(My father can only continue to wait for the operation now, hey, it could have been faster, but I didn't expect my father to have too high blood lipids or blood sugar to undergo surgery, he is a full third higher than normal people's blood lipids, so now even if he wants to have surgery as soon as possible, he must eat a vegetarian diet to lower, otherwise the hospital will not do surgery at all.) ）

Soon the captured Sanctuary Demon was taken to the very grumpy god and tortured for two whole days, and then he successively said some vague and general things, of course, you don't expect him to tell any big secrets, it is nothing more than the highest secret, that is, those god-level demons are outside that general direction, and nothing else can be said, this is the real reason why this thing was tortured for two days, in fact, these things were basically said soon after being captured, but the gods still tortured for two days and expected to ask other things, but unfortunately there was no。

In the end, this Sanctuary Demon who was identified as worthless was directly annihilated by an angelic judge with a light sword, this is no way to do it, the contradiction between the two sides is irreconcilable at all, the attributes of the demon are too biased and evil, even if it is darkness, it is just pure energy, although in the eyes of mortals, darkness and evil energy are as terrifying, but in essence, darkness is just another kind of light, of course, light is also another kind of darkness, between the rotation of day and night, the darkness cannot disappear, otherwise would you be willing to live in a world where there is never a night？

But the evil energy is completely different, pure destruction, pure destruction, pure to the extreme of the aggregate of negative energy, this is the essence of evil energy, and as a life born in the evil energy, from the egg of the demon insect washed ashore by the river of evil energy, the demon is destined to his evil and crazy life, which is from the bones, from the blood, from the inside and outside of all demons are engraved traces.

Therefore, the gods will never leave a chance to live for a demon who has no use value, this is an absolute thing, there is no room for maneuver at all, so the will of the abyss will know that the chess piece sent by itself is destined to be sacrificed, because the opponent will not give a chance to live at all, even if you want to surrender, it will not work, just like people are destined not to be friends with the things in the sewers.

Of course, the gods have not given up on arresting, but those demons are all unruly, there is no system behind them, and it is basically difficult to be captured, of course, it is not that they all escaped the pursuit, but directly blew themselves up!

Of course, even if you barely catch it, you can't ask anything, after all, the low-level demons know too few things, it's really pitiful! There is not even much information about the abyss that the gods know now, so when the final large-scale liquidation of the demons is launched, they can only rely on those general things, but the demons are not stupid and begin to run around, and a large number of guerrilla troops are divided to start buying time for the main force, obviously the demons also have plans to make a big move.

Of course, the gods also discovered the demon's actions, after all, such an obvious means, it is obvious that the demon is planning something, but because of the lack of intelligence, the demon's troop configuration or something, the gods know it, but then it is not enough, if you can't find where the main force of the demon is, the gods can only passively accept it.

This is the difficulty of the enemy and the darkness, there is no way to preemptively, and the gods who can only passively accept the search began to increase the search at the same time, shrinking the main force.

And the demons used guerrillas to fight against the search forces of the gods, and at the same time, they constantly dispatched troops to give the gods a ruthless blow!

(Next is the copy-paste thing.,There's no way it's been really busy lately.,Give me some more time.,Resume normal updates soon)

Two of the guards were either too reckless or too stupid. In short, they are a little closer than others. From Blinin's point of view, what happened next is inevitably missing, but it is enough to see clearly.

The orc at the front poked the cage with his spear. In the blink of an eye, however, something grabbed his weapon, and the spear dragged along with the spear through the crack in the cloth.

At this moment, the second orc instinctively rushed to the rescue of his companion.

A large mass protruded from under the rags.

By the time the orc realized the danger, it was too late. He was grabbed from the pedals as if he had no weight. Before his comrades could reach out to pull him, the giant hand had already crushed the guard's body—flesh and bones, and even a piece of plate armor. Flying blood splattered the people behind them.

The giant hand threw away the orc's limp body and retracted into the cloth-covered cage. The screams of the first soldier were heard from inside, and it was clear that he had not been killed yet.

The orcs with thick spears and spears quickly rushed over, and Brinnin stepped forward to join them. Two guards rushed forward, but the captain knew it was too late.

The screams echoed through the Northland harbor, almost stopping him in his tracks. There was a terrible fear in the scream, and it sounded distracting. There are few things that can shake the will of orcs, let alone cause terror in their hearts. But having paid such a heavy price for captive, they can't help but be jealous.

A terrible squeeze brought the screaming to an abrupt end. Some sticky liquid splattered out, causing the orcs near the breach to take a few steps backwards. Immediately afterward, a foul stench permeated their nostrils.

"Spear! spear!" Brinnin roared as she walked forward. The captain looked up, and in the light of the torch he saw the cracks in the cloth and the crooked bars. The railings were forged so firmly that the great monster could pull it away only slightly, despite all its might. However, it was unfortunate enough for the two guards.

"Where's the powder?" Brining asked. But it wasn't specifically addressed to anyone.

Finally, another orc hurried forward, holding a sack the size of a fist. He covered his mouth and nose with a coarse cloth, and handed the same one to Brilinin. The captain tied it to his face with two ropes tied to the cloth, and this mask was nothing more than a precaution. The contents of the sack should not get into Brinnin's nose or mouth, but the pointless risk is worthless.

The captain wanted another orc to complete the task, but he picked up the bag with his own hands. In the nearby cage, the disgusting tearing sound continued.