Outside the castle, Ribin's men were removing the bodies.

A flame appeared, and Milok stood beside him: "It's all inside"

"Yes," Ribin said.

An image appeared in front of Milok, and Kitina leaned over to him, watching.

Filthy scenes, screams and eroded indulgences.

Milok's brow furrowed, and Kitina's face was a little unnatural.

"Do you want to stay," Miloch said coldly.

As soon as Ribin saw this picture, he turned his head: "Eh, not all of them"

"That's good"

I saw that the whole castle suddenly moved, shattered, and deformed.

Number One stood outside the room waiting, and the sudden change caught him off guard: "What is Ribin doing!" He was just about to go out when the entire castle collapsed.

Stones flew around him, and then in an instant, he turned into a towering prison pillar, running through the heavens and the earth, and the scene that had been in front of everyone before disappeared.

The guards who were disposing of the corpses, the disheveled Kitina, and the dead Miloch, were all gone.

Fifteen executioners, all trapped in a prison, stood in front of them with a stern-looking Ribbin, a sunken face like water, and a cold-faced Kitina.

"Ribbin, you... Betray us!" One couldn't believe that he had been confirmed by the Lord, didn't he say that his son would help the rebellion!

"Betrayal, if I help you, it will be betrayal!" rebuked Ribbin.

Milok was in a bit of a mess, he looked at the people, and two of his pants hadn't been lifted yet.

With the extension of their right hands, Eight and Nine suddenly suffered an inexplicable suction force and went straight through the cage, where they were firmly grasped by Miloc's palm and locked their throats.

In the Holy Palace, every powerful minister and royal family has their own space, in this space, in addition to the emperor has all the control power, they all have absolute dominance, this space is equivalent to the world under their own control, and those who enter it are allowed to let them fall.

That's why One had to disguise himself as Minkley to approach Miroke, because there was no way to fight.

"You two ......" Milok looked at them and sighed, "Forget it, let's die directly" With a force of both hands, he directly said that the necks of the two people were broken, and they could have been punished more cruelly, and Milok didn't want to be troubled when the battle was chaotic.

"I'm sorry," Milok said to Kitina, who felt that such an outcome would not satisfy Kitina, even if the two of them were obsessed with her vision.

"It's okay, the rest of the people are still going to be tortured, the little girl is happy to accompany Lord Ribbin" Kitina looked at the number one in the head, "You don't know my father at all, it's really bad"

Number One was silent, he still didn't know which link went wrong, the previous routine temptation was indeed too simple, but it was mainly because he got the news from the head of the company, Biante, and now the situation, there is no way to explain it.

But No. 1 is not afraid of death, but he can't die for the time being.

"The eyes are quite confident" Kitina smiled, she could see what No. 1 was thinking, "The imperial capital can't be broken for a while, we have time, don't you like little women, these days, I will definitely accompany you well"

"Kitina!" Miloch didn't like Kitina like that.

Kitina glared at him and left.

Miloch sighed: "Take them down, twenty-four hours a day, try to ask me if you can know, it's really not good, leave the one who knows the most, and don't leave anything else"

"Yes," Ribin said, and as soon as he whistled, a large team entered outside the space door, the soldiers who claimed to help the executioners control the wind.

Miroke's words were deliberately addressed to the executioners, but they were professionally trained, and Number One had their own responses.

"Everyone, I'm sorry," Number One said apologetically.

"To die for God, our glory," said the remnant.

Miloch suddenly felt bad, and was just about to control them, only to see a light behind No. 1, and his tattoo lit up, half-length angel Seante.

Except for him, an identical figure appeared behind everyone, and Miloch wanted to erase it, but couldn't.

The strength of this magic far exceeds his strength, which can also create an uncontrollable situation.

The axe fell, and the whole twelve heads were cut off cleanly, and not a single one blinked.

"This...."Ribin looked hesitant, thinking it was a big gain, but he didn't expect it.

"Are you afraid of death?" Miloch looked at the only one who wasn't dead.

No. 1 smiled: "Naturally I'm not afraid"

"Then you stayed to experience my Decchmore's punishment?"

One said: "I still have some things that I don't know, I have to finish the task before I can die"

Milok was about to open his mouth, but Number One said again: "Don't think about it, you can't ask anything"

Miloch gave him a deep look, then said to Ribbin, "Take him down"

......

In the past few days, Pershumi has been the happiest person in the entire empire, returning home several times, changing a maid every day, eating all the delicious food in the imperial capital, shouting insults and no one to talk back, and all the people who can afford it in the past few months have dispersed, refreshed.

At first, he was worried about the Holy Bishop's accountability, and every day when no one was around, he tried to scrape it off, but it seemed to have penetrated into the bone marrow and could not be eliminated completely.

But after coming back, this tattoo did not react at all, it was still gradually dimming, and the Holy Bishop had no news to him, and Pershumi was happy to forget the task given to him by Kayima, he thought that this was not unfinished, how could I persuade my father alone, I said that I persuaded it, but it didn't work, their western army was deflated in the past two days, and I don't know who will win at that time, and they don't have any news about the next step, so I will be gone, and they can't do anything with me.

Therefore, it was not that there was a problem on the master's side, he spared Pershumi's life himself, he entered the Holy Bishop again, life and death were controlled, and he returned to the imperial capital to immediately carry out the task, in order to ensure his actions, he also asked Kayima to threaten Pershumi, and cursed with dark fear, but unfortunately, it was useless, the mud could not support the wall, and some people would never give you a step if you didn't cut off one of his legs.

Pershumi was enjoying the maid again that night, Ribin has principles and bottom lines to the outside world, and for his only son, he is completely resigned, does not care at all, and is particularly protective of his shortcomings.

Just as Pershumi was climaxing, a bewitching voice suddenly appeared behind him: "Have fun, my little duke"

Pershumi sat up suddenly, only to see the tattoo on his forearm light up, and a black gas erupted, revealing the shape of Kayima.

"Don't be afraid, it's not me who came..." Before Kayima finished speaking, she saw that the maid on the side had no time to put on her clothes, and wanted to leave in horror, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, her arm was rapidly extended, directly piercing her heart.

"Okay, let's talk about your passivity" Although the blood could not splash her body, Kayima still habitually wiped her hands.

Pershumi was speechless.

......

"All the executioners have been arrested," Biant told Sterry, who was recovering.

"Because of that kid?" said Sterry, motionless, his voice coming from all around.

"Yes," Biant got used to.

"He is unfaithful and dishonest to my god, and he must be punished," Sterry's voice floated.

"But now that the war is tense, and the armies of Sbuchi and Khan have arrived, the western army may not be able to hold out for a month, and he is still useful," said Biante, who then told Sterry about Pershumi's relationship with his father and Ribbin's position in the imperial capital.

"God's forbearance is reserved only for those who believe in him, and for these people there is only one chance to tell him that he carries fifteen blood sins on his back," Sterry said.

"Bishop, Number One isn't dead yet," said Biante, and although Sterry was his uncle, the two never referred to each other as relatives.

"If he is caught, it means that he has not received enough gifts from God, either come out or don't come out, and his results will tell us whether God wants to reuse him" Sterry's voice floated.

"God shouldn't be able to" Biant understood what Sterry meant, the person who was caught, the incompetent, no matter what, will no longer be believed by God.

Streee stopped talking.

......

"Do you understand?" said Kayima, laughing, leaning closer to prop up Pershumi's delicate chin.

"I... I know, it's just my father, it's too hard for me to move alone," Pershumi said.

"It's your business, the Lord only needs the result," said Kayima, "Oh, yes, there's one more thing, kill One, he's useless"

"I, I'm not his opponent" Pershumi looked at Kayima with wide eyes, how could there be one more task, not to mention how he found the place where No. 1 was being held, even if he found it, he wouldn't be able to beat No. 1.

"I can't find the location of number one, but I can give you a permission" Kayima's hand slid from Pershumi's chin along his bare chest to the fading tattoo on his forearm.

"When you face One, show it up, and he'll be killed," Kayima said.

"I... I see," said Pershumi, trembling.

"By the way, this time, if you don't finish it quickly, the real person will be gone."

Pershumi swallowed: "How long?"

"I don't know, it depends on the mood" Kayima shook her head, it didn't tell her, "as soon as possible"

"I... I see," said Pershumi.

"By the way, you can dispose of this corpse," Kayima glanced at the dead maid next to her.

"I... I can," said Pershumi.

"I've disturbed your good deeds, or else, my sister will compensate you?" Kayima looked at Pershumi seductively.

Pershumi swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "No.. No, I.. I'm more, haha."

"Pop" Kayima stepped on it, and Pershumi's eyes were about to pop out.

"Bad man, hahaha, don't forget the mission" Kayima turned into black gas and disappeared, all back to Pershumi's tattoo.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, he looked at the corpse next to him, this place seemed to be uninhabitable.

"Oh, yes," Kayima's voice came from Pershumi's forearm, and Pershumi was startled.

"The bishop himself canonized, and you will be the executioner number sixteen in the future"

A new chapter is presented, I hope you like it.