Chapter 167: Grievances
Andrew, who heard the voice, trembled his arm, and the framed picture frame slipped from his hand and shattered to the ground.
He turned away a little stiffly, and then looked at the graceful figure in front of him in disbelief.
A girl with a ponytail, only seventeen or eighteen years old, disheveled, with big watery eyes full of despair.
She was covered in bruises, the corners of her mouth were still bloodshot, and her small mouth twitched and said, "Father...... Why don't you save me. ”
"I ......" Andrew felt some astringency at the corners of his mouth, and the original two lines of tears had slipped down at some point.
"I'm in pain, you know. The girl's eyes were wide and innocent, but she seemed to be torturing the father's conscience.
"It's me who is useless!" Andrew's face gradually distorted, as if he was in a demon, and became more and more out of control: "It's me who is useless, the Liszt family is a wealthy family in the republic, I can only watch them take you away, I am a waste!"
The middle-aged man suddenly knelt down at this moment, crawled towards the girl step by step on his knees, and said as if he was enchanted: "Child, I swore that I would definitely help you take revenge, even if I sacrifice my soul to the evil gods and devils!"
Andrew had completely fallen into it at the moment, and he didn't even notice that there were many more pink air masses in all directions.
His face became more and more distorted and hideous: "Whoever is willing to give me strength is my master." It was the Republic that abandoned me first, so don't blame me for betraying them!"
"My son, my Lord has given me plenty of strength now. I took the guy who took you in the first place, and then transformed his body. ”
"I turned him into a woman, and then I made him taste what kind of pain it was. ”
"One year...... Two years...... Three-year ...... More than ten years. Andrew said to himself: "I will always torture him to make him understand what life is better than death." “
"Those who have hurt you, I will hurt him in the same way!" The man's emotions were out of control at this moment.
"My child. The man finally crawled to the little girl's feet, hugged her with tears on his face, and seemed to want to say something.
But the next moment, the girl in his arms suddenly changed her face, and changed to the appearance of the woman in the dungeon before.
"Your daughter...... Hahaha, it tastes good, I'm very comfortable, sir. The woman's face was vicious, but it was a man's voice.
Andrew's face changed wildly, and his emotions, which had been out of control, seemed to have been hit hard by something at this moment.
For a moment, his head was like a bucket of paste, and he couldn't turn a little.
He didn't notice that a dark shadow had appeared behind him.
Then there was a loud shaking sound in the room.
......
Bang bang bang.
Outside the door, the old butler, who heard the movement, came over, knocked respectfully on the door, and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. A majestic voice came from inside the room, and silence returned.
The old butler nodded, and without thinking too much, he left directly.
Inside the room, a corpse fell to the ground upright, and several flames on its body had not been extinguished, and it was a mess in all directions.
The hot air raged and the flames burned.
Sigur returned to his normal form, then glanced coldly at the corpse on the ground, and said suspiciously: "It's really strange, this person's strength has indeed reached the first level, but whether his strength is still mental, he is a little low-end, and he was so easily confused by my illusion." ”
The scene that just happened was naturally the illusion created by Sigur after using the amplification of the magic stone.
By now, Sigurg's Phantom Stones had all been depleted, and there was no trace of inventory.
In this illusion, Sieg also innovatively added some devil's emotional air masses. It's the pink air mass that the Hell Merchant used to stimulate Sigurd.
After devouring and fusing the devil, Sigur naturally also possessed this ability.
This pink air mass can maximize the stimulation of people's primitive emotions and pry the hidden memories in people's hearts.
Of course, Sigurt has only mastered a little bit of this kind of emotional stimulation, far less than the real devil.
Andrew's body fell to the ground in some misery, his face was also charred, and his suit was full of holes.
With the unexpected sneak attack, Sieg took down the first-level sorcerer with little effort, and completed his contract task ahead of schedule.
Since the last time the atavistic bloodline was in danger of losing control of his emotions, Sigurt is now trying his best to avoid the atavistic binge again. After all, if one carelessly lets his irritable emotions erode his reason, Sigur will be completely finished, and from then on he will become a beast that only knows how to kill, and he can't change it back if he wants to.
"The contract requires me to hold this person back, but now it's good, I've overfulfilled the task ahead of schedule. Sieg shook his head and said to himself.
He went to the ground, picked up the fallen frame, and pulled out the picture inside.
The girl's smile in the photo is still bright and innocent.
This girl is Andrew's daughter, and it seems to be his biggest weakness and biggest demon.
According to what Sig learned in the dungeon, the girl was originally taken by a gentleman of the Liszt family in the Republic of the Giant Eagle. This dude is a playboy who snatched his daughter directly from Andrew.
A few days later, the Liszt family returned their daughter's body to Andrew.
At this time, the innocent and splendid girl had turned into a cold corpse, her body was in a mess, and her clothes were in tatters.
Andrew was only a senior apprentice at the time, so naturally he couldn't compete with the young master of the Liszt family, so he could only accept the reality in humiliation.
But as the saying goes, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi.
Just half a year ago, when the revolutionary tide broke out, this Andrew seemed to have an adventure, and he actually broke through the shackles of the bloodline and was promoted to a first-level magician.
With great strength, Andrew began his own revenge.
The father, who lost his daughter, found the culprit at the beginning, and directly captured the young master Liszt and imprisoned him.
In order to let this young master know what it was like to be humiliated, Andrew directly used the power of occultism to successfully transform Young Master Liszt, and then wantonly insulted him.
Just as this young girl did with his daughter, Andrew did the same with him.
That's right.
The poor woman in the dungeon was none other than Young Master Liszt, who had been imprisoned by Andrew for half a year.
To tell the truth, when Sigurt knew the truth, his heart seemed to be galloping through at that moment.
He could only tell himself secretly that the world was full of wonders. The forest is big, and all kinds of strange perverts exist......
This is the unique anger of a father.
This young master has already become half-crazy and half-crazy at this moment, and life is better than death.
After Sieg took out the other party's information, a flame sent him to the underworld, and then set up an illusion in the room to wait for the rabbit.
The death of his daughter has always been Andrew's biggest demon, when he saw his daughter who came back from the dead in the illusion, Andrew did not doubt the authenticity for the first time, but was carried away by the sudden joy, which was successfully attacked by Sige.
"Emotions are indeed the worst enemy of reason. Sieg shook his head, and then another blaze of flames wiped Andrew's body out of the way.
This person's bloodline and Sigurt are not on the right path, and there is no value in extracting fusion.
"But then again, even though this man is a first-level magician, I always feel that he is a little too weak......" Sieg was a little confused.
According to Sieg's previous plan, it should take a little trouble for him to kill this Andrew. But I didn't expect it to be so easy this time.
"This man...... The weak one doesn't look like a first-level sorcerer at all. Sieg frowned slightly.
At this time, a 'snapping' sound sounded. It's as if the flames have burned something foreign.