The spring of 465 has arrived. The vast expanse of Taras Dilnon has regrown a deep green vegetation. Flowers bloom on the meadows, changing the scene of depression in winter. In the terraces at the entrance to Nagoth Lund, crops begin to bud, heralding a good harvest for the following year. But these have nothing to do with Belém and others.

After Finrod made Belém's request public to the kingdom, the expedition was prepared for more than a month. By the time they set off, the temperature had already begun to rise. Their plan was to follow the Narog River all the way north, wait until they reached the source of the Narog River in the Eried Wesling Range, and then turn to the northeast along the course of the range. On the fifth day of the journey, cross the river to the east bank at the section of the Gingeris River where it joins the Naloge River, and then continue north. It's the twentieth day.

They were lucky enough not to encounter any Orcs along the way. The peaceful journey even gave Belém the illusion that perhaps they could reach Angban without much difficulty. Now the Shadow Mountains are in front of Ered Wesling, and on the other side of the mountains is Heslum, the land of the High King Fingon. They are now at the source of the Naloge River, which is a beautiful lake. The lake is surrounded by tall pine trees, and several streams of water that fall from the mountains flow into the lake, and from the southern end of the lake flows out to form the Naloge River.

This is Lake Evelyn, where the former High King Fen Guo Commander set up a banquet for all the elves of Beleriand. This is what Belém knew from his people. There were several deer grazing on the shore of the lake, and when they saw them coming, they jumped away in panic. But the deer looked at Belém and didn't seem to be afraid of him, the waters reminded him of the shores of the lake of Tarn Eluin. The fear of the piles of dead bodies almost came to mind, but he kept himself from thinking about it.

"It was getting dark, and we camped here. Finrod spoke. Belen discovers that Finrod has regained his former spirit along the way. Perhaps taking off the crown is really a burden lifted. Edlahill took some bread from his horse, which he had brought with him from Nagoth Lund.

He gave one to each Ranger, and then handed it to Finrod and Belen. Belén nibbled on bread that didn't give him the same intense satiety as Lambas, but it tasted much better than the dry Lambas. They lit a campfire on the shore and sat down.

"Your Majesty, we are about to enter the West Ryan Valley. From there we will head to Anfaug Gravel. "But the road is not safe, for Sauron is watching over every living creature that passes through the valley at Minas Tirith. None of the people who have been captured by Sauron so far have come back alive to tell their stories. Rumor has it that during the night, Torsirian hears the cries of pain from prisoners and the terrifying howls of wolves. Now the elves call that island Thor-In-Gos, the 'Island of the Wolves'. ”

"Then we must always be careful to hide our whereabouts as we approach there, and if Sauron finds out, we will surely die before we see the gates of Angban. Finrod said.

Belen nodded. At this time, he felt that his beard had grown a thick layer. He looked at the handsome faces of the eleven elves around him, and noticed that the elves, whether male or female, did not have long beards. He took out a dagger, grabbed his beard, and began to repair. The cut beard was thrown into the fire by him. The moment the whisker touched the flames, sparks erupted, and then turned into green smoke and scattered.

Night fell. The crowd gathered around the fire and sang the songs of the Noldor. Many of these songs were unheard by Belém, but he tried his best to memorize them. Elves have always had a natural grasp of music, but as a human, Belen has a hard time learning these undulating sounds. Amid the joyous music of the crowd, they all ignored the looming danger around them.

It was Edrahiel who first discovered them. It was a squad of Oaks approaching by nightfall, twenty in all. They had been wandering the land of Beleriand, and they happened to pass by the Evelyn lakes, where they saw the elves who had raised campfires and sang loudly. In fact, it was not that Belen and his party had not been cautious, but they had never encountered Oak and let their guard down.

The twenty Orcs surrounded them, and one of them sneaked up a few dozen feet behind Belen and aimed an arrow at the back of Belen's head. Edra Hill sat across from Belen when he looked up and saw the Oak. "Be careful!" he immediately lunged at Belen, crushing him to the ground. His leg pressed against the fire, the flame igniting the end of his cloak. In the next instant, the arrow shot out, grazed the back of Edrahiel's head, and landed not far away.

At this time, all the Orcs emerged from the darkness. And they drew their swords and prepared to meet the enemy. Edrashil rolled over to get Belen up, then rolled on the ground himself, extinguishing the flames from his cloak. Belen saw that his trouser leg was burned through and his skin was charred, but he didn't scream. He limped to his feet, drawing his sword and preparing to fight.

Seventeen of them rushed forward at the same time, while the other three archers remained in place. The two sides fought together, and the sound of blades clashing could even reach the opposite side of the Shadow Mountains. Belen faced two oaks. One of them stepped up with his sword, and his broadsword slashed at Belen, who stepped back to dodge. The other Orc had already circled behind him by this time. He forced Belen forward with his sword, so that when Oak in front of him attacked again, he barely caught it with his sword. The sword nearly fell from his hand. Belen supported Oak's broadsword with his sword, and Oak stabbed his sword in the back. Belén dodged the attack sideways. The next second, his hand loosened, and the big knife in front of Oak slashed down, hitting the top of Oak's head right behind him, and black liquid burst out of Oak's skull. The large knife stuck in Orc's head, unable to pull it off, and Belen took the opportunity to plunge the sword into the chest of the other Orc.

While Belen was fighting, Finrod was also surrounded by three oaks. An Oak slashed at him with a knife, and Finrod took a step back with his left foot and dodged sideways, just as an Oak stabbed his spear at him from behind. Finrod bent down behind his back and swung his sword, severing the spearhead of the spear. At the same time, he pulled a dagger from his waist and plunged it into the spearman's abdomen. The spearman spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. The previous Oak now turned his knife again and slashed downward. Finrod catches the attack with the sword in his right hand. The rest of the Orcs came up with hammers and tried to smash him. His body rolled sideways, reaching the back of the previous Orc, and using his back to push him forward as a shield. The hammer smashed into Oak's shoulder, smashing a large hole. His collarbone forked out from between the flesh, and he was knocked straight to the ground. Finrod spun around in an instant, plunged his sword into the hammerman's eye socket, and kicked him down. The archers around him shot arrows at him, and he dodged two arrows and blocked one with his sword.

At this time, Eddrahill was also fighting against the three Orcs. He was not good at close combat, but he noticed a stone nearby. When Oak tries to surround him, he dodges his way out of the encirclement. He quickly ran to the rock, took out the bow behind his back, and shot one before Oak could catch up. The other two came to him one after the other, and his arrows were not yet on the string. He immediately braked, swinging his bow at Orc, who was closer to him. Oak dodged backwards and bumped into his companion behind him. The two Orcs fought, and Eddrahill took the opportunity to eliminate another Orc. The other Orc stepped forward again, and Eddrahill tried to repeat the same trick, but the Oak caught the bow with his left hand. Oak slashed his knife horizontally at him. Seeing the opportunity, Eddrahir jumped up from the stone and stepped on the blade of Orc, rising higher into the air. He made a perfect arc, using the centrifugal force of his body to snatch back the bow that had been grasped by Orc, and then rolled over to Oak's back and shot an arrow into the back of Orc's neck. The arrow pierced through Oak's Adam's apple, black blood gushing from the wound.

Each of the others was fighting an Orc and eliminated them with ease. Seeing this, the remaining three Orc archers turned and fled. Edlahill immediately fired an arrow at them, hitting one of them in the back of the head. The arrow pierced out of Oak's mouth. The other two disappeared through the darkness of the night.

The crowd regrouped, and Finrod said, "We can't take such a risk. The current location is getting closer to the Demon Wolf Island, and the number of enemies will increase. ”

Belen nodded. He suddenly had an idea. He crouched down and took off one of Orc's armors, and Oak was emaciated. Belén struggled to slip the foul-stained armor on, and as he buckled the visor of his helmet, he spoke: "We must disguise ourselves so that we can pass peacefully through the West Ryan Valley without being detected by Sauron." Do you think that's okay?" his voice was muffled by the isolation of his mask.

Edra Hill applauded, for in his mind, Belen was like a living Oak. The group gathered a set of Orc's equipment from the ground and let the horses go. They put the contents of their horseback pockets in the pockets of their armor. Then they piled up all the Orc's corpses and burned them.

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Minas Tirith was shrouded in a black mist. Today's Garrison Tower has changed from what it once looked like to a terrifying and evil place. The tower glowed with a terrifying green glow, and the walls were all painted black. There are many vampires circling around the tower, and sometimes these evil creatures representing killing and lust will suddenly land on the top of the tower or on the mountainside on either side of the river valley and begin to enjoy some kind of pleasure with impunity.

There are a few Orcs stationed under the city. The year after the capture of Minas Tirith, Sauron's Orcs invaded the forests of Brihil in the south. The Hareth who lived there resisted the Orc's army, but were unable to prevent the Orcs from entering Taras Dilnon, further south. During these seven years, the army was scattered throughout the plains guarded, fighting with Finrod's rangers. Sauron left only a handful of Orcs to guard Minas Tirith.

But the main force that remained to guard the garrison tower was Sauron's demon wolf. They were domesticated by Sauron in the deep crypts of Minas Tirith. Now every night, Tolsirian hears a terrifying howl of wolves. That's why the elves now call the island Thor-In-Gos, "the island of the wolves." Now that Sauron occupies the island, he occupies the entire upper reaches of the West Ryan River. And Sauron and his minions gradually turned Minas Tirith into a stronghold for all their evil deeds.

There were many empty rooms in the tower, and Sauron had converted them into cells. The cell houses elves or humans that the minions have captured for him. He spent his days in those cells enjoying the pleasure of torturing them. He was joined by the demon cat Tevido.

Tevido was walking down a dark corridor in Minas Tirith. She wears a plush black and white dress with a pair of white stockings on her feet. She had a whip in her hand and a dagger hanging from her waist. The cries of the captives were heard in the numerous cells. She's now going to find an old friend. She came to a cell, opened the heavy iron door, and entered. Sulinger was tied to a cross-shaped wooden shelf with her hands and feet separated, and her body was covered with marks of being whipped, and in several places she had even been skinned. I can't imagine how she was tortured before. She was shivering, and a thick black liquid was leaking from the wound.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, good sister. Tevido walked up to her and whispered in her ear. Su Lingwei Hill seemed to react suddenly, and his body jumped, "You must be lonely, let me comfort you!"

Tevido shook off the whip in his hand and whipped it down on the body of Sulinger Gwehill. New scars bloomed on the banshee's jet-black skin, which had been covered with scabbed whip marks. Ringway Hill let out a wail, but Tevido listened with pleasure and increased the intensity of the whipping. Black pus and blood flowed from the scars. Watching Ringwehill suffer from pain, Tevido felt a glimmer of pleasure.

The brutal flogging lasted for an unknown amount of time, and Tyvidor noticed that Ringwayhill's screams were no longer as loud as they had been every time he had been here. Tevido felt discouraged, because whether she was torturing elves, humans, or the banshees in front of her, she would slowly become numb to the pain during the torture, making her lose interest. What an unreasonable design the Creator had, she thought. But she has a more brutal response to it.

"Looks like you don't feel any pain anymore!" said Tevido, pulling out the dagger from his waist and crouching down, letting it roam over Sulinger's legs. The cold blade grazed Ringwehill's skin, causing her to twitch a few times. At this moment, Tevido slashed the right thigh of Sulinger with a dagger, and the black liquid splattered, and Tevido grabbed the wound that had been cut and raised by the dagger, and pulled it down hard, and the black water splashed on Tevido's white face, making her look so cold and cruel.

"Ahh Su Lingwei Hill's body frantically struggled under the rope. Tevido laughed, no one could hold back the pain. Many of their toys die from this pain, but Sulinger has always done a good job, allowing Tevidor to enjoy abusing her repeatedly.

Tevido continued to tear at the detached wound, screaming incessantly, which made Tevido even more interested. When Tevido tried to cut another piece, the door to the cell was pushed open. She turned and saw Sauron walking in. He had an excited look on his face. "Here you are, cat!" said Zoro, "I wouldn't have been able to find you if it weren't for her voice." After occupying this place for so long, I still get lost a lot. ”

Tevidor stood up and walked over to Sauron, the screaming ceased, as Ringwehill had a moment of peace. "What's the matter, Zoro, what's so happy?" asked Tevido.

"Do you remember Finrod and Belen?" said Zoro, his tone revealing surprise, "one is the elf who escaped from me in the Serih swamp, and the other is the human who escaped from my wolf in Taur Nu Floating Yin. ”

Tevido nodded, "I remember them, but they were just prey." What, you caught them?"

Zoro cupped her face in his hand, "I haven't caught them yet, but my chance has come!" for a few Orcs have recently come to report that they had seen the two of them heading north together in the company of several elves, and approaching here. It's a good time for me to chase back two escaped prey in one go!"

Tevido also showed a sweet smile, which appeared on this face stained with black water, which seemed so abnormal and eerie. They kissed at the door. Su Lingwei Hill was delirious, looked at them with resentment on his face, and let out a sob.

That's when Zoro noticed the vampire tied up there. He took the blood-stained dagger that Tevidor had handed him, wiped the black water from it with his tongue, closed the door to his cell, and walked over to Sulinger Gwehill. The banshee struggled as hard as she could, but her wrists and ankles were tightly tied. Zoro gestured the dagger in front of her, and Tyvido stood behind Sauron smiling. Suddenly, Zoro slashed the arm of the banshee's right hand with a dagger. "Ahh

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Fifteen days later, in the middle of the night, Belém and his party finally saw Minas Tirith in a distance, glowing with an eerie green light. It was a tall black tower, and the light was shining through the windows of the tower. The moment he saw Minas Tirith, Belen realized that the fear he had experienced might not be a big deal. There are a lot of vampires flying around, eyeing passers-by on the ground. The windows glowed green, and every now and then a desperate figure flashed. From time to time, a terrifying wolf howl could be heard from the tower.

Belen's legs trembled. They had to take advantage of the darkness and wear the camouflage of Orc to pass through Minas Tirith. It's not easy to get the attention of the sorcerer in the tower. Belen opened his mask and breathed hard, for he couldn't stand the stench in Orc's armor. But he could smell a pungent smell in the nearby air as well. It was a mixture of a fishy smell and a filthy smell. This made Belen feel sick to his stomach and threw himself on the ground and vomited.

Edrahiel helped him to his feet, urging him to hurry. Belen then closed the mask again, allowing the stench to re-envelop his nose. They approached Minas Tirith along the west bank of the River Sirian. Belen tried his best to control his shaky legs, because there were still many Orcs coming and going around, and they couldn't be seen through the disguise because of their unnatural movements.

They got closer to Minas Tirith, and the howls of wolves grew louder and louder. Each time that voice sounded, it was like a hammer striking Belen's heart. They soon came to the flank of Tor-in-Gous, on the opposite bank was Minas Tirith. However, to go up to the Demon Wolf Island, there is only a bridge on the east coast. In a few moments, Minas Tirith was behind them. They seem to have passed through the garrison tower, which was guarded by Sauron, without a sound. Belen exhaled.

But the situation around me has become strange. Because the vampires that had been flying in the sky began to hover over their heads, with them as the center. He didn't think they would be seen, and that they were being seen by the vampires of the heavens rather than the Oaks passing by on the ground. The crowd was as nervous as Belen, and they quickened their pace, wanting to get out of this place as soon as possible. But the vampires followed, still hovering above them, flying lower and lower. This makes them sure they're exposed. Just as they were about to run forward, there was a burst of laughter in front of them.

A puff of black smoke appeared in front of them, and the black smoke emitted a pungent aroma. The smoke forced them to stop. When the black smoke cleared, Sauron appeared in front of them. On his shoulders lay Tevido, who had transformed into a black cat. "You're ridiculous!" Sauron's strange voice sounded, "Do you want to use such a stupid disguise to fool Sauron, the best sorcerer at disguise?"

As he spoke, seven or eight vampires descended, each holding an elven ranger between their feet and flying into the sky. The vampires took them straight into the tower. Only Finrod, Belen, Edrahir, and the three Rangers were left on the ground. Because of their quick reaction, they succeeded in driving away the vampires that had descended.

"Grab the others, the Elven King, and leave it to me!" the corners of Zoro's mouth rose.

He suddenly turned into black smoke and disappeared in front of Finrod. He stabbed the dagger into Finrod's chest, but Finrod swung his sword swiftly in front of him, cutting off Sauron's right hand holding the dagger. That hand turned into black smoke in an instant. Sauron took two steps back, his right hand, enveloped in black smoke, unharmed. "Phew, incompetent fool, I'm glad I was prepared!" Zoro said, turning into black smoke and disappearing behind Finrod.

But he didn't expect Finrod's senses to be so sensitive. Finrod deftly turned and swung his sword, but Sauron almost didn't react. Sauron jumped backwards, and Finrod stabbed his sword at him, not giving Sauron time to react. If he succeeds, he may be able to destroy the pervert of this brutal creature. But to his surprise, the black cat on Sauron's shoulder suddenly jumped down. The cat had taken on a human form in the air, but it was not the form Tevidor was normally used in. She became a fair-skinned, golden-haired, perfectly figured, and beautiful elf. She wore a long white dress, which looked out of place in the dark environment.

Finrod will never forget that face. This was his only love, Amariyi of the Banu Vanya. If he can't be with her for the rest of his life, then he would rather be alone. He knew that the person in front of him was not Amariyi, but a vision of Tyvido, and that Amariyi was far away on the western continent and could not come to Middle-earth. But the moment he saw this face, he still stopped waving his sword. He saw a thin smile on Amariyi's face, and then the smile changed to that of Tevido. She grabbed Finrod's hand in an instant, pulled out the dagger, severed it off his wrist, and threw it on the ground. Finrod cried out and fell to his knees clutching the severance of his right hand.

At all this time, the others had no time to care about their king. Because more vampires surrounded it. Three other Rangers have also been captured. Only Edrahiel and Belen were left on the ground. When Edlahill plunged his sword into a vampire's chest, his sword was thrown into the West Ryan River by the dying vampire. The two vampires each grabbed his two hands and took him away.

Belen turned to look at Finrod in the midst of a difficult battle. Sauron and Tevidor stood in front of him. He retrieved his sword with his left hand, trying to attack Tevidor again, but he was not as agile as before. Sauron's heels stomped on his left hand and snatched his sword. Finrod was also forced to lie down. Tevido, on the other hand, stomped down on his elbow, breaking his arm. Sauron crouched down and slashed his left arm with Finrod's sword. Finrod, who had lost his hands, knelt there, waiting for his fate.

Tevido twisted his stride to Finrod's back and lifted him up. Zoro kicked him in the stomach a few times in front of him, and Finrod spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. Tevidor covered his eyes, and her dagger rested on Finrod's neck. Belen tried to save him, but as soon as he turned around, he was grabbed by two vampires.

The dagger slashed through the neck. Tevido let go of his hand, and the upper half of the dead Finrod's body was still there. "No—" Belen shouted, caught in the tower.

Tevido kicked Finrod from behind, and Sauron flipped over his corpse with the heel of his shoe. "What an elven king, but a prey struggling to survive. Tevido also straightened Finrod's handsome face with his foot, "It's a pity for this skin." I'd love to put it to good use if I had the chance!" Tyvidor and Zoro left, leaving Finrod's body lying alone. Amid the heavy sound of the waters of the Syrion, the king of Nagothrond, the most handsome of the elves, Finrod, died.

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When Eddrahir woke up from his nightmare, he was lying alone in a dimly lit cell. It was only the middle of the night, but he was woken up by screams coming from outside the door. He had spent the last fifteen days in this scream, so every night he experienced terrifying nightmares. He knew it was his companions who were being tortured by Sauron and Tyvido. Sauron didn't know what they were going north for, so he wouldn't stop without interrogating them. And Edrahiel knew very well that Sauron was best at this.

He's hungry right now, but he doesn't have the heart to care about the needs of his belly. During the days he was locked up here, every few days a vampire would stuff him with bread through the door. But the bread was dry and hard to swallow, and sometimes maggots crawled on it. Desperately hungry, Eddrahir didn't care at all, and every time food came in, he nibbled desperately on it.

He didn't know when it would be his turn, how many of his companions had died from the pain, and he didn't know if Sauron had learned of their destination. But as long as they had one person alive, as long as there was a slight chance of escaping, then whatever torture awaited him, he had to keep their going to Angban a secret.

Now Edrahiel's mental state was on the verge of collapse. The smell in the cell was terrible, and the smell was so strong that every time he woke up, he even got it in his mouth. The howls of wolves and the screams of prisoners were forcing him to lose his mind. The screaming stopped, and he heard two footsteps approaching, the sound of loud heels hitting the ground, and the sound of bare feet on the ground.

Footsteps approached, and the door to the cell was opened. Zoro and Tevidor walked in with eerie smiles, followed by several vampires. The vampires came to Eddrahir's side and dragged him up, he tried to resist but couldn't resist so many enemies. The vampires tied him to the cross-shaped wooden shelves that lay out in his cell and left. Zoro slowly snapped the door to his cell. The sound of hinges made Eddrahill feel like his heart was being scratched by some sharp claw. Now only Sauron, Tevedo, and the tightly bound Eddrahir were left in the cell.

"If there's something, I'll get straight to the point. Zoro said in a yin voice, "I have interrogated some of your companions, but none of them are willing to cooperate. You're really in agreement. They were tough, so I gave them the death they wanted. It's just a process......" Zoro walked up to Edrahiel and stroked his cheek, "You might be a smart man. Tell me what your purpose is to go north, and I will save you from my torture. ”

Edrashil was silent, silent. "Looks like you're a fool too. Zoro beckoned, and Tevido stepped forward. Edrashiel's heart raced, and he felt fear at the thought of the impending pain. He noticed the eerie smile on Zoro's face. This made him still have some panic in his heart.

"If you were smarter, you wouldn't have to endure this kind of pain at all. ”

Sauron took Tevido's dagger, pressed it down on the palm of his right hand, plunged the tip of the knife into the tip of his index finger, and scraped a layer. Ignoring Edrahiel's screams, Sauron pulled the upturned part down. "Don't you want to be a smart man?" laughed Zoro and Tevido. But Edlahir just called, still not a word.

Soon the surface of the index finger was all hanging down. The pain tormented Edrahiel's nerves, but Sauron soon began to reach for his middle finger. Screams echoed through the cell, and Sauron, who was taking pleasure in it, had no mercy on him. Zoro would interrogate him with each inch of surface, but Edrahiel held back the pain and said nothing. When Sauron plunged the knife into his ring finger, he fainted. Tyvidor put his hand on the wing of Edrahiel's nose. "It's not easy, he's still alive!" Zoro began, "It's boring!" "Do you want to get here this time and continue when he wakes up?" asked Tevido. But Sauron shook his head: "No, he won't say it. Pull him and feed him to my demon wolf!" they turned expressionlessly, as if they had just finished a game. They opened the door of the cell and walked out, leaving it unlocked.

Two vampires walked in and freed Eddrahir from the torture rack. He immediately fell to the ground. They dragged him by the legs and carried him out of the cell, leaving a red trail on the floor. Eddrahill was dragged down a spiral staircase by them, and when he reached the bottom, he was already smashed. This is the underground cavern of Minas Tirith, a deep corridor flanked by iron cages. The iron cage contained a dozen giant wolf-like creatures that grew abnormally. They had a variety of skin tones, and when they saw a vampire coming to feed, they bared their fangs and hissed.

Edrashil is thrown into an iron cage by two vampires, and the vampires escape. Several demon wolves in the iron cage looked at Edrashil cautiously at first, pacing beside him. Just then Eddrahill woke up, looking around in a daze. But in the next second, he was torn to pieces by the demon wolf who pounced on him. His scream of pain rang out for only a moment, and then only the sound of the wolf snatching and biting was left.

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The door to Belém's cell was opened. There was a scream from next door to him last night. He wasn't sure who was next door to him, but it sounded a bit like Edrahiel. He was afraid that something had happened to Edrashiel. He knew that since the person who was locked up next to him had already been tortured by Zoro, he was about to die. He was mentally prepared for this moment. Belén had just swallowed a piece of dry hard bread and was lying on the ground sucking some of the rain that had been spilling in from the window the other day. The rain had a strong fishy and sour smell, perhaps the smell of blood came from the former owner of this cell.

When the door slammed open, as expected, Sauron and Tevidor walked in together. Belen swallowed, partly to get rid of the smell of rain from his mouth, and partly out of deep fear in his heart. A group of vampires came in and tied him to a torture rack that all the other cells had. "I'm not going to say anything, a monster who is neither male nor female!"

Sauron walked slowly to the front and spoke gently, "Your companions have paid with their lives for their stubbornness. He looked at Belen with a look of regret, "Whatever your intentions, it's a complete failure, human. Zoro covered his mouth with his slender fingers and smiled, "Do you think you've come to this point, and I still have any interest in the purpose of your northward journey?

Tevido stepped forward: "We're here to enjoy torturing you. The biggest stupid thing you did was when you escaped from the wolf who came to hunt you down. Because if you die then, you won't have to endure the rest of the pain. She sneered and pulled out a black iron needle. Belen didn't know what they were going to do, but he was nervous. "It won't hurt you too much, though. ”

She held down his left hand and stabbed the needle between the nails of his index finger. Where did Belen imagine such torture, he cried out loudly, and his eyes instantly filled with tears. The surface of the iron needle was covered with rust, so the rough plane tore at his tissue. The intense stimulation of the fingertips stung his heart along the nerves. A drop of blood came out under the skin around the iron needle. Sauron also took out an iron needle and inserted it into Belen's middle finger. Belen's body struggled with all its might. The rope made a red mark on Belen's left wrist. "Cut them! Cut them!" Belen shouted hoarsely, and Sauron and Tevido just watched him cover their mouths and laugh.

Suddenly, a female vampire breaks down the door. She fell in through the door. She gasped for air and looked anxious. Zoro turned and walked over to her. "Don't be so impatient. Zoro said, and the vampire crawled up, "Tell me, what's wrong?"

"There's a big hound...... It's too big......," she said, "it's on the bridge leading to the island, and the Orcs outside are fighting it." But they can't beat it, it's too strong!"

Sauron frowned, an expression rarely seen on his scheming face. "Great hound, could it be Juan, the Hound of Celegon?" said Sauron, "I'll meet him later!" he was just about to turn to leave, but Tyvido stopped him. She came up and took his hand: "What about this human? Are we going to continue to torture him?"

"You can play alone first, wait for me to get back!" Zoro kissed Tevido, then turned away. Tevido turned and walked back to Belen: "Then there is no way! you will be tortured by me alone. As she spoke, she pulled out another iron needle, trying to strike at Belen's ring finger.

The female vampire didn't leave. She walked slowly behind Tyvido. "What are you doing here?" said Tevido, instead of turning, holding Belen's left ring finger as he spoke. Unexpectedly, the vampire suddenly pulled out the dagger from Tevido's waist. She crouched down at breakneck speed, cutting into each of Tevedo's heels. Tevido's broken hamstring stung her, and blood flowed down her face. Before Tevido, who had had his hamstring severed, could react, he fell to his knees. "Ahh She turned and stabbed the vampire with the needle that hadn't been inserted into Belen's ring finger just now. The vampire jumped backwards to dodge the attack.

Tevido let out a scream. How could she, who was accustomed to causing pain to others, endure such pain? She fell to the ground, her feet completely dead. She struggled to crawl on the ground. She was in a panic and blindly used the art of transfiguration. She became a black cat, she became Elenelle, she became Amariyi, she became everything she had ever been like, and she was back to her usual form. Each transformation was accompanied by a mournful cry of a different tone. The deformations did nothing to ease her pain or get her back on her feet. This time, it was her turn to be watched by others, and she was powerlessly tormented by pain.

The vampire suddenly tore open the surface, took off his vampire-shaped robes, and threw them on the ground. The disguise was so perfect that neither Zoro, Tyvido, nor Belen could see through it. Underneath the vampire-like disguise is Lucien.