Bolted!

Even at the expense of a lot of physical strength, Scott and the three gladiatorial kings all unleashed their own combat skills to increase their travel speed.

Scott had met Maxwell not long ago and knew how weak the marshal was, while Liam Greymane had lived in the Blackstone Abyss for a long time and knew the cruelty of the Blackstone Abyss.

Although there is a wall of separation, the inquisitor Gstahn has no authority to govern Gliston's territory, but the **** reverberates from the passage, reminding everyone how cruel and ruthless this inquisitor is.

"Cry, howl!"

"Maxwell, you're the only one in this prison who hasn't cried!"

"It makes my screaming symphony seem imperfect, it's angry, it's crying, it's longing for your cry to be its most beautiful harmony. ”

"So, hit me hard! until he opens his mouth!"

In the interrogation room, Gstaon stood high on his throne, cocked the slender ****, and let the gorgeous silk robe slide down gracefully, but her mouth was full of vicious language that was completely inconsistent with her figure.

There are countless prisoners in the entire Black Stone Abyss Prison, and there are constantly prisoners who have been caught by the Black Iron Dwarves and convicted of crimes. But in a prison as large as a small city, Maxwell was the only one who had completely withstood all of Gstaon's torture without a single howl.

This made Gstaon feel quite shameless, after all, as the supreme ruler of this prison, Gstaon was extremely enthusiastic about his work, although he indulged in a superior quality of life.

This seriousness in her work made her finally put down all the torture work in her hands today, and specially brought Maxwell here, vowing to make Maxwell her defeated.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

After the cowhide wrapped whip was soaked in salt water, it was like a thousand steel needles piercing the **, and under the irrepressible pain, Maxwell squinted his eyes, bit his lip slightly, and endured it silently.

After more than ten years in prison, he has become accustomed to this whipping basically once every three days, but the time of this interrogation is a little short, and the wound that has not yet scarred last time was immediately whipped and blurred into a net.

"Whew, whew, whew!"

Without any language of interrogation, flogging is the appetizer of the day, and it is not even on the table.

"Maxwell, did you find out?"

"Today, only the guest of honor came to my living room!"

"So, please enjoy the super VIP to the fullest. ”

Standing up from the throne elegantly, the silky long skirt covered the ****, but it revealed a large piece of white greasy at the neckline. Whether it is a black iron dwarf or a human, although the aesthetic concept is very different, there are similarities in the perception of beauty and charm.

With the surging Adam's apple and slightly clasped legs of countless black iron jailers, Gstaen smiled as he came to the lava-infused furnace.

Underground in the Blackstone Abyss, lava is everywhere, and even furnaces that would have been lit with coal and wood only need to be used as fuel by taking a spoonful of the lava river on the outskirts of the prison.

The slender arm held the **** outside, the iron handle that was already a little red, Gstaon used a slight force, and had already taken out a whole piece of steel that had been scalded into bright red by magma like a horse's hoof, and then walked slowly towards Marshal Maxwell.

She didn't worry that the crimson handle would burn her jade hand, and although she was addicted to luxury, she still had the power of the heroic high-level, and she was the strongest in the prison except for a few, such as the Burning Stone Elemental Lokauer.

"Ah——!h

There is no question and answer, and there is no mercy, today, Gstaon interrogated Maxwell and did not expect to get any news from his mouth, after all, Maxwell has been in prison for more than ten years, if the opening has already been pried open and confided in completely, at this moment, she just wants to hear Maxwell's screams and satisfy her twisted wishes.

Burning!

A single piece of red-hot steel is removed from the furnace and immediately attached to the prisoner's flat skin, and the heat of the steel will immediately roast the flesh and skin of the solid parts, and then continue to heat it until it finally turns into a piece of charcoal.

In this process, the nerves will continue to transmit the feeling of imminent death into the brain, so that the brain is always in the pain of being torn by high temperatures**, which is even in the top ten punishments in the Black Stone Abyss Prison!

"Huh~!"

The green smoke of burning muscles curled up where the steel touched Maxwell's chest, and then turned into overburned black smoke, and Maxwell's teeth clenched slightly as he bit his lip, and a trace of blood had oozed down slightly.

Although the burning was painful, for the old prisoner Maxwell, although it was not a daily occurrence, it was not a rare taste in his life, at least, there were always two or three times a year.

If it weren't for Maxwell's original strength that had reached the state of the Legendary Initial Extreme Body, he would not have been able to survive such years of injuries and punishments, but although his body still had some recovery ability, his true strength was sealed by the Black Iron Council and the ruler of Dark Furnace City, Emperor Thorison, and he could not be used at all.

"It seems that the burning has no effect on you anymore. ”

"However, today is still a long time, and we will have a lot of time to do a lot of interesting things!"

"You're right, my darling!"

Throwing the soldering iron on the ground casually, smashing a slight spark, Gstaon's jade hand brushed Maxwell's face, and then rubbed his girl-like face against Maxwell's pale yellow beard, and even stretched out his thin tongue to lick the wound that was swept away by the whipping and oozing blood.

Evil and seductive!

"Gollum!"

There were a few snorting sounds in the interrogation room, the male instincts of several black iron jailers who couldn't bear the charm, and Gstaon didn't even have to look back to know who it was.

However, it didn't matter, the slender right hand was slightly bent, and it had reached behind him to grasp the collar of the silk robe, and with a sudden wave, Gstaon was already dressed in a hot outfit, wearing transparent and colorless leather gloves in front of Maxwell.

"Gollum!"

There were a few more saliva.

This time, however, it was not because of Gstaon's more seductive and concave figure than when he was dressed in silk robes, but because he was frightened until his face turned pale, and the male symbol shrank to the smallest fear.

Because this dressed Gstahn is the real Gstaon, the short sheer fabric on her body that is so black that it seems to be able to suck your eyes into comes from the prisoner's hair, the high heels under her feet come from the hooves of the minotaur, and the leather gloves with transparent clothes in her hands are the skin of a legendary human who was tortured to death by Gritahn in the Black Rock Abyss Prison!

And at this moment, Gstahn is like the brightest star on the stage, she twists her waist and sways in the interrogation room, as if walking in her own castle!

。。。。。。

The structure of the interrogation chamber follows the main structure of the Blackstone Abyss Prison, which is located in a long corridor with a red lava river at the end, and the entrance to the prison is leaning against a large rock, and all the prison rooms are excavated along the rock walls on both sides of the tunnel and then fitted with iron doors.

The interrogation room was excavated by the Black Iron Dwarves from the huge rock, and on the outside was the living quarters of the second row of jailers, then the interrogation room, and then the living quarters of Gstaon.

So to enter the interrogation room, you need to cross most of the Blackstone Abyss Prison, and the room of a Marshal Maxwell, located at the end of the corridor, almost rubbing the river of magma, is one of the worst cells in the worst conditions.

"Lokauer, how much longer!"

"It's ahead!"

He had been running for more than ten minutes, and if he had already crossed a long distance of several kilometers at the speed of a legendary-level extreme powerhouse, he was still in front of him with monotonous torches and shadows swaying under the torches, which made Scott a little anxious, and he couldn't help but wonder that he was leading the way in front of him with the stunned elemental inquiry.

The latter's rock-like sound comforted Scott, who was disgusted with the Molten Heart and the Lord of Flames, and had already regarded Maxwell as a very good friend, and he didn't want anything to happen to Maxwell.

As soon as the light dimmed ahead, Lokauer's figure disappeared around the corner, and Scott and the remaining three gladiatorial kings followed. And around the corner, the four immediately saw a huge rock.

Encountering a large rock in the Underworld is not easy to distinguish between them, as the entire area is made up of rocks, but the black and white dividing line on the walls makes it clear to everyone else that it is a single entity.

"Inside is the interrogation room. ”

"The interrogation room is built in a separate rock, with four rows, the outer two rows are the living quarters of the Black Iron Dwarven Jailer, the third floor is the interrogation room, and the fourth floor is the inquisitor's living quarters. ”

"This Inquisitor is Gstahn, a human!"

Lokauer's introduction was still echoing in the air, and the four of Scott had already sold their feet, and rushed into the tunnel carved out of the white boulder without stopping.

"Ah~!"

Of course, the four legendary powerhouses were not something that could be stopped by a mere black iron jailer, but in just a few minutes, the four of Scott passed through the corridor and came to the interrogation room.

What catches your eye is incense. A glamorous and brutal scene.

A dressed in violence. Lu's human beauty was wielding the torture instrument in her hand to inflict painful damage on the emaciated old man who was bound to the torture bracket, still smiling coquettishly.

"Stop!"

Before Scott could speak again, Liam Greymayne had already pounced and forced Gstaon back, and Scott immediately stepped forward, slashed his palms into a knife, cut off the torture device holder, and held Maxwell in his arms.

"Sure enough, you didn't disappoint me!"

"In the meantime, it's a pleasure to meet you, Prince Liam Greymane!"

Apparently, although Liam Greymane did not know Marshal Maxwell, Field Marshal Maxwell was always watching him, and even knew about his human identity hidden under his werewolf appearance. At the same time, because of his advice to Scotter, Scotter has fully recovered his health at this moment, which makes Scott full of gratitude.

"Damn! Damn! Damn!"

"Just a little bit, my screaming symphony is complete!"

"He can't hold it anymore, and he'll scream at will!"

Opposite Liam Greymane, the sensual Gerstahn angrily threw the torture instrument in his hand to the ground, casually drew the long whip from his waist, and let out a scream of rage.

In the past few years, she has used no less than a dozen torture instruments, which are also aimed at the sensitive zone of pain in different parts of the body, although Maxwell bit his lips to the point of bleeding, but still did not let out a scream.

"But when you're here, let him scream!"

"It's weird!"

Holding Maxwell, Scott looked at the beauty across from him and frowned.

He could sense that the strength of the beauty on the other side was basically at the advanced level of the hero level, and he could enter the legend with only one kick at the door, and it was impossible not to feel the breath of the legend with such strength.

But standing in front of Gstahn at this moment are four legends, and they are not novices who have just entered the legend, but veteran powerhouses who have been fighting in the Order Arena for more than ten years, even if it is Scott, although his combat experience is not as rich as Liam Greymane and Gorosh and others, but in terms of combat power and combat skills, it is a well-deserved first, and Gstaon has not flinched.

There's something wrong with that!

Without speaking, Scott's eyes trembled slightly, and swept the eyes of Prince Liam Greymane looking back, and the werewolf prince, who had established a tacit understanding with Scott, immediately pounced forward, he shook his arm slightly, and had already thrown off the bandage that had been entangled, and then showed his claws.

The powerful regeneration ability has reborn Liam Greymane's arm in this short period of time, although it is still a little jerky and not as flexible as the old arm, but it still does not prevent Prince Liam Greymane from using his combat skills!

Bloody slaughter!

The sharp claws streaked through the blood-colored trail in the air, falling on the white skin of the beauty opposite, and such a disparity made even the orc Gao Rosh shake his head a little unbearably.

But in this moment, a change is abrupt!

"Ah————!h

Gstaon opened her cherry mouth and suddenly burst out with a very high dolphin-like sound, and then the air around her body suddenly fluctuated, and the blood-colored energy brought by Liam Greymane's claws disappeared after a short distance before it could touch Gstaon's body.

Maybe Liam Greymayne couldn't see what was happening.

But farther away, Scott and Gorosh, as well as Oksol, saw a strange human form looming from the fluctuating air around Gstaon's body!

Scott also saw Gstaon pull out a small purple badge from his shirt that was so short that it barely covered his chest! )

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