Looking at the eyeballs, tongue, teeth, and ears in the bottle, Eric felt his heart tugg. These organs all have one thing in common: it's easy to see that they come from a child.

It's hard for Eric to imagine what kind of torture these children who are as cute and lively as Emily are?

The table was covered in black hair and blood, and there was a bottle with a small tongue and a book with a strange cover, not very thick.

Next to the book were bloodstained pieces of paper and a quill pen.

Eric took the paper in his hand and looked at it, and found that it was a personal account of how excited and excited he felt when he tortured the little girls.

"Bang!"

A stream of flames erupted from Eric's hand, and the paper burned to ashes. Then, Eric picked up the book, which was not thick.

On the cover of the book, there is a pattern of bones, and in the middle of the pattern is a child's face with hollow eyes and blood. At the top, in wizard language, it reads: The Making of Corpse Golems.

Eric opened the book and flipped through the pages to describe how to gouge out the eyes of a living little girl, gouge out... Finally, it will be placed in the Iron Maiden...

Let these little girls suffer unimaginable pain, make them hateful, resentful, wail. Finally, they were placed in a special magic circle to whip their souls, and ......

Eric didn't see the end, so he ran to the side: "Vomit... Vomit...".

The torture described in the book doesn't make Eric do this, but when it was all applied to a little girl, Eric became so disgusted by it that he finally vomited.

"Evil wizard! Hehe, I didn't expect such a person to exist among wizards! This is already the existence of a lost human name!" Thinking of this, Eric felt that Rice and the wizard who was buried in the administrative hall had died too happily.

Little did Eric know at this point that his heart would become more determined.

Eric let out a sneer and continued to watch, deciding that he would use it on these "evil wizards" if he had the chance in the future.

In the dark of night, in the town of Laika, after Eric, another figure came in the direction of Rice's house. The movements of the figure lurking all the way are obviously more clever and professional than Eric.

As soon as the figure came to the door of Rice's house, the figure quickly took out two crowbars from his body, and then skillfully inserted the crowbars into the keyhole, and after a few gentle turns, the door was opened.

Rice's door was invaded twice overnight, but the lock was still intact.

The time it took for the figure to flash into the house and reclose the door was so short that the patrolling vigilantes thought something was wrong with their ears.

"What's going on? Why do you keep having strange noises tonight?"

"What's the strange noise? It's either a wild cat in heat or a human in heat! Don't make a fuss, if there's something, we'll shout, and someone will gather in no time." ”

"We have to come out on patrol in the middle of the night, and we are really miserable. ”

"Don't complain, the officials of the empire are like that, they only talk about it. They don't care what the people below do!"

"It's all right, but I've heard that the money that was supposed to be given to us was coveted by these officials and nobles. Sooner or later, I'm going to give these people a little bit of power!"

"Shhhh

At this moment, the patrolling vigilante team fell silent.

When the figure enters Rice's house, he removes the hood from his head, and if a patrol member sees the figure at this time, they will find that the figure is a Night Elf.

The Night Elf had a sword and dagger at his waist, and he had an angular face with a fierce look of pride in his eyes.

His name was Stewart, and he was a member of an organization that had just joined. He is very uninterested in the rules of this organization, which does not allow casual killing, so as not to attract strong opponents.

But Stewart was full of confidence in his skills, believing that he could not miss or expose himself.

Stewart felt that he was the favorite of Lady Luck, and he not only gained powerful swordsmanship, but also a brilliant mind, and even awakened the power of the bloodline.

Now he felt that there was no one in the organization who could give him a look. Every time he was angry, he raised his long sword and pointed it at the other party, and those who had suffered a great loss under his sword immediately had a sullen expression on their faces.

Every time he thought about it, Stewart couldn't help but laugh.

Stewart has become more and more unaccustomed to the way the organization behaves, so he now prefers to act more disregarding the organization's rules. He had been paying attention to the house for a long time and had not noticed anyone coming.

So Stewart plans to come here to make a fortune, he has already investigated the identity of the owner of the house, and then speculated through some other clues: there must be some secret in this house.

"Humphrey is really brainless, huh, even if we get swordsmanship at the same time, what if you are better than me? It's not that I will be promoted to Knight Captain first, I will do something great and then become the leader of the organization. Maybe it's good to kill a nobleman. Stewart said in his own words.

"Huh, is someone ahead of me?" Turst soon noticed that there were signs of a human presence in the house. Stewart saw a faint light in the kitchen and walked towards the light source.

At the same time, Stewart drew the cross sword and dagger at his waist, and he felt a little angry in his heart: Someone dares to rob my business?

Stewart was silent as he stalked, and every step he took was like stepping on cotton.

"Hey! that's interesting. Coming to the kitchen, Stewart discovers the basement and sees a bright light coming from the basement entrance.

Sneaking down, Stewart spotted a man in a black cloak, looking at a book with a strange cover.

At the same time, Stewart also discovered the potions and alchemy materials on the cabinet, and then Stewart's heart began to become hot, and he spent a lot of money and resources in order to be promoted to knight captain.

Now there's an opportunity to make a return on your investment, and maybe you can get something nice from the organization.

"Boy, you're dead, don't blame me, blame you for blocking Uncle Stewart's wealth. What comes first, then comes? Bah, the organization is full of dead brains. After killing someone, I'm not going to be the first to come!"

Stewart took his weapon and quietly sneaked behind Eric, the Night Elves' racial flair making it easier for them to approach their opponents.

"This is also a treasure, fortunately Lao Tzu came in time!" After seeing the cover of the book, Turst immediately made a judgment based on his years of experience.

Especially after seeing Eric's eyes indulged in it.

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