Chapter 172: Vicious
Rowling's words seemed to bring some bad memories to the woman, and she suddenly laughed and said in a tone of extreme disdain.
"God? Hmph, if the gods could save me, I wouldn't be what I am today, I prayed to the gods countless times, but what did the gods do, I only know that I was pulled into the abyss by the devil, but I can't see the appearance of the gods, I only know that I fell into a trough, but I can't see a little light, your so-called god, she is a liar, and I have seen everything clearly, I will no longer believe in any gods in this life, I will only believe in myself. ”
Seeing the other party say such a rebellious thing, the anger in Rowling's eyes had been replaced by shock, she couldn't imagine why the former second elder had become what he was now, and it was even more difficult to understand her unwarranted anger and hatred for herself.
Maybe in the human world, the second elder experienced unimaginable pain, or maybe he couldn't understand the despair she felt at that time, thinking of this, the shock in Rowling's eyes slowly disappeared, but showed a trace of sympathy.
"I don't know what you've been through in the human world, if it's all because of me, then I want you to say I'm sorry and I hope you can forgive."
The Second Elder burst out laughing, her laughter filled with madness, humiliation, and even a deep anger.
"What's the use of saying this now, can you pull me back from hell? You can't, you never will, I swear to make you feel the pain and humiliation I once had, I want you to fall into hell, let you deeply feel my pain, my helplessness, so that you will never be able to turn over. ”
The second elder cursed Rowling like a madman, and her eyes overflowed with blood because of excitement, and the hatred from the bottom of her heart made her expression begin to distort, and her voice became even sharper.
Looking at everything in front of her, Rowling did not have the slightest anger in her heart, and as a woman, she could feel the anger in the other party's heart, and she could also feel the pain in the other party's words.
She understood that she must have done something wrong to make the second elder like this, it must be because of herself that she fell into hell and couldn't climb out, all of this was her own fault, all of which was to blame for herself, it was herself, and it was herself who caused the consequences now.
Rowling's eyes also burst into tears, tears of regret, sorrow carved into the rock wall, immortal and eternal in her heart.
At this moment, Rowling wanted to say something, but looking at the second elder in the madness, she knew that no matter what she said, the other party would not listen, she wanted to go up and hug the other party, and use the purest feelings of the elf to dissolve the sorrow in the other party's heart, but the second elder didn't give her this opportunity at all, pushed her away and didn't say anything, and even more sarcastically ridiculed.
"You know now that you're scared, you know that you regret it now, didn't you think that when you left the cell, didn't you think that you would end up today, Rowling, nothing will change, don't be delusional, there is only one end for you, and that is to struggle painfully in hell with me, I will wait for you there, always waiting for you."
As he spoke, the second elder in the frenzy took a bottle in his hand without a trace, and then scattered the liquid in the bottle in the room without Rowling noticing, after doing this, the second elder pushed away Rowling who was blocking in front of him, and when she walked to the door, she suddenly turned around and said viciously.
"Rowling, today is your first step into hell."
Ignoring Rowling's call, he locked the door and disappeared at the end of the road.
Rowling still wanted to wake up the second elder, she cried and wanted to chase out, but the locked door couldn't be opened, and she seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed on the ground, crying alone.
Crying and crying, a slight sweet smell gradually diffused in the room, and Rowling, who was in grief and self-blame, did not notice it, but the pain in her heart made her deeply regretful.
After a while, as the grief in her heart gradually weakened, Rowling felt as if a restlessness in her body was constantly eroding her reason, and her head began to become dizzy.
Rowling thought that she was too sad, which caused her physical and mental exhaustion, so she forced herself to go to bed to rest, but before she could take two steps, Rowling's eyes began to spin, and she fell to the ground and breathed heavily.
Rowling wanted to get up, but her sore body didn't have any strength, and she wanted to call the guards outside, but no matter how she shouted, no one answered.
In desperation, Rowling had to hold on to the last bit of strength to turn herself over, but this process almost exhausted all her strength, at this time she was not only weak, but also sweat appeared on her body, and the hair on her forehead was even wet.
At this moment, Rowling didn't know what was wrong with her, she just wanted to lie quietly on the ground to relieve her physical discomfort.
But before she could take three or five breaths, a hot sensation suddenly gushed out of her body, and then her cheeks turned red, the reason between her eyebrows gradually turned into a flattering state, and her hands involuntarily wiped under her body.
Suddenly, a coquettish voice sounded in the room, and Rowling, who was startled by her actions, immediately regained a trace of her senses, and when she realized that she was doing invisible things in a shameful posture, she suddenly recalled the words of the second elder when he left.
"Rowling, today is your first step into hell."
Thinking about the words when she left, and thinking back to the other party's expression at that time, Rowling suddenly understood what the other party meant, she wanted to let herself fall into hell in this way, so that she would have no face to face the elves again.
After thinking about all this, Rowling immediately began to use her will to block the restlessness in her body, but the accelerated heartbeat and the rapid flow of blood instantly broke her will, and then the coquettish qi rushed straight to her brain like a torrent of overturning the river and the sea.
Seeing that reason was about to be eroded by the lustful aura of the body, when the phone was turned off, Rowling forcibly condensed a mind-clearing magic, which was the only way to stop the rushing restlessness.
But the charm in Rowling's eyes did not disappear completely, but she clearly understood in her heart that the heart purification technique may be able to stop it for a while, but it cannot completely remove the domineering spring poison in the body.
Thinking like this, Rowling had to stand up, but the heat in her body was always circulating in her body, so that she couldn't have any strength at all, and when she couldn't get up, Rowling began to scream, she wanted to get the attention of people outside.