Yang Long didn't know anything about the approaching strong enemy from afar. However, even if he knew that the danger was coming, Yang Long's heart was estimated that he would not change his plan, and he would still torture the beautiful woman in front of him cruelly without hurry.

Rose lay on her back on the wooden table in the bar with tears streaming down her face, her slender and toned body was bound by thick cloth bandages again and again, like the head of a mantis that had just been drenched in the pouring rain shook weakly, and her small mouth gagged by rags made an indiscernible whining sound, and the blood and sweat all over her body exuded a strong smell of blood.

The torture lasted for more than an hour, which made her nerves, which were not already tenacious, almost collapse, and the courage to make up her mind at the beginning and never reveal the slightest plan quickly passed away. However, Yang Long seemed to have made up his mind not to be disturbed, and after a while, he presciently blocked her mouth.

So Rose completely experienced a cruel and inhumane torture, and this torture was jokingly called the most ordinary and gentle by Yang Long. From the beginning of begging for mercy and making up a little prevarication, to later deciding to say everything, but in just over ten minutes, Rose completed her psychological transformation. Now this woman's mind is full of begging for death, and there is fear of the young man in front of her who was smiling from beginning to end when he was tortured. In her eyes, this human being is more cruel than the demon, and she doesn't care about anything but wants to be able to say everything and die happily.

"Whew, I'm so tired!" exhaled and put down the blood-stained flying knife, Yang Long pretended to wipe his forehead with the back of his hand, and looked at Rose who was already exhausted from the struggle with a smile: "Oops! This is really a physical job!"

Although he said so, in fact, Yang Long's breathing was not heavy, but the torture of less than an hour could not consume much of his physical strength. Looking at Rose with pleading in her frightened eyes, Yang Long even gently wiped the sweat off her face with a rag.

"You see the bandages are gone. Yang Long spread his hands and said with regret in his tone: "I can only use your clothes as a bandage for the time being." But you're not really going to say anything?"

"Mmmmmm Rose, who originally looked so weak that she only had one breath left, suddenly fluttered like a fish that had just been fished out of the water. At the same time, he let out an unknown whining sound while blinking at Yang Long.

"Why, I'm sorry. With a smile that looked quite gentle, he gently pulled the rag out of Rose's mouth. The smile on Yang Long's face suddenly disappeared all at once, and he said lightly with a killing intent that made the captives tremble: "You still have one more chance, if"

"Ho Ho" gasped twice, and after hearing Yang Long's words, Rose's face turned pale, and she quickly begged in a trembling voice: "I said I said everything, please don't do that again"

"Great! I'm listening. Yang Long was concise and to the point.

"Lord Marganis is a Dreadlord and Kamu and I have been sent to this city to cast the plague for almost 20 days" Rose's voice was very urgent, as if she was afraid that Yang Long would be dissatisfied and never have a chance to speak again: "That cross mark on the map is the destination of our assembly, if we don't receive a signal after fifteen days, we will drive all the undead creatures in the city there Stratholme." ”

"Undead creatures?moving corpses?" Yang Long thought of the so-called Maoshan Taoist priests in his previous life, and felt extremely weird: "The plague will make humans become undead creatures?"

"Yes, after being infected with the plague, the human body will quickly transform into an undead creature The stronger the professional, the stronger the undead creature will be" Speaking of this, Rose stopped, looked at Yang Long fixedly, and said: "My lord, you will kill me in a while, right?"

looked at Rose, whose eyes were filled with tears in an instant, and her pitiful appearance couldn't hide the occasional flash of hatred. Even after suffering so much, Rose still felt that her capture was an accident, and deep down she just regarded Yang Long as a ruthless little boy.

This woman of the Cult of the Cursed God had no idea that beneath her young exterior was a weathered soul. Yang Long sneered disdainfully in his heart, but a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he raised his hand and gently touched the only pretty face on Rose's body that was not stabbed.

"Although I was more cruel to you just now, it didn't hurt the roots, and I avoided the main blood vessels and nerves in your body. Yang Long showed a hint of possessiveness appropriately, allowing Rose to see it and deliberately hide it at the same time: "If you are obedient, I will not kill you, but you don't want to leave, you have to go with me!"

"I do, my lord, I am willing to go with you, even if it is to become your slave, please don't kill me, woo" Rose said eagerly, subconsciously wanting to raise her hand but causing a sharp pain, and finally could only rub her face against Yang Long's palm.

"Uh-huh? That's good. Showing a happy smile and casually patting the female captive's head as a reward, Yang Long immediately returned to the topic: "Do you have anything else to say about the plague?"

"Yes, master. The pain in her body weakened Rose's ability to discern, and her eyes revealed joy that she couldn't hide, and she quickly entered the state and changed her title: "In fact, the stronger the profession, the stronger the resistance to the plague, unless there is no resistance to continue to be infected or die, otherwise it is almost impossible for a high-level strong person to be infected by the plague and become an undead creature." Also, paladins who believe in the Holy Light are also"

"Where is our city now, and how is the route to Stratholme?" Suddenly interrupting Rose's narration, Yang Long interjected and asked, based on the information obtained in this short period of time, Yang Long quickly revised his expedition plan.

"This city is called, in fact, it's a magic map, master. This time, instead of Rose answering the question in a step-by-step manner, she replied, "I can mark the route from here to Stratholme." ”

"Finally showing your tail?"

Yang Long sneered in his heart, but he still cooperated with a surprised expression: "Oh?