Seeing the series of hints of the Nightmare Mark, Fang Senyan almost didn't have a mouthful of blood spurting out directly. His genetic potion dispensing ability requires spell casting materials, and if he can't open the storage space, it means that his auxiliary ability is completely wasted! There is no way to recover quickly with the medicine and food you carry! What's more, "Ambition" was also placed in the storage space by him, and Fang Senyan's explosive power was directly reduced by more than half in an instant!

Because when Fang Senyan mixed the potion before, he had also obtained some privileges. The elven girls Wuge, Reef and Fang Senyan were given a separate room, and they drank the snow melt water directly from the nearby mountain, and the food was not too bad, otherwise, they would have to be forced to drink the sewage of the orcs that night.

The next day was still a sunny day, and the sun had risen early, and just as Wuge was about to continue to pray and cultivate in the sun, several fierce and vicious strong orcs suddenly rushed in from outside. Then they were forcibly tied with a black rope. This rope looks like it should be made of some kind of vine, it is very tough, and it has a powerful sealing ability, even Fang Senyan and they can't use their own active ability! Naturally, the fog song girl can't use any magic. After Fang Senyan used the helmet's own detection ability against the black rope, he finally obtained the relevant information:

Black Whip of ThoughtWeaver: Saruman.iv Body.Esoteric Refiner Special Item Material: Filthy Blood, Cursed Breath, Cold Squeezing Crystal, Black Cricket Vine, Duration: 12 hoursPurpose: Makes bound creatures unable to use any of their abilities.

Weight: 0.3 kg.

The rope with a length of 140 cm to 210 cm This is called the Black Whip of Thoughts, which is obviously very precious, it can be seen from the fact that it is made by Saruman's clone, and the sealing ability after being tied is even more powerful, unfortunately it only exists for 12 hours, otherwise Fang Senyan would also like to get one. It seems that the tenacity of this black thought whip is not big enough, because it is not enough after Fang Senyan and they are tied to a black thought whip, these orcs also continue to tie them with a secret knotted rope made of vines, obviously trying to be foolproof.

Under such circumstances, Fang Senyan and the three of them were brought out, and then on the periphery of the prison they mixed with seven or eight humans/dwarves/elves who were cowering in the cold wind to form a makeshift team. A large group of orcs armed to the teeth and three tentacle monsters that Fang Senyan had dealt with were guarded, escorting them to the east. After climbing several bare ice ridges, they began to follow a winding ice path towards an ice peak......

Fang Senyan noticed that the main body of this winding mountain road was condensed by thick ice, and in some places where he rested, some of the stones were even polished to a very smooth surface, which indicated that the road was obviously used very frequently, and people often went up and down here.

Although the weather was fine, the sun was so bleak that I didn't feel warm at all. The wind with the ice chips was still very strong, and the cold wind howled fiercely in the mountains and ravines, sweeping over the glaciers that had not dissolved for thousands of years, and the sound was not exaggerated to describe the howl of the devil. In such an environment, the hearts and bodies of all the captives trembled and trembled at the same time. Some even collapsed on the ground due to lack of oxygen and fear during the trek.

At this time, the orcs showed their ferocious faces, and they began to torture and beat the immobile captives with cruel methods, but the prisoners were inflicted with dark wounds such as broken bones, and did not let them see blood.

When they were about to reach the summit of this ice peak, the group walked along the long ridge, and after about half an hour of walking against the wind and snow, there was finally no road ahead, and there was a flat land covered with ice and snow, about the size of a basketball court, and the flat ground was interlaced with ice teeth, and below was an abyss. There is a long stone platform in the middle of the flat ground, and there is probably enough room for a person to lie on the stone platform. An eerie black-brown color appeared on the stone platform and on the surrounding rocks, which stood out against the white snow and ice.

There are also a number of hastily hewn stone basins next to the stone platform, which are extremely clumsy in hand-crafting, and there are some rag-like things piled up around it. These things were scattered in the cold wind, like torn yellow paper, but with tenacious tenacity. Although they didn't understand anything, an indescribable strange and terrifying feeling surged in everyone's hearts, especially the human captives, who couldn't help but cry out loud and struggle desperately. But both orcs and tentacles are indifferent, and they seem to be prepared for this situation. Most of these captives were tightly bound, not to mention that among the ropes that bound them, there was also a whip of black thoughts that had been used by witchcraft, and it was impossible to break it.

At this time, a tentacle monster with a relatively large head came over surrounded by orcs, and it rolled out a bag made of cowhide from the pocket it carried behind its back with its tentacles, and then pulled out the stopper and fed the liquid in the cowhide bag to the captives in turn.

It stands to reason that in such a situation, no captive would be in the mood to drink anything. But the tentacle monster did it quite skillfully, first taking a sip of its own leather bag, then taking out a bowl and pouring out the liquid inside. It can be clearly seen that the gourd contains a blue liquid that shows dots, viscous and thick, although the bowl does not move, but the liquid seems to have its own life as if it fluctuates on its own, and even small tides and waves appear.

These people were more or less injured when they were captured, and after a few days of detention, their bodies were already weak, and they were extremely tired from trekking on the mountain road for so long at this time, so they drank it one after another, although Fang Senyan didn't know what it was, he was also very thirsty, and the wound on his wrist that was rubbed by the rope also hurt badly, so he also opened his mouth to drink.

To his surprise, this blue liquid was extremely cold, as soon as he drank it into his throat, he felt as if an ice line was continuously drawn into his abdomen, and it did not disperse for a long time, and he couldn't help but shudder all over his body, and he felt frozen, and after shivering for a while, he suddenly found that the chest and lungs were cold and cold, and the fatigue of trekking on the snowy mountains was completely gone, and the whole body was hot, and it seemed that the energy of the limbs and bones was ignited and converged into the blood.

The Nightmare Mark also sent a hint to Fang Senyan:

"You drank the high-level concoction potion: Hachim plus slime, this is a powerful genetic potion concocted by Saruman's clone, and it is a secret potion made from the gene liquid of the giant octopus Hachim plus mixed with various spell casting materials."

"Drink for the first time and gain a permanent effect: HP +50 and Max MP +50. (This reward can be taken out of the world). ”

"Gain a temporary effect after drinking: Your health regeneration rate is increased by an additional 1 health every 10 seconds to 10 health per second for 120 minutes."

"Hint: The more severely the drinker's injury, the more Hachim plus slime activates the injured person's potential, causing them to regenerate rapidly and rapidly! However, it is likely that some undesirable sequelae will occur afterwards. ”

"What do they want to do?" I also took a sip of this slime reef and got a bargain, of course I was quite happy in my heart, and I couldn't help but ask Fang Sen Yandao. These two people have the ability to return to space at any time, so they also have no fear.

Even though Fang Senyan was extremely good at reasoning, he was confused by this strange encounter for a while. These orcs and tentacles had absolutely no good intentions in bringing the slaves here, but they drank this extremely precious medicine for them when they were about to meet the daggers!

When everyone had drunk the "Hachim plus slime", a short, fat orc stepped forward. This half-orc's face was full of scars, like a ghost, its expression was numb, but there was an indescribable fanaticism in its eyes, and he had a thick and wide belt wrapped around his waist, this half-orc's face gave Fang Senyan a sense of déjà vu, which should have been encountered when he was making spell casting materials in the mage tower.

Next, the two orcs carried one of the human captives they had brought with them onto the stone platform, completely ignoring his resistance, and tied him very hard to the stone platform. The short and fat half-orc took out a few thin and sharp knives from the belt around his waist and placed them on the edge of the stone platform in turn, and then licked the sharp blade of the knife in his hand with his scarlet tongue, slowly slashed the captive's arm, and then in the terrible screams of this unlucky guy, he began to slowly cut the ** in front of him!

The orc seemed to be doing cruel things, but his actions and attitudes were no different from those of humans slaughtering and skinning domestic animals. Obviously, in his eyes, these elves and humans are all like animals.

And Fang Senyan suddenly understood what those rag-like things next to him were, it turned out to be a human skin that had been dried out, the skin that had been peeled off alive from the body! At this time, even Wu Ge, who had always behaved very plainly, was soaked in fear all over her body and began to tremble involuntarily, looking out of her eyes, it seemed that even the heavens and the earth had lost their color, because she suddenly discovered that there was something more terrible in this world than death! However, the elf's suicidal ability has been sealed by the whip of black thoughts, and it is difficult to die!

(To be continued)