Merlin's figure fell out of an alley, and under his ass was the meat pad of Black Stins, who had come to his senses during the battle between D'Ardarion and the Black Shadow, but he was still incapacitated, and he looked at the building in front of him with some surprise, "Isn't this Gudris?"

"Those guys from the Wizards' Guild have lost me, they will definitely go to Gudris to find them, although I am not afraid of them, but I am not free to deal with these troubles for the time being. Merlin got up and patted the dust off his buttocks.

"And where are we now?" said Hastings curiously.

"For me, this is one of my many strongholds on the Dawn Continent, ...... you," Merlin grinned, revealing a line of white teeth, "This is hell." ”

............

In the dimly lit basement, Dark Listens was tied to an iron bed.

"You are as ruthless as the rumors say, and you have been indifferent from beginning to end as you have watched your friends die at the hands of D'Artagion. ”

Merlin pulled out a package from under the iron bed and opened it, inside was a set of torture instruments that glowed with cold light, "First of all, I must correct you a little, he and I are not friends, I haven't been friends for hundreds of years, the reason why he is willing to protect me is because he owed me a great favor back then, and now it's time to pay off the debt, as far as I am concerned, I am grateful for everything he did tonight, but we are all adults, we will understand the risks before doing another thing, I am not obligated to keep him safe." ”

Merlin said as he took out the torture instruments from the package one by one, "What's more, with the situation at the time, even if I make a move, it won't change anything." ”

"But you have a second option, don't you, you can surrender to the Wizards' Guild, they don't want your life, so that you can both survive. Hastings secretly moved his wrist, only to find that it was almost impossible for him to break free without the help of outsiders.

"Well, I do have the option to surrender. Merlin finally took out a small scalpel after some careful selection, held it in his hand, and felt the sharpness of the sword, "But then we can't enjoy the sweet world of two, can we?"

A cold sweat finally broke out on Black Stins' forehead, "If it's because of what happened before, I apologize to you, I personally have great respect for you, everything that happened before was purely because of our different positions, and it was not mixed with any personal grudges, not to mention that you have already taken revenge on me, your ...... Well, my companion killed my daughter. ”

"Who said it was a personal vendetta?" Merlin said leisurely.

Hastings was stunned, not understanding what the other party meant.

"I've started to lose interest in your back-and-forth negotiation game, so I've decided to skip that and get straight to the point, and it's my turn to be the banker. Merlin gracefully ripped open the clothes on Black Stins' chest with a scalpel, "By the way, you better not waste your efforts if you want to escape, the belt I use to tie you is also a magic guide." ”

A look of horror finally appeared on Hastings' face, "You...... What exactly do you want to do?"

"Have you never wondered how important you are as a pious servant to the great beings you worship and admire, whom you look up to as life?" Merlin put a bloodstained leather skirt over his clothes, making him look like a butcher now.

Unable to control his emotions any longer, Hastings said hysterically, "You devil!! you will definitely be punished by the gods!!"

"Well, it depends on how much they like you. Merlin plunged the scalpel into the calf of Dark Stins, who let out a scream, "Oh, I almost forgot to mention that in view of the current situation, reliable clergy no longer exist, so the injuries you have now are beyond the body's ability to heal itself, such as ......"

Merlin pulled the scalpel back from Black Stins' calf, picked up a string of blood, and then cut the hamstring of the latter, "Congratulations, you'll have to rely on crutches to walk from now on." ”

"They won't spare you!! the pain you've inflicted on me, and one day my Lord will take revenge on you hundreds, if not thousands!" Hastings screamed, his eyes vicious.

"Oh, is this the most powerful threat you can think of?" Merlin smiled slightly, his eyes glowing with gold, making his whole person look as cold as a statue, "When I get that thing and complete my god-sealing ceremony, I will enter the kingdom of God, and you, this ugly and lowly creature, can only look up to me, get down on your knees, and beg for my mercy." ”

The scalpel flew through his fingertips, and this time he sliced a slice of flesh straight from Black Stins' thigh.

The latter's wail echoed in the basement, and the spirit of the black stings had completely collapsed, crying, "I will give you whatever you want, the wealth of the Matthews family, the power I cultivated in the shadows...... As long as you can kill me happily, I can agree to any conditions. ”

Merlin shook his head, "You still don't understand, I'm not interested in 'you', but the master behind you, it doesn't matter, we have time, it's going to be a long night." ”

............

There was no sunlight in the basement, and Hastings didn't know how much time had passed, whether it was day or night.

His voice was hoarse, but no one could hear his cries for help, and now his ten fingers were covered with steel nails, and there was no intact place on his body, as long as he looked down, he could even see his dissected stomach and intestines, Merlin hung his life with high-grade healing potions, and paid great attention to the proportions of each knife, trying to give him the greatest pain while not letting him die.

Hastings didn't believe in Purgatory, but now he was in it.

Three magic hours ago, he didn't even have the strength to cry and wail, so he just lay there, like an animal to be slaughtered, his consciousness blurred by the constant pain, and he lost the ability to speak.

But Merlin showed a rare sustained interest in something this time, holding the little scalpel as if he were carving a work of art.

"In a sense, I have to thank you for making me realize that I still have the potential to be an artist. ”

"Is that what you want?" the already tortured and dying Dark Stats suddenly looked up, but this time his pupils didn't have any focus in them, and his tone no longer contained any human feelings.

Merlin raised an eyebrow and lowered the scalpel in his hand, "Eh, it looks like my game is finally about to begin." ”

(End of chapter)