My Little Pony: Another World Adventure

"Ugh...it hurts...Where...Where am I?"

The soldier barely opened his swollen and bruised eyes, and the moment he regained consciousness, he was startled by the severe pain coming from all over his body.

Every joint, every tendon, and even every cell was screaming at him, as if there were ten million needles drilling and twisting in his blood vessels, constantly stimulating the pain nerves!

Why does it hurt so much?! He is a god! He is a god!

The scattered soldier tried to activate the wind element in fear, but his body was empty. His strength, his divine eyes -

They are all gone, gone!

Do not!

This is impossible, impossible!

system!

*——sizzle——*

system! ! !

*——sizzle——*

All that came into his mind was noise. The system that gave Sanbing everything and reshaped his body couldn't even utter a word!

Sanbing looked sad and confused. He had lost his strength, his divine eye, and even the system had fallen silent. What else did he have to lose at this moment?

Looking around, the soldier realized that he was hung by chains in a dark dungeon. With the help of the dim yellow and turbid light of the incandescent lamp, he could see Dr. Avery's loyal dog, the patriot, Bozhuocasti, standing outside the fence.

The last pure-blooded Wendigo stood indifferently like an obsidian sculpture, almost blending in with the surrounding walls.

The soldier opened his mouth, startled by his own rough voice, and shouted hoarsely: "Hey...you...ant...come here and untie me!"

Every time he uttered a word, his lungs would spasm, and the pain almost made the soldier faint. Through his swollen eyelids, the soldier saw the patriot turn his head to look at him and then say, "Waste."

Trash? How dare this beast call me trash?! I am the god of this world! I will kill you! Kill you!

The skirmisher's face was twisted with anger, and then suddenly turned into horror the next second. The patriot raised his spear and hit him in the face with the blunt end.

With a dull thud, the soldier was horrified to hear the sound of his nose breaking. The severe pain was like countless pieces of glass drilling into his brain. Before he passed out, he heard the patriot say, "Sir, he's awake."

grown ups……?

An unknown amount of time had passed before the soldier was awakened by a bucket of cold water poured over his head. The biting cold made him realize an unfortunate fact: his body was covered with wounds that had become inflamed and festering due to lack of treatment.

He opened his eyes and saw Dr. Avery's gloomy and terrifying face. Kal'tsit was standing quietly by the side, holding a bucket that was still dripping water in her hand.

This bitch!

Skirmisher glared at Kal'tsit fiercely and said to Dr. Avery, "Put me down now! I'm going to kill Magnus! Kill that two-faced bitch next to him! I'm a god! I'm still a god!"

"Idiot!" Dr. Avery slapped the soldier in the face with his backhand. The sudden beating made the soldier stunned in shock. When would the great Scaramucci feel pain from such a weak blow?

It's now.

"Because of your reckless actions, I lost a great general, Sword Demon!"

Dr. Avery roared, slapping the soldier in the face after each word he uttered. "The God of Righteousness that I asked Anaconda to build for you has been destroyed and turned into a pile of waste that is worse than garbage! You are a piece of fucking shit. For the sake of your pitiful self-esteem, you have messed up all my plans!"

The soldier felt a burning pain on his face, and his cheeks swelled up like balloons. At this moment, he heard Kal'tsit whisper, "There's more."

Dr. Avery was furious and roared ferociously, "What the hell happened?!"

"The Undersecretary to the Ministry of Magic, Dolores Umbridge, brokered a multilateral foreign trade treaty between the Priory and Night City this morning."

Kal'tsit pulled out a PRTS terminal from the pocket of her new white coat, and the screen showed three people with obvious height differences.

At the gate of the British Parliament building, the Palace of Westminster, facing countless reporters and flowers, Umbridge's toad face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and held the Mayor of Night City, Atlas Infinite, and Latan Magnus in her left and right hands respectively.

Titled: I brought peace to a generation!

The moment he saw Magnus, the soldier felt a terrible flame bursting out of his mind. If he had not been tied up by the chains, he would have immediately thrown the terminal in Kal'tsit's hand to the ground and stepped on it into pieces!

"The three of them represent the Ministry of Magic, Night City in the United States, and the British government minister. Although the two parties in the transaction are Mr. Infinite and Mr. Magnus on the surface..." Kelsey said calmly, "But in fact, we all know who the Priory of the Holy Spirit will sell the weapons to."

"Those bastards of the British Army!!!" Dr. Avery roared in a panic, "Fuck you! The Army is the only army in the UK that is not controlled by the royal family! The Muggle government is working with Magnus. Do they want to completely betray the royal family and me?! It's all your fault, Straggler! Why didn't you kill Umbridge!"

Dr. Avery beat the stragglers like a madman with punch after punch. Blood splattered everywhere and Scaramucci almost fainted again.

Kelsey asked, "Dr. Avery, what are you going to do?"

The old man stopped his fist, panting, his face wrinkled with worry.

The soldier spat out a mouthful of blood and said hurriedly: "As long as I recover my strength, I can easily kill Magnus. After all, I am a god!"

"Fuck your God! You're crazy!" Dr. Avery snatched the PRTS terminal from Kal'tsit's hand and smashed the blunt edge of the data board into the Sniper's eye socket. Blood immediately flowed down, echoing with Scaramucci's wailing.

Kal'tsit turned a blind eye to the miserable state of the scattered soldiers and said, "Dr. Avery, I must remind you that the construction progress of the Rhodes Island Landship is behind schedule."

"Hoo... hoo... hoo..." Dr. Avery panted heavily like a wounded beast, his small eyes moving rapidly under his swollen eyelids. "...Call Minister Magnus for me. Rhodes Island is willing to purchase all the products of the Priory of the Holy Sepulchre as long as he can help me speed up the construction of the landship."

"Where will the money for the purchase come from?" Kelsey asked, "I don't think the Holy Essence Hermitage will be willing to settle with Longmen coins."

"Zhetypocrats, Jewish zaibatsu. If they don't want to be killed by Godzilla, they have to pay me!"

"The Jewish tycoons have already paid billions of pounds for the land-based ship project. If you keep asking them for more, it will probably make our relationship very strained." Kal'tsit reminded, "It is said that..."

When the soldier saw her giving him a sharp look, a chill suddenly ran up his spine, making his hair stand on end.

"What?!" Dr. Avery roared angrily.

"It is said that the elders of the Rothschild family love young and handsome boys." Kal'tsit lowered her eyes and raised the corners of her mouth. "You might as well start from this aspect to improve the relationship between Rhodes Island and the chaebol."

The soldier felt that his "brother" was huddled up and buried. He shouted in horror to Dr. Avery who was lost in thought: "No! No! Don't give me to those people! Please! As long as I regain my strength, I will be your most loyal dog!"

Kelsey whispered softly, "Dr. Avery, how can you trust a vicious dog that has bitten its owner?"

“Shut up! You bitch!” The soldier glared at Kal’tsit, “You and Magnus were flirting with each other, but didn’t you also betray Dr. Avery?!”

"Those were sacrifices that had to be made in order to complete the Doctor's mission." Kal'tsit said calmly, "Besides, we still don't know what's wrong with you. You suddenly attacked Minister Magnus and suddenly lost your strength. Aren't you deliberately weakening our strength?"

"That was all done by me yesterday. It has nothing to do with me today!" Sanbing looked at Dr. Avery pleadingly, "You won't sell me out, right? I'm a time traveler, I'm your compatriot!"

Dr. Avery's eyes flashed, and he suddenly pulled out his wand from his arms, "Heal as before!"

The light full of vitality shot into the chest of the soldier from the tip of the staff. The comfortable feeling made him almost groan out loud. The wounds on his body healed numbly, making him feel as if he was reborn!

Ha! Damn old dog, you actually dared to treat me like this before, I'm going to fucking kill you!

system! ! !

*——sizzle——*

Why? Why hasn't my strength recovered yet?

Sanbing's face was pale. Even though his wounds had healed, the pain in his body, like a maggot in his tarsal bones, was still tightly wrapped around every cell of his body, as if he had been completely shattered and then forcibly put together by some force!

"Drag him away, clean him, and package him." Dr. Avery coldly watched the Patriot untie the skirmisher from the chains. The fucking idiot had lost the strength to walk after losing the power of the wind element. "Send him to the Rothschild family."

The soldier struggled desperately, squirming on the ground like a maggot, screaming with tears in his eyes: "No!!!"

The Patriot stretched out his big hand and held the Skirmisher's entire head. Darkness obscured his vision... and the road ahead.

…………

When the soldier woke up again, he was dressed in extremely shameful clothes and handcuffed to a large round bed.

Surrounding the bed were four Jewish pigs (Shenbi's master), looking at his body with extremely lustful eyes!

"Gah!" the skirmisher screamed, "Fuck you! Kill me if you can, just kill me!"

"Hey, baby, just scream." A fat Jewish guy who looked like a pig laughed obscenely, "Because I will feel even happier when you beg for mercy later!"

Another Jewish guy who looked like he would die at any moment chuckled strangely: "We specially designed this place. No detector in the world can find it. So... we have a long time to exploit and destroy your self-esteem..."

"It's useless even if you commit suicide." The third Jewish man's eyebrows were almost dragged to his cheeks, and his eyes were extremely fiery as he looked at the white and tender thighs of the soldier. "The medical team is on standby at any time. They can save you even if you die."

The scattered soldier was horrified and cried out with tears streaming down his face: "Fuck your mother! I'm going to fuck you!"

"What a nice little pepper." The last Jewish pig said, and put his face like orange peel close to the skirmisher's arm. "Oh! It smells fresh! Everyone, let's start--"

Feeling nauseous, Sanbing got goosebumps all over his body and was sweating profusely. Facing these Jews was more terrifying for him than facing a billion Magnus... more terrifying!

When they reached out their hands, the scattered soldier couldn't help but yelled: "Doctor! Save me!!!"

…………

insult……

Constant insults...

The soldier didn't know how much time had passed, and what disgusting things the Jews had done... All these things kept stimulating him and driving him crazy!

Even for the so-called pleasure, they pulled out all his teeth, ripped off his nails, cut off half of his tongue, injected him with drugs to keep him sane, and even dug two bloody holes on his thighs.

The four Jews had used the most abnormal and radical means to dig out the dignity and self-esteem of the scattered soldiers and crush them.