"This king?" Alan was shocked when he heard him call himself like this, and vaguely guessed his identity.

"Isn't this guy ......," Cynthia muttered as well.

"Heinous!" cried the man again, "it seems necessary to make you remember what will happen to your evil deeds!"

With that, he just stomped on the ground with his foot, and the three Trithers hiding behind the platform suddenly rolled out, as if someone had kicked them from behind.

"Ouch!" said old Trisus, shaking his head, he quickly got up from the ground, and raised the wand of stealing in his hand to fight back.

But the man didn't give it any chance. With a slight flick of his wrist, there were suddenly several black holes in the ground near Old Trissus, and several golden chains flew out of them, wrapping around its neck, wrists, and ankles with lightning speed, making it completely immobilized.

Then the man's wrist pressed slightly, and the chain around the neck of old Trissus suddenly retracted as if it had been dragged by someone, so that old Trissus's head couldn't help but crash into the ground with it.

With a dull "thump", old Trisus' head was instantly bloody......

Alan couldn't help but shudder...... This is the dwarf's head, which is hard by nature, and I am afraid that the human head has blossomed......

"Whew!" Old Trisus screamed in pain, but the wand of stealing was still clenched tightly in his hand.

"Hmph, bed bugs should look like bed bugs, this king doesn't give you the right to raise your head!" the man shouted angrily, and it seemed that there was no sign of deflating at all.

Seeing this, the two brothers beside old Trisus hurriedly rolled back and slid backwards, apparently trying to run back to the space-time rift to escape, but before they could run a few steps, several chains flew out of the ground, tying them both up solidly.

"It's disrespectful to want to run away without the king's permission!" said the man as he walked slowly towards them, "It's a capital offense!"

Old Trisus didn't give up, he quickly chanted the incantation, and with a flick of his wrist threw a few more flames at the man.

But it was still useless, those strange black holes seemed to surround this man all the time, like a group of loyal guards who never left an inch, and devoured them before the flames could get close.

"What is this......" Alan stared for a long time, but he didn't see why.

In terms of color, it is exactly the same dark element as the Burrez diagram, but the effect is completely different. "Darkness" will swallow everything it encounters, and this one will have something coming out of it. Flames, stones, and other things disappear when encountered, but they are not so much devoured by it as they are transferred to other places.

"Hmph, it's really unrepentant......" The man walked up to old Trissers, kicked away the wand in his hand, and then raised his golden boot and stepped on its head: "Before you die, you will be given another chance to answer this king...... Where did you hide the leader of Loas!?"

Old Trisus tilted his head sideways, grinned with his teeth, and squirmed for a long time before squeezing a sentence out of his mouth: "You let me go first...... Otherwise, I wouldn't have said it!"

"Hah! When you are dying, you still dare to negotiate terms with this king?" the man laughed suddenly, removed his foot from the head of old Trissers, and raised his hand again to manipulate the chains: "You don't seem to have figured out the situation yet......"

I saw that the hole that had appeared in the ground slowly moved to the top of Old Trissus's head, and then hung it up, and slowly moved over the campfire.

"Kill it, kill it!" the little gnomes shouted excitedly, waving their hands excitedly, "Bad thing!

Perhaps it was because of the heat of the flames that it was too uncomfortable, and it was only now that old Trisers finally realized his situation and began to struggle frantically: "Wait!

"Oh, you're finally willing to say it?" the corners of the man's mouth rose slightly.

I said...... I said!" Old Trisers Khan rained down, his face panicked, "Please, please let me down!"

But this man suddenly put away his smile: "It's too late!"

With a slight movement of his fingers, the chains that had bound old Trithus suddenly came loose, and the black hole above his head disappeared......

"Ah......h

Seeing this, the Loas immediately erupted in cheers.

The other two Trithers were already so frightened that their legs and feet were limp and collapsed against the bottom of the high platform.

"The king has been extra gracious and has given it a chance, but it doesn't cherish ......" The man walked up to them again, his eyes full of contempt, "It's your turn next......"

"I say, I say!"

"I'll say whatever you want to know!"

The two Trithers fell to their knees at the man's feet, tugging at his trouser legs, kowtowing and pleading.

The man didn't say anything, just stared at them coldly.

"The dwarf you're looking for is in the cell over there!" said one of them, Trithus, pointing to the row of small houses across the platform.

"That's right, that's right, it's the first one from the left!" the other quickly dug into his pocket and handed over a key, "It's the key!"

The man raised his right hand, put a layer of golden armor on his finger, then pinched the key in his hand and turned around.

The two Trithers were relieved to see that he hadn't done anything to them, and they sat down on the ground again.

However, the man only took two steps and then stopped, turned his head sideways and said lightly: "It is also a capital crime to dare to touch this king with your dirty hands at will." ”

Then he raised his hand and took control of the chains and threw them both into the fire......

It's really exciting!

Seeing this, the Loas immediately surrounded them with a tsunami.

"Take it!" the man tossed the key to the Loyas, gesturing to the cell, "Get your leader out." ”

The group of little gnomes was so excited that they made a noise and went over there.

They moved quickly, and in a few moments they carried an old dwarf out of the cell over there.

It looked old, its hair and beard had turned gray, perhaps it hadn't been cleaned up for a long time, it looked dirty, and it was knotted in many places. Probably because of excessive weakness, it squinted, a little delirious, and still had shackles on its hands and feet, and the little dwarf on the side kept trying with the key in his hand.

After a long time, it finally opened its eyes: "Lord...... Master?"

But this man did not answer, but was silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "Please don't call me by this word anymore......"

The little gnomes fell silent suddenly.

"I've left you here for too long, and I'm no longer qualified to be your master. The man paused for a moment, then added, "And I'm no longer the Ashley Hill you know...... He's not coming back......"