To be honest, as the most prestigious underground dark organization in the world, the Dark Brotherhood is also the same as the Faceless Association. Although the business scope is not very harmonious, the professionalism of the work is absolutely superb. As they said in their purpose, after completing the contract, it would disappear like wind and leaves, as if they had never been there. Only those dead bodies of white ghosts and blue men who were enchanted by the arrows of flame enchanted into horse honeycombs are reminding the world that this group of shadowless killers have come, seen, and killed.

Looking at the killers who reached the contract goal, the smile on the face of the wing man Ardin slowly receded. He swept the ruined killing field around the ruins and spit out rudely: "But it is A group of lowly barbarian barbarians actually cost me 5,000 baht, hey, but I ca n’t admit that they are worth the money! "

If you do n’t spend the money, without the professional killers and professional killing tools of the Dark Brotherhood, the wing people may be able to raze this crypt town, but the loss will definitely be too great.

"It's really too expensive ..."

For black flag wing people who can only rely on a promising profession such as thieves to feed their families, the drought and flood protection guarantees three insurances and one gold naturally. Even if the leader of the wing man with such prestige and status in the mountains of Namoa, such as Alding, 5000 gold coins is indeed a number that can make him hurt for a long time.

Of course, although my heart hurts, compared with the thousand-year plan of the "Heavens and Men", money is of course nothing, and the high-ranking people must be ecstatic. So, Alding still held a calm and calm expression, Zhizhu's expression, and waved to his men.

The dying female white ghost was so bound by the invaders without resistance and twisted into a large font that the masses liked to see, plus the naked ketone body ... I feel that if this continues to develop, this book should probably become Alcatraz.

Of course, the middle and second races who value the "noble heavenly man" lineage as much as the Black Flag Wings will not do that kind of thing for a white ghost woman at this time, even if the other party is strictly speaking, it is tall and hot, and has a good face. Beauty.

"You know what we want." Alding looked at the female ghost on the shelf with no temperature, trying his best to slow down his tone. He knew that this would put more pressure on the other party: "said If you come out, you do n’t have to suffer. "

I don’t know if it’s the white ghost who doesn’t understand the other’s language, or if she understands that she doesn’t know, she looks at the other person with a sad smile and says nothing.

"Of course, I also know that you can definitely understand me." Yiren coldly said: "If it is a man, I am worried that the other party's beast-like IQ is difficult to communicate, but if it is a woman, don't worry. You can use magic. A white ghost woman cannot fail to understand several languages. "

The female ghost still didn't speak, but the smile on her face had turned into irony and utter desolation. She spit out a spit mixed with blood foam to the wing man, but the other side slightly hides her head and hides.

"The oath taker is the oath taker. This style is really clear at a glance. Looking at you, it seems that you are really prepared for the crushing of bones and bones?" Alding snorted: "Just, if you succumb so quickly That ’s not fun. "

The wing man winked at the men behind him, and then someone came over with a white ghost boy with a knife.

"In the view of the Vaegirs, you white ghosts are a matriarchal clan ... Hey, the barbarians with muscles in their heads will always be such rough nerves. In fact, rather than your matriarchal clan, it is better to say It is more like a bee or an ant, a bug-like society. Women not only have the highest status, enjoy the richest support, but also bear the responsibility of letting the tribes multiply. However, unfortunately, the curse of the gods is really terrible , Female white ghosts have no survivability during infancy. Women who grow up can only choose and the strongest men, so that your blood can be passed down with difficulty. "Arding looked at the face with a complex look The expressive woman glanced back at the young boy who was crushed by the knife: "There are only three adult white ghost women in your tribe. So, all young children are children of the three of you. What is wrong with me? ? "

The white ghost woman still clenched her teeth tightly and didn't speak, but Alding was very satisfied to see a clear trance in the other person's eyes.

He grinned and waved his hand. His men waved the sword without hesitation and cut off the young boy's head.

The white ghost woman closed her eyes and twitched uncontrollably.

"Reluctant to say? It seems that this little boy is the heir of the two sisters you died." The white ghost man was surprised and shook his head hypocritically, showing a sad expression: "Do you have to wait until Are we willing to cooperate if we kill your own child? Alas, as a noble man with a noble blood, I am actually a pacifist, and I am not willing to make so many kills. "

The female ghost still closed her eyes, as if these enemies that destroyed her tribe never existed.

"It's a shame ... but my patience is also limited." Alding sighed and turned back: "No need to wait for my order, kill a child every minute, until our strong lady is willing to cooperate for it . "

The woman's eyes widened, her pupils so blue that she could hardly see any temperature, but at this time she was completely filled with anger and hatred, like a mass of burning ice. She grew her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but she finally closed her mouth. Then, another child's head rose into the sky.

Five minutes later, the fifth little white ghost was beheaded. The woman was constantly struggling, and the chains tied to her limbs had almost been cut into the muscles.

"Well, it's really troublesome, let's change it to once every half a minute." Arding said blankly.

More than ten minutes have passed, and most of the children have become corpses. The woman still didn't speak, but just howled at the dead child's body, and wept blood in her eyes, like a crazy demon. In probability theory, there must be her own flesh and blood in these dead.

If what Arding said is true, then in a society similar to insect swarms, women play the role of queens. Queens will not grieve for the death of their heirs, because they are bugs after all, but the female white ghost has fallen into a desperate hell, because after all, they are higher creatures with wisdom and soul and feelings.

The wing man, Arding, showed an uninteresting expression, spread his hands and shrugged, and gave his subordinates a wink. Immediately afterwards, a particularly tall winged man walked into the trembling group of children, and then lifted a small body from the middle.

Several white ghost children screamed and rushed over, seemingly wanting to take their companions back from the other party. A particularly sturdy child even opened his mouth to bite the other party, but in the end was hacked and killed by the winged man in rage He was kicked off one by one.

The small body lifted in the hand by the wingman cried out in horror. Upon closer inspection, it was a white ghost little girl who looked only seven or eight years old.

"In your world, girls are more valuable than boys. If women are all dead, it means the demise of the tribe. Why, are you still unwilling to cooperate? On the one hand, it is just a dead thing, and once belonged to your biggest enemy. , The vicious curse that gave you the ancestors of oaths, turning you into a white ghost with no human beings or ghosts, imprisoned on the front line of the Atlas Mountains. "Alding looked at Laxis in the middle of the square The statue couldn't help but smile: "On the one hand, it is the survival of the tribe. Isn't this a multiple choice question with a clear answer?"

As soon as this remark came out, the woman of the White Ghost suddenly put away crying, looked at each other coldly, and said slowly in a stiff accented Virginian language: "Don't bother anymore, intruder! We hate Laxie very much. Silk, because her contract is the biggest source of pain for our family. Putting its statue in the middle of the town is of course to vent anger rather than commemorate; however, we also want to thank her if there is no negotiation between her and the gods and the final contract , Our children and grandchildren will be cursed by the gods, and the soul will never get a chance to rest. At least her contract gives us a chance to atonement, a day in the future, the possibility of relief ... "

"It's really better to say than to sing! Wake up! The Holy Spirit sitting in the clouds is a group of cowards, scammers and slave owners! They will only cleverly confuse the minds of all beings, and confuse the souls as their cannon fodder and The confrontation of the true gods! The so-called twelve heroes, the so-called great sage Laxis, are their spokespersons! After the contract is completed, you can be freed? Now that a thousand years have passed, are you freed? Not only Can you breathe in the crypts of the Atlas Mountains? Even if you leave the mountain a little, you will not dare to stay away because of the curse? Isn't such a contract a curse? Do you still want to be freed? "

The female ghost seemed to have touched the sensitive nerve, and Arden ’s face suddenly showed obvious grief, and he growled hysterically frantically ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The female ghost looked at this greatly disturbed enemy There was obvious sarcasm on his face, and he waited until the other party roared and began to gasp, before saying slowly: "I will not give you anything. The contract of Laxis is very clear to us, only The master that the artifact itself recognizes is her true inheritor, and she has the right to end the contract and give us a real relief. Even if you completely perish this town, I will not give you the only hope. "

Alding looked silently at the impenetrable female white ghost, but finally squeezed out a full sentence from the teeth: "Then as you wish, destroy it all."

The tall winged man smiled and threw the little **** the ground, and raised the machete high.

Both the female ghost and the little girl closed their eyes, one could not bear to witness, and the other was to admit fate and wait for death, but what they waited for was not the blade falling, but a life-long crisp!

The winged man's head with a greasy smile seemed to be a watermelon hit by a stone. It suddenly shattered, blood and brains scattered. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (this site) to subscribe, reward, and your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m. This site to read.)