"I don't want to say it......" Looking at the blood-stained snowfield orc old captive in front of him, the Elf King snorted coldly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Without waiting for the old captive to reply, the shadow suddenly pulled out his short dagger from the waist on the right side of the old captive, and stabbed it into the old captive's left waist eye with a "po......of", and this time, the old captive's two kidneys were pierced, and in the future, even if he wanted to sell the kidney, he couldn't sell it.

After a scream of "Ah......", blood foamed from the old captive's mouth again, however, after the scream, the old captive opened his mouth again and laughed wildly: "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha......"

"Hmph......" After knowing that he couldn't pry open the mouth of the old captive in front of him with a ruthless move, the Elf King raised his eyes to look at the shadow, and gently snuggled his mouth at the other two captives who were still fainting.

The dark shadow, who understood the elven king's intentions, pulled the dagger out of the old captive's left waist eye with a "po......of", and then, he shook the blood on the dagger, and then, under the old captive's gaze, the dark shadow slowly walked to the side of the two captives.

After smiling cruelly at the old captive, Shadow glanced at the Guards soldier beside him, and after the Praetorian Guard soldier grabbed the hair and dragged one of the fainting young captives up, Shadow put a dagger on the young captive's neck in front of the old captive, and then, with a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, he decisively cut the young captive's neck.

With the surging blood column like a waterfall, the young captive who had fainted was woken up in pain, but with all the bones in his body broken, he couldn't raise his hand to cover his neck at all, and could only look at the blood column that continued to spurt out from his neck with fear, and after less than thirty seconds, the prisoner whose neck was cut, the light of life in his eyes dissipated, and his body completely softened.

After raising his hand to signal the Guards in front of him to let go of the dead man, the Shadow hinted that he would pull another one up, and when the Guards soldier pulled another fainting young captive, the Shadow put the dagger on his neck again, as if he was about to bleed again.

"Wait...... I said...... "Maybe I don't want to watch my friends being tortured and killed in front of me, and the old captives compromised."

"If you had said that earlier, there would have been no death!" the Elf King squinted at the old captive and snorted coldly, and after snorting, the Elf King gestured towards the shadow again.

After receiving the Elven King's gesture, Shadow took the dagger from the young captive's neck, but suddenly, with a wave of his hand, he instantly severed the young captive's right arm.

With another scream of "......", the fainting young captive woke up in pain, and as soon as he was awakened, he saw the companion whose throat had been cut, and in an instant, his miserable howl became a cry for his companion and a curse for the elven king.

With a "bang ......", the shadow punched the head of the young captive who was scolding loudly, and in an instant, the young captive was knocked unconscious again, and the position of the punch on his head by the shadow bulged up a sandbag-sized blood blister.

"You'd better answer our question quickly," after getting rid of the young captive, the shadow turned around and glanced at the old captive, warning him: "I have already cut off his arm, you see this bleeding, it is estimated that he will bleed to death in less than half an hour, you better give us an answer in half an hour, in that case, we will save him, otherwise ......"

"Hey......" The old captive of the snowfield orcs sighed after glancing sadly at the colleague whose blood bubbles were getting bigger and bigger, "You won't let us live, even if I say it, you will kill him, of course, I will also be killed......"

"Smart ......" After sneering, the Shadow raised his hand and slashed off the head of the young captive with blood blisters on his head, and then, in a cold voice, said to the old captive: "Now, we only have you as a prisoner in our hands, you can't die even if you want to, if you continue to resist, then, we will let you understand what it is to survive and not to die!"

"Hmph...... Hmph......" After snorting miserably, the old captive, whose face was covered with blood, raised his eyes and glanced at the shadows, and replied, "Why bother, I will tell you all the things you want to know, these things are not secrets!"

"Since it's not a secret, then you can make it clear, anyway, you have already decided to say it, don't leave regrets before you die!" The Elf King snorted coldly, turned around and walked to the front of the throne on the steps, and after shaking off the cloak behind his back, he sat down in a dashing manner.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha......" After listening to the elven king's cruel words, the old captive laughed wildly again, and shook his head and sighed while laughing: "The elf king is worthy of being the elf king, it is really ruthless enough, no wonder the elf clan has fallen to such a point......

There was a crisp sound of "pop ......", and the Guards soldier who was dragging the old prisoner's hair slapped the old prisoner hard, and scolded him: "Old immortal, let it go if you have a fart, don't talk nonsense, chew your tongue again, I will cut your tongue, and in the future, you don't have to open your mouth again......"

After a mouthful ......of blood foam, the old captive was still laughing, and when he laughed, he had a creepy expression on his face.

"Soon, the fire of my life is about to burn out, I have done what I should have done, and now, I have one last thing to do......" the old captive said inexplicably.

"You are all so virtuous, what else can you do, do you still want to assassinate me......" The elf king sneered and glanced at the old captive, sarcastically sneering.

"The last thing I can do is to tell you what He is doing, as His Highness Downs instructs, the time is just ......right," the old captive replied to the Elven King with a smirk.

"What do you mean?" The Elven King, who had heard a little conspiracy from the old captive's words, stood up from his throne again and walked slowly to the old captive, "Did the rebel son of Downs send you to raid the Imperial City just to tell me something?"

"Yes and no," the old captive, who was about to burp, finally stopped going around the bend, and told the Elven King clearly: "The purpose of our raid on the Imperial City is only to attract the attention of the Guards, so that you will be overwhelmed, and at the same time, delay the ...... time."

"Procrastination...... Could it be ......," the Elf King asked the old captive in a cold voice.

"That's right, you guessed right, when the whole city of the Guards rounded up our small force, our main force had already sneaked over, and soon, the Elemental City would belong to His Highness Downs!" The old captive yelled sickly: "I didn't expect that before I died, I could delay a little longer, His Highness Downs told us that if any of us were caught, that person could tell you all the truth, and at the same time, he also instructed us to convey one thing to you, that is, he came......"

After saying that, the old captive shook his body violently, and the broken ribs instantly pierced his heart and pierced his chest, and he died resolutely, leaving only the elf king who was still full of questions, but didn't know who to ask......