"The false god is protecting him by stealing my lord's power!" The one-eyed reddish gaze of the English death knight ripped off Alan's clothes and fell on the necklace of the Trihallows of Death that Eren was wearing around his neck.

He whispered the mantra's incantation, and reached out to put his hand on the shoulder of a skeleton retinue behind him, which was like a shattered sculpture, automatically reduced to dust - except for the arm that was caught, the English death knight let go of his palm, and the participating arm floated in the air of its own.

With the sound of his cold incantation, one by one his followers turned into dust, and when seven arms appeared in the air, the English death knight pointed at Eren with his hand, and the arms left by the skeletons and zombie retinues flew towards Eren together, and grabbed his hands and feet, two of them held his waist, and the last one grabbed the top of Alan's head and dragged his head back - after these arms were fixed, Eren also floated in the air.

The English Death Knight raised his sword, which was wider than his palm, standing half a man tall, and the color of the sword grid and the weight ball was as dark as black smoke as the blade, but the blade flashed red from time to time. The other three Death Knights strode up behind him, as if commanded, and stood up straight.

The English knight handed the sword to a zombie beside him, and then reached out with his right hand to his left hand, which had raised himself, and with a creak, he broke off the rotten middle finger of his left hand. Without hesitation, the Death Knight with the Viking helmet also broke off his right middle finger, as did the other two Death Knights, who ripped off their index fingers.

They held up their fluttering fingers with both hands, as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, and with a look of piety on their faces, they looked in the direction of those souls and murmured prayers. Because their whispers were too low and their prayers were too obscure, Eren was unable to hear their words as his arms were caught in the air, but as they prayed, the power of those strengthened fingers gave Eren not evil, but rather calm, as if guiding the dead to sleep.

At the end of the prayer, they turned the rotten fingers of their hands into fleshless gray finger bones with their ritual, which the knights held high above their heads.

The Death Knight of England was the first to approach Alan, who was trying to break free, and the end of Alan's nose smelled the pungent smell of rotting flesh because of the Death Knight's approach. "For my lord. The cold voice has no emotion, but it makes people feel the solemnity and solemnity in it. He grabbed his finger bone and stabbed it hard at Allen's chin, and with Allen's forbearant inhalation, he seemed to do his best to pierce the finger bone into Allen's left chin little by little, avoiding Allen's jawbone, and finally piercing it out of Allen's cheek, making him feel like a fang, and blood gushed out of the wound.

The English death knight took two steps back, as if admiring his masterpiece, and as if observing the effect, he stepped forward again and slammed the punch into Allen's face, Allen, who was grabbed by the head with a dangling arm, could not dodge, and could only accept the punch, he closed his eyes, but only felt the other party's cold fingers touch his cheek, but did not feel any pain.

"For my lord. As the solemn and short syllables fell, the big Death Knight in the Viking helmet thrust his freshly broken finger bone forward towards Allen's chin, thrusting it into Ellen's trembling and twisted cheek with a "poof", adding another fang to Allen. Allen's blood splattered on the black ground instantly turned dark red and finally turned gray to merge with the world, the green tendons on his forehead bulged, because the injury on his mouth made him dare not shout loudly to pull the wound, and finally he could only use a suppressed short "heh, heh" sound from his mouth to try to relieve the pain.

The huge fist came in an instant, and with the sound of whistling wind, it smashed into Allen's face, and Allen felt a slight pain on his face, as if he had been gently slapped on the cheek. Although the sharp pain made Allen's breathing become rapid, he knew in his heart that the other party hit him in the face to test whether the protective effect of his necklace had been weakened. And now it seems that their methods have worked. The anger caused by the inability to resist gnawed at Allen's already somewhat arrogant heart, and even began to develop a hint of fear—and two finger bones, which meant that he had to go through this unprecedented pain two more times.

Sure enough, among the remaining two death knights holding the finger bones, the taller one reverently pronounced "For my lord", and once again inserted the finger bone in his hand into Allen's cheek, and then punched it, and a bruise appeared on Allen's face, and because of the nature of this world, the bruise quickly swollen up, showing a gray color.

Alan's eyes were weakly half-open, unable to resist, he tried his best to think of a way to reverse this situation against him, he kept trying to cast spells on the floating arms that bound him, but to no avail - after the battle and resistance before and after entering the curtain, and the pain caused by these finger bones, Alan's consciousness had begun to gradually blur, and now the only thing that supported him from fainting was his own desire to survive because of his unwillingness.

The fourth Death Knight's icy voice rang out: "Finally, this one should be able to suppress the protection that our Lord Amulet brings to this false god believer...... For the sake of my lord......"

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness overwhelmed Allen, and the bruises on his face throbbed from the intense pain, "And one more punch." The attack was faster than Allen had expected, and the damage was more than Allen had imagined - the other man quickly punched him in the left and right cheeks, and he heard the sound of bones cracking on his left and right cheeks almost in no particular order.

All of a sudden, the left and right cheekbones were swollen due to cracks, and the skin scars caused by the obscure thing made these areas as ugly as warts. Under the influence of this world, Alan passed a trace of hopeless thoughts in a trance, but compared to the damage on the outside, the unbearable pain was the culprit that made Allen have this thought, "Maybe it's okay, at least I don't have to have those finger bones inserted in my face anymore." ”

"He's got a good physique, and without protection, my punch is enough to blow the head of an ordinary mortal, but he's just a cracked bone - I'm going to use his skull as a bowl. The other party's words of praise made Allen's heart cold, and for a while, the faces of those relatives in the Harris family, Luna, Penelope, and Hermione appeared in his heart, but he didn't expect the Ministry of Magic and his party to become a farewell.

The four death knights raised their weapons, the threat of death was enveloping Allen, he was not afraid of pain, but when life came to an end in such a sudden and form, no matter how much doubt, no matter how much unwillingness, no matter how much attachment there was, it was too late to experience it at this moment.

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