant!"

(End of chapter)