I'm a little bit cute after transforming.

Diana didn't urge him; she just watched quietly.

After calming down, Toris crawled to Diana and kowtowed several times.

"Miss! Thank you for giving me this opportunity! I'll take you to where those girls are right now!"

The group arrived at the back of the house. On the way, Torres hesitated for a long time before finally speaking up.

"Miss! The girl you're looking for might already be..."

Diana didn't say anything, she just followed quietly.

Finally, Toris stopped at the entrance of a cellar.

"Miss, that beast brings every child he buys down here, and he's always the only one who comes out on his own!"

Diana glanced at the locked cellar door, cleaved it open with her sword, revealing a staircase leading down to it, paused at the doorway, and turned to look at Natasha.

"Natha! Don't come along!"

Natasha looked into Diana's eyes and shook her head.

Diana did not stop them and led the way down, with Natasha and Toris following behind.

Before she even reached the bottom, Diana smelled a strong stench of blood. When she arrived at the bottom, the scene before her was shocking, even though she was somewhat prepared!

The cellar was large, with a long table in the middle. Its original color was no longer visible; it was a dark brown. Four rusty iron chains were fixed to the four corners of the table, and various instruments of torture were placed on it.

In the distance, several naked girls hung from iron chains. Their skin was all dried up, and there was a large pit below them.

When Natasha came down and saw this scene, she immediately covered her mouth and started gagging.

After getting off, Torres looked around, trying to find something, until he saw a small, desiccated corpse curled up on an iron chair. The body was no longer recognizable, but her withered little hand was still tightly gripping a hair clip that was stained black with blood.

That day, Toris gave his daughter a pink hair clip as a birthday present.

Toris squatted down and put the pink hair clip on Nana.

Little Nana shook her head happily.

"Daddy! Is it pretty?"

Torres pretended to look around.

"Yes! Our Nana is the prettiest!"

"Dad! I love you the most!"

Little Nana kissed Toris on the cheek.

Toris smiled and patted Nana's head.

"Dad has to go to work. He'll come back to play with you tonight!"

"kindness!"

After Toris left, Nana looked at herself in the mirror, looking left and right, and was very happy.

After lunch, she secretly boiled an egg, intending to give it to Toris as a surprise. However, she forgot Toris's instructions not to go to the manor to find him.

Little Nana, who had secretly slipped out, walked along a road. She knew that the end of this road was where her father worked. She walked for a long time, and her feet started to hurt. Just then, a horse-drawn carriage stopped beside her.

A somewhat overweight man leaned out of the carriage window and asked Nana in a friendly manner where she was going.

Little Nana innocently told the man where she was going: she was going to find her father.

The man suddenly realized what was going on and explained that he was going there anyway and could give her a ride.

Little Nana innocently boarded the carriage.

Torres, who was guarding the gate, felt uneasy until the Viscount's carriage returned. He bowed and, as the carriage passed by, he heard the familiar laughter from inside.

"Nana!"

Torres, losing his composure, shouted.

The carriage moved slowly, the laughter inside stopped, and little Nana leaned out of the carriage window and spotted Toris.

Little Nana waved the egg in her hand.

"Dad! I brought you eggs! I boiled them myself!"

Torres' eyes were bloodshot with rage as he frantically tried to catch up with the carriage, but he was blocked by a group of guards. Torres punched one of them to the ground, and the others followed suit, punching and kicking him.

"Don't hit my dad!"

Little Nana cried and tried to jump off the carriage, but was pulled back by a large hand, and the eggs in her hand fell to the ground.

"Nana!"

Torres was beaten until he vomited blood and collapsed to the ground, struggling to crawl toward the carriage.

At this moment, one of the guards couldn't stand it any longer and whispered in his ear:

"If you had gone back then, you really would have been beaten to death!"

Torres paused. The word "death" seemed like a curse, growing louder and louder in his mind. He was terrified! He hesitated! He didn't want to die!

The fear of death overwhelmed his reason, and he never saw his daughter again after that day! He kept telling himself that Nana was still somewhere on the estate, and that he would definitely find her!

Torres walked slowly over, step by step. At this moment, the few remaining black hairs on his head had turned completely white at the roots.

He gently cradled the curled-up corpse in his arms.

Toris had a kind expression on his face.

"Nana! Let's go home!"

Toris slowly walked out. Diana did not stop him, but her hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, and Natasha kept wiping away her tears.

Natasha wiped away her tears, went to Diana's side, pointed to a hanging corpse, and her voice choked with emotion.

"That...that's the boy's sister!"

Diana raised her head, and her silver pupils had turned blood red!

Natasha was startled when she saw Diana's eyes. She also noticed that black mist began to surround Diana, but she didn't dare to ask.

As Diana stepped out of the cellar, a dark figure instantly appeared before her. The figure, dressed in a black bodysuit, knelt on one knee, presenting a map with both hands.

"Sir! All the shops in the inner city that sell children are marked with red dots on the map!"

Diana took the map and glanced at it; the map instantly burned and turned to ashes.

Diana raised her hand, and a red magic circle instantly formed in the air, sending a massive fire meteor hurtling towards the luxurious residence.

With a loud bang, half of the house collapsed and then quickly burst into flames. At this moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds, almost completely blocking out the sunlight.

Some guards who were observing from a distance were too frightened to utter a sound when they saw this scene. The power of this magic was too terrifying!

Crack! As lightning flashed across the sky, a torrential downpour began, seemingly trying to extinguish the fire. However, the flames in the house continued to burn fiercely, showing no sign of going out!

The raindrops landed an inch around Diana and were repelled by a burst of energy.

"Take Natasha back to the shop!"

"Yes!"

The woman who was kneeling on one knee got up, took Natasha's hand, and walked out.

Natasha turned to look at Diana, hesitated, and finally left with the woman.

"All have to die!"

A flash of lightning illuminated Diana's cold face.

Whoosh! Diana shot straight into the sky, leaving a white line across the rain-soaked sky!