The Great Prince of Monsters, Diabrik, was really saved by the Demon King Nag by some means.

But this may not be a good thing for Diabrik, it is a taste worse than death, a hell that makes Diabrik desperate but can never break out.

His body was already in tatters, and there was hardly much intact skin on his body, and in some places he could even see white bones, and the sticky and smelly blood continued to flow down Diabrik's body, sticking to the stone slab under him, emitting a foul smell.

The only thing that can barely be called complete in the whole body should be the position of the head, the flesh and skin have suffered a little less damage, but even so, the face is still twisted into a ball due to the long-term torture and pain.

He wanted to die, but he was not allowed.

The face, which was originally quite visible, has become extremely ugly at this moment.

No matter who it was, even if it was once the closest confidant of Al Berik, I am afraid that the creature in front of him would be the eldest prince to whom he had always been allegiant.

Diaberic was shouting for help.

But because of the blockade of the secret room, it was impossible for the slightest sound to come out, and only the sharp wail continued to echo in the empty space.

Seeing that the black shadow had come to him, Diabrik's screaming stopped abruptly, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, although he no longer screamed, the amplitude and frequency of his body trembling were unprecedentedly faster, and his teeth collided rapidly, it was obvious that the intense fear had made his will and soul unbearable.

In the dim light, the black shadow suddenly raised his right hand, revealing the sharp knife in his palm.

Diaberic knew his nightmare was coming.

His lips twitched, and he uttered an almost whispering plea, "Father...... Please...... Kill me!"

A faint voice, the opposite of the previous scream.

He wanted to die.

That's right, the figure with a sharp knife next to the stone slab where Diabrik was lying was none other than his father, the king of monsters, Nag.

Diabrik had always been afraid of his father, but it was only after being revived by his father that Diabrik knew how terrible his father really was.

He would rather die cleanly at the hands of the brave before than bear the pain of never seeing the end after waking up again.

"Ah, my dear son, why do you say such sad things?"

An empty voice came from the mouth of the dark shadow in front of him, wafting in Diaburik's ears like a ghost.

"I'm not just here for me, it's for all the monsters, but for you......

"Don't you realize how powerful you are now?"

"For the sake of the future of all our monsters, you can bear with it a little, just a little pain."

With an indifferent voice, the Demon King Nag's gaze swept over Diabelik's body, as if looking for a place where he could slash, but it was just ...... There are so many places to choose.

After a few seconds of hesitation, the knife suddenly fell, and with a snort, a long piece of flesh between the two ribs in Diabrik's chest was sliced off by Diaberic. ….

The pain caused Diaburik's body to convulse.

The Demon King Nag turned a blind eye, turned around and left with this strip of meat, and went straight to a strange container, which at a glance seemed to be a huge glass container, more than five meters high and nearly two meters in diameter.

It's all dark red liquid, and the main ingredient is the blood that the demon king Nag extracted from the god's head, and a large amount of potion is added, making the liquid change from the original bright red to a dark red color, which looks even more and more weird.

And these potions are almost all produced based on the research report of the dark witch Saya.

That stupid woman, she had no idea what she was studying.

Staring at the glass container in front of him, Demon King Nag's hesitation did not last long, and quickly put it in his hand

Dispose of the slices in a container.

Immediately afterwards, a scene that was so weird that it made people's scalps tingle appeared.

The piece of flesh that was taken from Diabrik's body was rapidly changing, like a breath, drumming and shrinking, like a beating heart.

Immediately after, the pieces of flesh began to wriggle in a very strange way.

On the surface of the meat block, a large amount of fresh meat particles are rapidly growing and spreading.

In glass containers, the volume of the pieces of meat in the dark red liquid is getting larger and larger, and gradually the pieces of meat are elongated, and even looming into a humanoid silhouette.

A new life is being born, but for Diaberik, who lies on a stone slab in the back, the real hell has just arrived.

It was as if Diaberic only felt that his soul had been torn apart, and that pain was a hundred, a thousand times more terrifying than the pain in his body, which no life could bear.

The screams were so terrible that they almost tore Deyabrik's throat apart.

The whole process lasted for a long, long time, and the outline of the meat in the container became clearer and clearer, until finally it completely turned into another monster prince.

It's just that the skin on the body doesn't seem to have grown, and there are large cracks, which looks extremely ugly.

After releasing this new life from the container, a bone needle appeared in the hand of the demon king Nag, and silk threads that seemed to be made of the sinews of some creature, and little by little, the chapped skin on the new Diabrik was sewn together, and with a casual move, a black cloak hanging next to it flew into the palm of his hand and draped it on the newborn Diabrik.

After the Demon King Nag entered a command, the newborn Diabrik quietly left the secret room.

Turning around and looking at his eldest son, who had barely moved behind him, Nag didn't have much pity or sadness, and his gaze even looked a little disappointed.

"That's not what we wanted......

He seemed to be talking to someone.

Soon another voice came from the mouth of the Demon King Nag, "Damn, I didn't expect this to be the case, it's too far from what we expected."

Diaberic gained a magical, regenerative ability.

The pieces of flesh that have been separated from the body will regrow into a new individual after reaching a certain amount.

This individual has almost the same strength as in the heyday of Diabrik himself, but it is not yet enlightened, like a tamed hound that can only accept simple commands, which is a very terrifying ability in the heart, but this ability is not what they want. ….

And, to make matters worse, Diabrik himself does not regenerate, and is not even able to heal the wounds on his body with healing magic, and the Demon King Nag can only use some special but cruel means to keep his eldest son alive and conscious.

"Why don't we test it with your body? You're definitely much stronger than your son."

"Do you want to die?"

"I don't want to."

"Then don't talk nonsense...... Nag was arguing with herself, and if it weren't for the bloody and horrific images around her, the scene would have seemed a little funny.

"Perhaps, only the physical body of the second-generation brave can meet our requirements, I hope we can gain something this time."

Demon King Nag was discussing a detailed plan with another being in his body, and no one cared about the most pitiful, pathetic, and miserable figure behind him.

For them, it was just a test subject.

They will not allow Diaberic to die until his value has been squeezed clean.

It's not me who hurts, it doesn't matter.

Boom!

Outside the Demon King's Palace, carrying a wine bottle in his hand, Luo Meng's body trembled violently, and the indescribable fear made the hairs on Luo Meng's body stand on end.

The third Diaberic appeared.

……

Exeter, the city of Intramuros.

The Elven King Alfred was a little stiff before he moved

Hard limbs.

There was some suspicion in his scarlet eyes.

Alfred already understood that the mysterious and powerful girl in front of him was also Qin Chu's enemy, and the enemy's enemy was his friend, and the elf king still understood this truth.

He would not refuse to cooperate with Erin, after all, Qin Chu's strength was too strong, and it was completely impossible to kill Qin Chu with his own level.

However, Alfred still had serious doubts, even if the two of them combined, would they really be able to kill Qin Chu?

"Hmph, I'm thinking too much." Erin clearly knew what Alfred was thinking: "Qin Chu's strength is far stronger than you think, even if you add me, it will take at least ten Martial God level or above to deal with it."

Ten?

This number obviously shocked Alfred, and the elven king was even about to retreat.

Qin Chu, is that guy really that powerful?

"And that's not even counting Sylph and Athena."

Sylph, hearing the name, Alfred's heart twitched uncontrollably.

It was his woman, but he could only stay out the window through the shadow of the curtains, watching the woman he loved serve that man, what could be more humiliating and painful?

What's even more incredible to the Elf King is that Qin Chu's guy tossed back and forth for two hours...... Is this the data that people can reach?

Looking back, I could only support myself for two minutes, and I was even more unhappy inexplicably in my heart.

"But, Alfred, you have to understand that now is our best chance to kill Qin Chu, because Qin Chu only has Athena and Sylph by his side, ......

"Violet, Antia...... And Heloise, Iyeta, Catherina, Norma...... Your Excellency the Elven King, you don't know how many masters there are around Qin Chu at all."

"Once Qin Chu returns to the Imperial City, with so many masters with stronger strength than you around to protect him, do you think you will still have a chance to kill Qin Chu in your life?"

Especially, a mysterious girl with silver hair and red eyes.

The strength of that woman terrified Erin.

has reached a new level of self, and he doesn't have the slightest capital to fight back in front of that woman.

Thankfully, the woman isn't there now.

"All in all, now is the best and only chance for us to kill Qin Chu."

Little Fly