Duck looked back and it turned out to be an acquaintance: "Barrell, you're here too?"

"yes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Barrel said, placing a large wooden box on the ground behind him, "since they are acquaintances, it is easy to talk." ”

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Thanks to the black police uniform, few people around dared to approach. Barrell skilfully opened the box and said, "I'm here to see the execution." ”

Duck sneered: "Why are you so good? It's too far away, three or four hundred paces away, what can you see? You can see a shadow just by looking at it—what is this?"

Barrel held up a large firecracker-like fellow, put it in his eyes, looked in the direction of the guillotine, and handed it to Dark, "I've found the person I'm looking for, take a look." As he spoke, he turned back and took something else from the wooden box.

Duck took the thick tube, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "I thought it was something, the barrel with glass lenses at both ends." ”

Cooler was a little surprised: "Yo, you still know about glass lenses?" as he spoke, continuing to keep busy with his work.

"My sister Riley is at the Academy of Alchemy, and she's taken me to the lab, and I've seen this thing. Add lenses at both ends, that sight distance, tsk. I heard that the female prisoners who went to the guillotine don't wear clothes, what are you going to do, hehe. ”

The corners of Barre's mouth twitched, and he smiled: "I see that the female prisoner has come out, you watch first, you have to give it to me when I'm done." ”

"No," said Dark, as he put the barrel over his eye, "this girl is actually quite pitiful, she is not guilty of death, and she has carried a black pot for no apparent reason." It's out, it's out, do you want to see it?"

Barrel said without raising his head: "I've seen it a long time ago, it's quite miserable." ”

"Seen before?" Duck was about to ask something, but suddenly, his eyes stopped moving, for he clearly saw that Carol, who was wearing heavy shackles, was walking up the wooden stairs with very slow steps to the execution table!

Her hands were covered with heavy iron shackles, and the light on them shone faintly to show the power of the Magic Breaking Circle, which prevented her from casting spells.

Her hands hung weakly, and judging from the deformed movement of her shoulders, the collarbones on both sides of her had been smashed. Also abnormal was her right calf, swollen like a bucket, and a fibula, piercing the muscles and skin, and the white flute punctured out, piercing the eye.

Both feet were also locked with heavy chains, and the originally delicate snow-white ankles had been ground to the flesh, I don't know if the lens making process was too exquisite, and Duck even saw the white bones from the grinding wounds!

The girl's body, scarred, with long strips of whiplash, triangular blackened iron marks, cuts of flesh rolled to the sides, black, red, long and short, crisscrossed and woven into a cloak of sin and cruelty, which covered her.

The girl's posture is very strange, and she walks not only dragging her crippled right leg, but bending her neck and poking her head forward! When I looked closely, a sharp iron pipe actually poked out of the back of her neck!

Dark's stomach was tightened all at once!

Her spine had been broken, and then, alchemy, a twisted iron pipe had been implanted to support her body! She was now, as if she was hanging from an iron pipe, using her last life force to march towards the guillotine!

It was as if a giant hand was grabbing the barrel of the mirror, and Duck was gurgling in his throat, and his whole body was shaking as if he was electrocuted, but his hand couldn't move.

There was a dull breathing in the earhole, followed by Isabella's heartbroken voice: "What...... How can this be! How can it be like this! It's cruel, it's cruel!"

One of Dark's hands clenched the Helleye Morning Star at his waist, and the black-and-white warhammer glowed with a chilling glow in the midday sun.

Barrel's voice came, "What, do you want to be upset for her?" and as he spoke, he reached out and retrieved the barrel, "Okay, give it back to me." ”

Dark's eyes glazed over at Barrell.

Barrel had already assembled the parts of the wooden box, a long magic energy heavy crossbow, and the bowstring was outrageously long, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a siege crossbow. He assembled the barrel above the crossbow arm, closed one eye, glanced in the direction of the guillotine, and smiled: "Alright, we can send her on her way." ”

Duck thought it was bad: "What are you going to do?"

"She's not a heretic, she's not a heretic, she's not a witch, she deserves to die innocently. I'm going to kill her before she goes to the guillotine. End her pain sooner. ”

Duck grabbed his hand, "You can't do that! What right do you have to kill her?"

"She's my fiancée. ”

Duck's hand froze, then trembled uncontrollably, and he heard his teeth fight wildly, and his whole body shook like chaff with the sound of his teeth.

"No, no, no, man, you also have the Heroic Guard Medal of the Double Shield Fortress, I'm with you, I'm with you, go to the town hall, go to the town hall to appeal!"

Barrell smiled slightly, unbuttoned his shirt, and turned his back to Dark, a bright red whip mark clearly visible on his back.

"The minions of the Fallen Chamber of Commerce, who cares?"

Barrell thrust a long gray bolt into his arm, the tip of which glowed with an eerie green glow.

"I've tried everything. Neither. No one can help. Well......" Barrell said with a deep groan, "I can't say that, there's a guy who's been a little bit of a help, and he doesn't seem to be as cold as he seems." By the way, don't ask me who he is, I promised him to keep it a secret. ”

Darker listened blankly to Barre's babbling on and out of bounds, and he knew that the man was desperate, and perhaps he had to talk as much nonsense as he could, so that his mind would not break.

The explosion of the decapitator cannon was heard again in the air, and as the white smoke rose, almost everyone got up from their seats, shouting at the top of their lungs like crazy.

The catastrophe has caused countless people to lose their parents, wives and children, their property, and everything they have earned through their life's struggle. And now, the culprit of all this is in front of them, how can they not be angry! Some people would rather sell their last bit of property than buy a ticket to watch the devil take his last breath!

When Carol appeared on the execution table, the entire arena boiled.

Countless people shouted at the top of their lungs, and some simply jumped to their feet and threw everything they could throw in the direction of the execution table with all their strength - of course it didn't make any sense, it was too far away.

Carol looked at the debris falling like raindrops on the stands around her, if it was an ordinary execution ground, it would have been flooded with debris a long time ago, right?

"Hurry up, witch. The guard next to her smirked, pulling through the chains on her collarbone.

The sharp hook tugged at the broken collarbone once more, and the sharp pain caused Carol's already hoarse throat to squeeze out again.

There was applause and laughter in the stands.

Royce's face turned pale: "Crazy, these bastards are crazy, all crazy!"

When the iron cage was opened, and the guards dragged the girl out like a dog with a broken backbone, his task was complete, and then, he could take advantage of his position to watch the execution from behind at close range, but Royce was not at all pleasant, not at all, he felt that there were invisible transparent barriers on all sides, and they were squeezed together, making him breathless.

His heart burned with rage.

What's wrong with this world!