Chapter 712: Rat Punishment in the Tower of Pain

"Is this the Tower of Pain?"

Looking up at the black tower in front of him, which was covered with spikes, Rogge asked Elizabeth beside him softly, the vampire princess nodded slightly with a solemn face, even she had never entered this place in person, she still remembered that every time her father came out of the tower, there was a palpitating expression on his face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"The master here is Deir, the Lord of Pain," after composing herself, Elizabeth turned back to Rogge and said, "He is the most cruel demon king in the Cursed Lands, and even his sister Antarya does not want to come here, do you remember the abyssal demons in the succubus' lair?"

Rogge, Catherine, and Shirley nodded in unison, only to hear Elizabeth sneer softly: "If you think that the victims of the Abyss Demon are miserable, then you are very wrong, compared to the torturers in the Tower of Pain, they have died very comfortably. ā€

"It seems that this place is not suitable for two little girls to enter. Rog looked back at Catherine, who had an uneasy expression, and said while touching Shirley's head with his hand.

"Actually, I don't want to go in either. Elizabeth stared at Rogge and replied, Rogge looked back at her in surprise, and asked for a moment, "Do you mean that I should go in by myself?"

"I guess that's what the girls think. Elizabeth shrugged her shoulders and looked back at Shirley and Catherine, who were standing in front of the gate of the Tower of Pain, and could already hear a terrible scream coming from the tower, and their faces could not help but show panic.

"In that case, then that's the only way, who let me take over this job in front of Antonio?" Rogge smiled self-deprecatingly, looked back at the little furball on his shoulder and asked, "Do you want to stay with the little bad bird?"

"How long are you going to talk here!" said the little furball with an impatient yawn, "Ever since the two big stupid demons guarding the door lay down, you've been talking nonsense here, so boring!"

"Ah, it looks like the little villain thinks there's nothing scarier than her! Rogge beckoned to the girls, strode forward and pushed open the black stone door and entered the tower.

Seeing Rogge's figure disappear and listening to the screams in her ears, Catherine couldn't help but feel more and more flustered, she groaned a little or trotted all the way into the tower, and Shirley, who was left, looked up at her sister uneasily, and said timidly: "Sister, let's go find Dabai, I don't want to stay here." ā€

Elizabeth looked down at her sister's panicked appearance, sighed helplessly, took her hand and walked quickly into the tower.

Inside the first door of the Tower of Pain, the dark corridor was empty, Rogge lit a cigar, looked at the blood-covered walls on both sides of the corridor, and suddenly heard the little furball on his shoulder say excitedly: "Bad wolf, there are little mice here, I smell the little mouse!"

"You might as well let the little mice live in such a hellish place go. Rogge put the cigar in the corner of his mouth and said nonchalantly, but the little furball refused to stop, sniffing the smell in the air and saying, "There are so many little mice here, I smell a lot, there are a lot of them!"

"Ah, do you mean that these demons are here to stew rats and eat them? Rogge smiled mockingly and looked at the corridor on the left and right, pointed to the corridor on the right and said, "It's this way, let's go over and have a look." ā€

He took the little furball and followed the smell of rats to the circular corridor on the right, and after a big circle, the two stopped in front of a bloodstained door, only to hear a terrible scream from inside, Rogge and the little furball silently exchanged glances, Rogge made a "shhh" gesture to her, and carefully stepped forward to push the door open a crack.

Inside the door was a round room covered in blood, and in the room were large wooden barrels, each with a person bound to a barrel with chains on one side, and a pile of flames under the barrels, which scorched the barrels and made a "thump" sound inside.

"Bad wolf, I smell a little mouse in the barrel!" the little furball whispered to Rogge, staring at the barrel closest to them.

"What the hell are these guys doing?" Rogge looked around the room in surprise when he heard the door open from one side of the room, and several half-human-tall little demons dragged an exhausted human inside.

When the body fell to the ground, Rogge noticed that a large hole had been opened in the abdomen of the corpse, and the wound was blurred with blood, as if it had been gnawed by a wild beast.

The little demons tied the newly dragged man to the barrel in place of the corpse, then opened the lid of the barrel and poured a swarm of live rats into it, then closed the lid and turned around and dragged the corpse away laughing.

"Bad wolf, what the hell are they doing?" the little furball asked Rog blankly, Rogge squinted his eyes and muttered for a moment, hearing the man let out a scream, he got up and pushed the door in, and while vigilantly observing the surrounding movements, he walked over to the screaming man, unchained him and put him down.

The man had already had many bloody wounds in his abdomen, and there was a circular hole on the side of the barrel that fit his body, and many rats were scrambling to drill out from the inside, and the small furball volleyed down to grab a fat and large rat and fall back onto Rog's shoulder.

"What fat little mice, it looks like they're eating well here!" said the little furball, looking down at the big mouse under its paws.

"Of course, they're eaten 24 hours a day. Rogge put the dead man in his arms to the ground, looked up and said, "Those little devils put the rats in the barrel, heat the barrel with fire to stimulate the rats, let them eat the human body and escape from the barrel, and the person will suffer great pain and die slowly, this is called rat punishment." ā€

"You can use the little mouse to do such a cruel thing!" the little furball screamed indignantly, let go of the big mouse under its paws, let it jump to the ground and run away, and then said to Rogge: "Bad wolf, let's go kill those bad guys, and don't let them use the little mouse to harm people!"

"Of course, my dear," said Rogge, standing up and looking at the door from which the little demons had departed, "but we must first find out how many living people they have in their hands, and find out where they are. ā€

He took the little furball and stepped over the bloody and scurrying rats, came to the door and carefully opened the door a crack, through the crack in the door, he saw that there was still a dark corridor outside, he silently opened the door and was about to step out, a little devil suddenly appeared in the doorway.

Looking at each other, the little devil looked at the man in black who suddenly appeared in front of him dumbfounded, and before it could react, Rogge grabbed the small wings behind it and lifted it up, and the winged light blade cut its throat and threw it into the house casually.

The corpse of the little devil that was thrown on the ground was immediately surrounded by rats scurrying all over the ground and kept biting, Rogge and Little Furball looked at the corpse of the little devil that was torn apart in a blink of an eye, couldn't help frowning and looking at each other, and gently closed the door of the room.

The two of them walked in the direction where the little devil had just appeared, tracking the smell left by the little devil in the air as they walked, and suddenly, a gunshot rang out in the corridor in front of them, and the little furball immediately shouted with concern: "Bad wolf, it's a stupid girl!"

"I should have known that kid wasn't going to stay out there honestly, so I caught the little villain. As he spoke, Rogge's feet suddenly accelerated, leaving a black afterimage in the hallway, rushing in the direction where the gunshots came.

Several corpses of the little devil suddenly appeared in the corridor ahead, Rog stopped on his feet, carefully stepped forward to inspect the injuries of the little devil, and found that they all had a bloody hole in their heads, he stepped over the corpses along the way to a half-open door, and looked inside carefully, only to see many prisoners tied to the shelves by the wall.

Rogge stood in the doorway and looked into the room for a moment, but did not see Catherine, he stepped into the room, and suddenly slammed the door with his hand, and the half-open door was pressed against the wall, and there was an exclamation from behind the door, and then someone slammed the door open and put a shiny silver gun on his head.

"Hiding behind a door is not a good idea, it can only trick newbies. Rogge gently pushed away the silver gun against his head with his hand, and Catherine, who was standing opposite him, had a palpitating expression on her face, she put away the silver gun breathlessly, and said with a little relief: "I thought my gunfire attracted some monster." ā€

"You're right. Rog raised an eyebrow at her, and turned to step into the room to look at the people tied to the shelves, most of them covered in bruises and dying, but a few of them were neatly dressed and didn't seem to have been tortured.

"Hey, who are you and why did you get caught here?" asked Rog as he stopped in front of a man who seemed to be quite sane, looking up at his frightened face.

"I'm just a lumberjack," the man replied in a trembling voice, "I was caught here by a couple of monsters while I was logging at the border, I don't know what they're going to do, please save me!"

"It's pretty much what I thought. Rog calmly said to Catherine, who stepped forward, "Most of these people should be civilians from Erus near the border of the Cursed Lands, and they were caught here because they strayed into the demon's territory or were discovered by the demon, just like those in the succubus' lair." ā€

"We have to save them. Catherine looked at the criing lumberjack with pity, remembering that her father was also a lumberjack, and she reached out to untie the chains on his body, when Rog suddenly pressed her hand down on her.

"Something's coming, come with me. Rogra took Catherine's hand and turned and stepped into the shadows in the corner of the room.

A moment later, a tall figure appeared at the door of the room, poking a hideous face with demonic horns into the room, he glanced at the empty room, and walked in with heavy steps, looking at the man tied to the shelf with suspicious eyes.

"Did you find anything?" a demon butcher with a similar appearance appeared at the door with a huge meat chopping knife on his back, and the butcher who came in first sniffed the smell of the room and said in a rough voice, "I smell the smell of humans." ā€

"It's full of humans, and the smell of humans is normal. The butcher in the back was still standing in the doorway, looking left and right at the corridors on both sides and said, "Why don't we go outside and look for it, maybe the guys who killed the little devil have already escaped?"

"Wait a minute, let me confirm. The demon butcher in front of him said as he removed the meat cleaver from behind his back and walked towards the darkest corner of the room, while the meat chopper in his hand was raised high and slashed at the shadow.