Hell's Code of Conduct

There are two more chapters in the past chapter two.

If love could overcome instinct ([-])

Intoxicated by the Night has a large bath that can hold dozens of people, and Leal can probably think of its unhealthy use.At the moment he has it all to himself, soaking himself in the bathtub, letting the steaming water submerge him.His hair was a little longer, and the wet ends of his hair stuck to his back, and some of them swayed slightly with the water.

Leal looked towards the translucent bathroom door, and he could see a tall figure sitting there with his back against the door, like a doorman staring at him.It is said that cats hate water, and they want to shake off all the water droplets on their bodies when they take a bath. For some reason, Felinnay also has this characteristic, so Leal can enjoy the fun of bathing safely instead of being caught by a big cat. describe.

Lyall couldn't help laughing, and tied her wet hair into a small bunch at the back of her head, and stood up from the water.

It has been five months since he came to hell, and Leal is gradually getting used to life on the edge of hell.But recently, he and Felinnai plan to take a walk around. After all, there is still a long time in the future, and he wants to get familiar with this land far away from the world.

He has to spend time observing and searching for pure demons and fallen people, as well as whether there are human beings like himself.

After the bathroom door was opened, Leal saw Felinnay grabbing Sullivan's tail out of boredom, repeating the game of the little red snake winding away after letting go, being caught by the shadow and returning to Felinnay's hand, Sullivan looked like he was dying.

"Master! Help, save me!!" The little red snake saw Leal as if seeing a savior coming, spit out snake letters and burst into tears, but was grabbed by Felinnai before he could touch his feet. It almost stopped cooking with a sound.

Leal said: "Don't bully him too much." However, he could also imagine that Sullivan must have sneaked over to peek again, but was caught by Felinna who was also peeking.

Leal squatted down and kissed Ferinnai's eyebrows, and the other party's brows stretched out, kissing Leal's wet temples back, and whispered: "I will take you to a good place."

According to the few experiences and deeds that Leal has heard from others, saying this usually means finding a date with a beautiful scenery.However, for the time being, he hasn't found anything that can be called a beautiful place nearby, but he is also looking forward to the surprise that Felinnay will bring him.

Claire never expected that Felinnai would bring him here.

"??" Leal stared blankly at the signboard of Mitt's store, and looked at Felinnay beside him suspiciously, "Is this the good place?"

The alchemist sent Leal to Sullivan a few months ago. Although he didn't intend to harm him, Leal couldn't be happier.But later he found out that the delicious little cakes were actually produced in Mitt's shop, and he became a regular customer in the shop after being taken aback, even though Mitt repeatedly emphasized that the cakes were not made by him.

"It was brought by a young man who couldn't see his face, and he sounded about the same age as you." Mitte struggled to explain every time, "He said that he made too many cakes, and the extra cakes were brought to me for consignment. , Put it down and leave, I don't know his background at all! But if you say the 'resting place' on the cake slice, I have an impression."

This is what the alchemist told Leal a few months ago, that the kitten in the basement was brought back from the resting place, but he can't explain where it is, and he can't remember why he went. There.I asked Sullivan and got an unclear answer. Leal felt that there was a hint of magic in it, but he couldn't investigate more things, so he put it aside for the time being.

Felinnai brought him here today obviously not to buy cakes. Mitt waited in front of the door early. After seeing the two of them, he rubbed his hands mysteriously, took out a small box not much bigger than the palm of his hand, and handed it over seriously. To Feline.

"This is the most proud work of my life." His expression was very solemn, with the feeling that this was his pinnacle work.Leal was still puzzled. It seemed that Felinnai had ordered something from the alchemist without his knowledge.

Felinnai quickly revealed the mystery. He opened the box, and Leal also lowered his head, and saw two silver-white rings inside. What was more special was that the rings were shaped like silver thorns, although the inside was smooth.

"What kind of crap is this?" Leal, who preconceived that Mitt would not make anything good, couldn't help asking.

Felinnai took them out of the box, "I heard from the people here that they are proof of a certain relationship. Human customs are very interesting, and they will make such things."

Leal deeply believes that Felinnai misunderstood the meaning of human customs itself. The exchange of rings is indeed a proof of love, and thorns are not used as symbols. This is the tradition of hell.

Leal glanced at Mitt, who was still intoxicated with his peak work, thinking about whether to let Sullivan come over to harass him, but the snake definitely accepted it.Felinnai must have been bewitched by him to come up with this kind of ring.

That being said, Leal will not disappoint Felinnai.He thought to himself, "Do as the Romans do", took a ring from Ferinnai's hand, and put it on the ring finger of his left hand.After that, he stretched out his hand generously, and Ferinnai also put the same silver and white thorn ring on the same position on Leal's right hand.

"……that's it?"

The amazing work of the legendary alchemist should not just remain on the surface.

Mitt also felt Leal's doubts, and immediately said with great pride: "There is a mana thread between the two rings! If you can't see it, don't think it's because of my poor craftsmanship!" He angrily took out a handful of shiny powder Sprinkle on Leal and Feline.

Leal raised the ring-wearing hand, and there were indeed a few looming mana threads between the two rings that entwined their hands together.

"Now, break the thread." The alchemist said inscrutably with his hands behind his back: "Leave a mark."

This time Felinnai raised his hand before Leal, the mana thread was stretched to the limit and then broke suddenly, a tingling burning sensation came from the base of the finger, Leal stared at his finger, the silver ring froze in an instant. The fine particles of light that turned into dots of starlight floated into the air, and together with the light mist formed by scattered gold powder, it rose above the sky, and what remained on the skin was a light-colored scar in the shape of a thorn.

"What a perfect imprint!" Mitt talked eloquently about his craftsmanship. "This imprint can't be removed for life, just like it is imprinted on the soul! You are a match made in heaven!"

Leal didn't listen to the alchemist's words, he touched the same scar on Felinnay's finger, thinking that he and Felinnay could still be together for many years after the passage of time, this is the proof.

"Don't you want to say something?" Leal asked Ferinai after blocking Mitte's noise.

"I don't have a soul, and this thing is just a mark of the body." Felinnai's eyes were deep, "I just thought that even though we are very different, we still have the same marks on our bodies."

Leal took a deep breath, a casual smile flitting across his face.

Mitt Gaba stuck his mouth aside in embarrassment, the coolness rising from the soles of his feet felt that the bad atmosphere might be life-threatening if he stayed any longer, so he turned and fled back to the store.

In fact, Leal and Felinnay didn't do much after that, as if exchanging rings was just a small episode.But Felinnay could see that Leal was very happy, and he also showed a peaceful and comfortable mood.

Before leaving, there is still a series of preparatory work. Leal bought a lot of magic scrolls to study on the road, and Felinnay went to buy food and clothes. Sullivan’s aesthetics are too weird, and Leal doesn’t want to give them to him at all. to do.

Little Red Snake was very reluctant to leave Leal. He has learned a lot since the contract, but Leal kindly reminded himself that he would not be bullied by the big devil Ferinnai again after leaving. Sullivan weighed The pros and cons finally decided to say goodbye to them with tears.

On the last day before leaving, Leal, who had been shopping for a whole day, came back quite early, but he didn't expect Sullivan to tell him that Feline had been waiting for him for a long time when he entered the door.

"It's very fast to be able to shuttle through the shadows." Leal, who was walking on his legs, had no choice but to ask Sullivan to help him carry his things upstairs.

"Master, when are you coming back?" Little Red Snake asked after Leal with her things in her arms.

"It won't be long. We don't plan to go to the territory of the Four Square Kings for the time being. At best, we will take a look at a few ports first." Leal turned his head, "After a while, I find another way to avoid the attack of the magic energy, and I will erase it. Your contract."

"!! Why!" Sullivan froze in shock, almost crying, "Master, are you going to abandon me!"

Leal was surprised by this reaction, "Don't you want to release the contract and regain your freedom?"

"I don't want to! Master, you are so kind." Sullivan twitched, "This is the first time I have seen the ability to heal wounds. In hell, no matter the devil or the fallen, you can only recover by yourself after being injured. You are so special, I want to follow you forever."

The minds of the inhabitants of hell are really strange.Leal didn't say much, and acquiesced to Sullivan's rhetoric.He hurriedly touched the doorknob, when the door was opened from the inside, and Sullivan yelled when he saw Ferinnai and quickly hid away like a conditioned reflex, for fear of being caught if he was too slow to hide.

"You're back." Felinna took Leal's hand, with a smile in his pure black eyes.

Leal was stunned for a moment, a strange emotion emerged from the bottom of his heart.he asked:

"who are you?"

This chapter can be eaten with bgm - "Lemon" by Kenshi Yonezu

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If love could overcome instinct (thirteen)

Leal stared at the man in front of him. He had the same face and voice as Felinnay. When he smiled, his eyes were filled with dark black, and his gaze and posture seemed to be able to dominate everything.Leal withdrew his hand and took a step back.

He asked again: "Who are you?"

Sullivan looked here at the end of the corridor. He saw Leal and Felinnay at the door. He didn't know what they were messing with, but he also heard his master's question. "Isn't he just Felinnai?" Little Red Snake looked between the two of them, puzzled.

Felinnay was also surprised by Leal's reaction, and said with a smile, "What's wrong with you."

His shadow is also flying and churning in the outline.

The icy coldness rose from under Leal's feet, and he suddenly had a terrible thought, and blurted out: "Sullivan! Get out of here, as far away as possible!"

Little Red Snake let out an "Ah?", but the power of the contract made his body act before his mind, and he instantly turned into his original body and ran downstairs, followed by the loud sound of knocking open the door.

Sullivan's escape was like a bug running under his nose for "Felinnai", and he didn't care.The man with Felinna's face was still there, with an unruly smile.

Lyal retreated into the hallway.

He murmured, "You're Ferris..."

The man sighed silently, showing a distressed expression, "Why can you distinguish me from him? Everyone thinks there is only one Black Beast. Could it be because you don't belong to this world?"

Seeing the other party's confession, Leal's face was sullen, "Don't appear in front of me with Felinnay's face!"

The other party smiled and found Leal's reaction particularly interesting.He leaned slightly, as if teasing a small animal, and said very puzzled: "Why, because I have defiled your favorite?"

The shadow screen winds and covers the entire corridor, and the lights are turned off, as if the endless night is coming, taking away all the heat in the world.A heavy shadow passed over the man's side, and he changed into a well-made black dress.

Ferris, the current Black Beast body, stretched out his hand to Leal very gentlemanly, and said, "Let's do a multiple-choice question."

Leal didn't even look at Ferris' outstretched hand, but asked, "Why are you here?"

"I seem to have said that we'll be in hell the next time we meet." Ferriss seemed to be apologizing for his lateness, "The Black Beast has a different meaning to the whole hell, I did spend some time dealing with the mess left by my ex .”

He didn't feel offended by Leal's ignorance, and his tone was still calm. "Leal, I will kill you in front of Feline."

Leal was shocked suddenly, and the coldness reached his bones.Ferris took a step closer and said softly, "You are special. Whether it's me, Ferinnai, or the black beast that no longer exists, you are not afraid of Chaos at all, and you can still love it deeply... When I wasn't paying attention, that shadow also fell in love with you... It's so funny."

Leal's back was already against the wall of the corridor, and there was no way out.

He had trouble understanding Ferris' behavior. "You have replaced the black beast to take the position of the main body. Even the gods can no longer hinder you. You can get the dark forest and even the whole hell at your fingertips. Felinnai's shadow who doesn't know anything, I will not hinder you."

Ferris listened quietly to Leal's words, and even nodded in agreement, "You are right. But I just want to do this, there is no reason."

The man smiled at Leal's inexplicable gaze, "So this is a multiple-choice question. When you saw me as a shadow, you knew very well the huge difference in power between the black beast umbra, so if I want to kill you, Do you think he will choose to run away or bite the bullet and fight against me?"

Ferris put the hand outstretched towards Leal gently on his chest, "Your heart is beating very fast."

At this time, they all heard the sound of someone pushing the door downstairs.

Ferris knew of Leal's desire to yell, he put his finger on his lips and hissed, and a black shadow fell on Leal's throat to block his voice.

Ferris lowered his eyes and read to the speechless Lyall, "Ten."

The countdown made Leal's beating heart like a violent furnace, and he could even feel his eardrum throbbing and hurting. When Ferris said "seven", the man downstairs had already stepped on the stairs.

Leal pushed the opponent's hand in vain with both hands, and a hoarse but silent cry came from his throat.

"Three." Ferris admired Leal's struggle, and his eyes fell on the end of the stairs at the end of the corridor.

——Felinnai!

Thinking of the scene where the black beast easily scattered the shadows, Leal's face was as white as paper, and looking in the same direction, he saw Felinnai's foot stepping up the last step.

At this moment, his will seemed to turn into strength. He tried his best to shake off the shadows around him, ignoring the sound of bones about to break from his strangled neck, and shouted: "Felinnai, go!!"

Ferris' eyes fell.

Time seemed to be frozen into fragments of broken pictures. Felinnai at the other end of the corridor stopped instantly when he heard Leal's helpless yell. After the familiar aura appeared, he knew who was coming without even thinking about it.Felinnai and Ferris looked at each other, the former did not leave as Leal thought, nor did he confront him head-on as Ferris thought.Felinnai stepped into the shadow, like a drop of water leaping into the ripples, and the next second he appeared beside Leal, and the black shadow turned into a huge beast claw and attacked Ferris, who was lightly dispelled by the latter.

"It's courageous to dare to do something to me." Ferris turned his head lightly, and the shadow claws that Felinnai was holding onto him, together with one of his own arms, were instantly shattered by the darkness. The jetted shadow diffused into a thick black awn.

Felinnay didn't seem to feel any pain, his eyes didn't blink, and he didn't retreat from the black beast itself. Half of his face was swept by the blade-shaped black shadow in a thrilling way, trying to take the opportunity to block Ferris.

"Hmm...!" Leal felt a huge pressure push back, and Ferris' hand on his chest seemed to crush his ribs.Both sides of the fight could manipulate the shadows, and the shadow blades and claws dropped death silently, and finally Felinna fended off Ferris' hand and leaned down to hug Leal tightly.

Leal, whose brain was empty, heard Felinnai softly say to him: "I will never leave you."

Leal's blood rushed to his head and then instantly cooled down. His buzzing ears actually heard Ferris' mocking sigh under such circumstances.

"What a pity," he said.

After that, Leal's field of vision was filled with thick blood, and the stench of blood poured into his nasal cavity.

——Why is this happening?

He opened his eyes in vain, and fell to the ground due to the weight of his body. His trembling hands touched the broken bones and flesh on the back of the man who was protecting him.

Leal trembled all over, and it took a while to recover his voice hoarsely, "Felinnay...!" He embraced the opponent's body that was almost torn in two, clenching his teeth and trying to reshape his body.But his ability had no effect on Felinnai, the power of chaos devoured his regeneration power almost simultaneously, and the shadow of the black beast could not be awakened by him.

This scene caused a fleeting flash of irritation in Ferris' eyes, as if the characters in the play didn't behave according to his script.Felinnai chose to protect Leal in the end, and the options Ferris gave were all in vain, but he quickly returned to his previous graceful and easy-going appearance, bent down, and gently wiped away the blood stained on Leal's eyebrows, Tell him: "He died, and death is with you."

"No, no..." Leal could feel the pain from the bottom of his heart even with his weak breath, he put his arms around Ferinnai's lifeless body in vain, and looked at Ferris, "You were once hacked The beast waved away..."

"Yes, that's right." Ferris nodded and said yes, suddenly remembering that he had the same experience, and pretending to be helpless, he said: "The shadow will not die completely. It can be recovered, but the process is not so pleasant."

Leal's lips turned pale, "Felinnay is not the black beast that tortured you, the black beast no longer exists! You and Felinnay...you have no enmity. What exactly do you want?"

"What I want... probably is you." When Ferris said this in an uncertain tone, he saw Leal's face fade away, showing a mischievous smile, "Don't show such an expression , Is there any difference? Me and him—" Ferris raised his hand slightly, and the black shadow approached Felinnai in Leal's arms, as if trying to eat away at his broken body.

Leal shrank his body reflexively, covering Felinnai with blood all over his body.

Just to scare him, Ferris stopped and continued: "I am exactly the same as him. I can have the face and body you love, and I have the power that he doesn't have. What you want I can have." I can give you everything, as long as you close your eyes, accept me, and let him go."

Ferris knelt down on one knee holding Leal's hand, with a soft tone as if he was treating his lover, let the back of Leal's blood-stained hand cling to his forehead, and said bewitchingly: "Love is an extremely useless thing, Leal. But I can 'love' you, as he promised."

He brutally pushed the option to Leal and waited patiently for his response.

——It’s so beautiful.

Ferris stared at Leal's face with abyss-like eyes, looking at his beautiful face as cold and white as moonlight.This human being was so weak that he could be crushed to death with one hand, but he exuded a brilliance that people couldn't take their eyes off. One couldn't help but want to see despair in his eyes.

The power of the black beast itself and the shadow is very different, but they belong to the same source. He wants to devour Leal, just like the last black beast, like the shadow destroyed by him, like all the masters of chaos.

But that would be such a pity.There is no fear in these eyes containing the sea of ​​stars, Leal is not afraid of him, how could Ferris kill such an interesting prey so easily.

Leal rolled his eyes and tried to withdraw his hand, but Ferris held it firmly.

He asked word by word: "...Does this make sense?"

"Meaning? Is it meaningful for demons to devour human beings for their appetite? Is it meaningful for human beings to survive?" Ferris said: "Everything is meaningless, including the operation of this world. Don't try to understand with ordinary eyes. The black beast is also for me, and for Ferinnai too. It’s time to wake up from the dream, Leal, this place is not what you think.”

"...No." Leal briefly denied Ferris's words after a moment, "You are never worthy to speak to me with this face and voice. He is not like you."

His hands no longer trembled, and blood beads rolled down his long eyelashes, replacing his tears and crying.

With a slap, Leal looked decisive, and slapped Ferris backhand with all his strength.

The pain was almost gone, but Ferris' face changed.

He clenched Leal's fingers with a force that could almost break bones, and said solemnly: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Leal raised his face and answered him coldly: "Go away."

Ferris's anger dissipated, but he was amused by Leal's fierce appearance. He stretched his brows and whispered in Leal's ear: "Okay, this is very good. Then, I will give you ten days. Run away with all your might, and I'll catch up to you."

"I have prepared a toy box for you, you will definitely like it." Ferris combed Leal's sideburns gently, like treating a treasure, "As for the shadow that should stay in the gutter, how about killing it only once? That's enough. I don't mind doing it again when he gathers his dying breath, and this time you'll have to watch carefully from the audience."

——"He is always in the quagmire, and you can also struggle as much as you want."

Ferris let go of Leal, stood up and looked down at him condescendingly, bowed slightly to Leal as he did when he was in the world, and said cheerfully: "I look forward to seeing you again."

Ferris disappeared in an instant, and the shadow dissipated, but the surroundings were still pitch black, with no light to illuminate the way forward.

Leal was indifferent to Ferris' words, he lowered his head, and kissed Felinnai's cold lips almost reverently.Then he let go of his embrace, and put the last kiss on the scar at the root of the other's ring finger, pushing his beloved to sink and be swallowed by the shadow.

He raised the corners of his mouth, showing a beautiful and determined smile, "Wait for me."

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13 years later.

East of Hell.night capital.

Dinotia once again looked at Leal who was resting on the sofa with his eyes closed.He seemed to be asleep, lying in a very comfortable position, but opened his eyes the next moment, and asked the owl caught by him with a smile: "Are you peeking at me?"

"Can you go back to your own bedroom to sleep, it will interfere with my work." Xiao Xiao said with a straight face, without making a fuss at all.

"It seems that you finally feel the charm of your majesty. Great, I will gladly accept your compliment, Xiao."

Dinotia rolled his eyes in his heart, "You have taken a nap here every day recently, I think I should return the study to you."

"It's your job to handle the mountain of work for me." Leal smiled a very kindly, and continued to close his eyes to rest, "But, don't you feel it here?"

"What do you feel, what are you going to do?" Dinotia said feebly, he didn't want to clean up the mess left by the green demon anymore. Just a few days ago, this guy went out of his way to destroy the palace of the black beast. He is already one head and two big.

Leal lazily opened one eye, absent-mindedly, "You're right if you don't feel it."

"..."

Leal laughed at another one-sided verbal victory of his own.

After a while, he asked again: "Dino, have you ever loved anyone?"

Dinotia's pen tip paused, a chill rose from his back, and he replied: "If the standard answer to this question is 'I love you', I'm sorry I can't say it, it's too disgusting."

Leal let out an uncontrollable laugh, "That's not what I meant. Forget it."

He inadvertently glanced at his left hand, one of the prices he paid. There was originally a long and deep scar on the inside of his arm, but it was on his human body instead of this human form after wearing snake skin.Now the skin of this body is as smooth as new, without a trace of trace.

Including the imprint on the ring finger.

The fleeting loss flashed across Leal's eyes, and he stretched out his five fingers, as if he was plucking the invisible strings in the air.Paprita, the Tome of Hell, jumped happily and flew to his side, rubbing his slender fingers with the jumping pages affectionately.

Only Leal can see it, just under his feet, a grid formed by mana threads that no one else can detect quietly covers the entire night city.In fact, not only that, this net has slowly extended to the entire hell.

——Even Xiao Xiao didn't notice at such a close distance, so it seems that there is no problem.

Leal was in a good mood, and reached out to stroke the spine of the Grimoire, while Paprita used the ink lines on her body to create hearts flying around her master.Lyal tapped on its star-and-diamond-encrusted hard-shell cover, momentarily cutting off the vast magic that held the web.

He lay back down again, silently chanting the name of the current black beast body in a cold tone in his heart, "Ferris."

"Love can change people beyond recognition. I'm probably pretty ugly by now."

After a while, he murmured another name in a low voice, with infinite nostalgia and indelible love, "...Felinnai."

——I don't want to remember exactly how many times I lost you.The time was coming and I did all I could.

I still love you as much as you love me.

Take my hand again.

Past Part Two (End)

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So far, one-third of the tentative plot of this article has been written! (applause to myself here)

A total of six stories and four past chapters (the past chapters are so short that they are almost negligible, so 3/9=one-third!)

Going back to the main story tomorrow and starting the third story, the third story is a transitional chapter, relatively short, and new characters will appear www

I really need comments to give me a wave of chicken blood...

26. In hell, there are two places where demons sleep, one is the mausoleum of nothingness, and the other is the bloody sand execution platform

The bloody sand execution platform is never short of blood and shouts.

Carl was forced to cover his ears amidst the deafening yells, and he looked like he was going to throw up in line with the bloody scene offstage.

"Lord Corin, how long are we going to stay?!" He opened his mouth wide and asked his companions quietly watching the audience. He had to use the highest volume, and he had to take advantage of the interval between the waves of applause, "Black Crystal Palace The meeting is about to begin!"

Karl's companion is very thin, with his body leaning forward and his back arched, his fingers crossed on his lap, as if he is not disturbed by the noisy environment around him, only his fingers vibrate slightly with the crackling sound waves around him.His sunken cheeks and gloomy eyes fell on the execution platform, where several people were dragging a demon hill-shaped corpse to clean up the scene. As he moved, dark red blood flowed out from under the demon, like Abstract painting outlined with red brush on canvas.

Corian glanced at the unsophisticated boy next to him indifferently, and handed him a small clay sculpture carved into the shape of an ear, motioning him to keep it in his palm.

"Shut your mouth, there are plenty of good-eared demons here."

Corian's gloomy voice exploded from Karl's mind, and the young fallen man groaned from the volume. He couldn't help shaking his head, and imitated Corian's method and used the communication rune to talk to him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lord Corrien." Karl was just a small attendant, and came with Corrien on an errand to see the "executor" of the legendary bloody sand execution platform.He didn't want to cause trouble, and Corrien was one of the sixteen generals, so he couldn't afford to cause trouble.

"Meetings, useless meetings." Corian's thin, bone-protruding face was full of impatience, but he still answered Carl's question, "I'm only responsible for watching the executioner, other things have nothing to do with me."

After hearing this, Carl had no choice but to nod, and continued to stare at the field tremblingly.After the demon's corpse was cleared out, there was only one person standing lazily in the center of the execution platform, which was as big as the Martial Arts Arena. From too far away, Carl could only see that this man had short, flaxen-blond curly hair, He couldn't see the other person's expression, but he could also imagine the upward posture of the other person's mouth with a cigarette in his mouth, like a sharp knife.

This is the executioner of Xuesha, the one in the legend...

Recalling the scene where the man easily killed the demon on the stage just now, Karl's body trembled together with his heart, and his scalp tingled with excitement.Half of the body of the man on the execution platform is stained with the blood of the devil, while the other half is in the shadows. He seems to be waiting for the next prey to come out of the gate and needs to do it himself. He puts his hands in his pockets and looks up at the sky, as if singing .

Carl was puzzled, "The bloody sand execution platform is a place where criminal demons and humans are imprisoned, but there is no uniform law in hell, so how can we measure the definition of 'sinner'?"

"Another meaning of a broad category is that anyone can come in. This is the place where the Lord of the West deals with those who are intrusive." Corin's voice came, showing a sense of indifference, and he looked at it maliciously. Carl said: "If I want to throw you in, there are many ways."

The young attendant shuddered, not daring not to take the other party's words seriously.The predecessor of the Blood Sand Execution Platform was an arena run by a bloodthirsty and perverted demon lord. If you want to kill people or kill demons or watch others kill, come here - tickets are free, outside betting is also free, everyone who steps into the arena Creatures can do anything on it, including but not limited to fighting and torturing.It was rumored that the place that was still called the Blood Sand Arena at that time could exhaust several slaves to death just by cleaning the blood and corpses on the ground.Later, the West Hell was occupied by the fallen, and the arena located on the southwest border also "peacefully evolved" into an execution platform, which was specially used to execute evil demons and fallen people.

The vast majority of hell dwellers are bullying, and blood and killing excite them, so even though it has become the place of the fallen, many demons are also flocking to it.

However, most of them, like Karl, made a special trip to see what the legendary executioner looked like.

At this time, the gate to the prisoner was opened again, and the man on the stage threw away the half-burned cigarette butt, and picked up the rusty long sword that he had just dropped from the ground.The blade of the giant sword was full of gaps and blunt beyond belief. It looked like a piece of scrap iron, but he didn't care.

"Kill him! Kill him!" The shouts came again, but they didn't know where they were cheering.The reason why the executioner is called the executioner is because he represents the power of judgment of the blood sand.This man has been imprisoned here for decades, killing criminals with a sword almost every day, and being able to live to this day also shows that he has never missed a shot before.

Yes, the executioner is also a member of the prisoner, a stage killing tool.

Karl stared intently at the jumping executioner. Humans usually respond to demons that are several times larger than their body by circling around and waiting for an opportunity to strike. It was quite different, but it also ignited the blood of the audience in the stands.

"Punisher!" The ferocious-looking humanoid demon raised his giant hand and slapped the oncoming man, roaring and punching him with such force that he could smash him into a puddle of flesh in a second. Sauce.

Under such pressure, anyone will dodge subconsciously. Even after acquired training, it can't offset the fear brought about by the natural strength difference. However, the executioner seems to have lost the dodge function. A sword flower was replaced by a rusted sword on his shoulder, and cut straight at the demon's giant hand. The inertia brought by the heavy and useless iron helped him stagger his attacks, and it fell on the demon's arm as if it had no weight.

The blunt sword was inserted straight into the forearm, and blood spurted out instantly. The executioner tilted his body, not because he was thrown away by the painful force of the devil, but because he wanted to avoid the blood that flew out, but he failed. was dyed red.

"It's quite strong." The executioner clicked his tongue, and his expression became gloomy.

The devil's skin is extremely hard, and the damage caused by the giant sword is very limited.The furious demon roared and knocked the executioner flying on him. The latter swung away most of the attacks with his weapon, but his body still flew out, fell to the ground and retreated a few steps before stabilizing his figure.

Seeing that the executioner's weapon couldn't bring him any fatal damage, the demon relied on his own steel and iron to smash at him, "I'll kill you!"

"If it were you, how would you deal with this demon."

Carl was startled by Corin's sudden words. He was already immersed in the fighting on the stage, and almost forgot that his real mission was to assist Corin in monitoring the movement around the bloody sand execution platform.

"If the curse of weakness doesn't work, then we can only start by piercing through the solid skin." Carl replied cautiously. He was not a mage, not even an apprentice, but his master was a consummate spellcaster. Or, even if he only knows superficially, he gave the best answer he could think of.

Corleen didn't comment, "To deal with such tough demons above the five-body weight who only have brute force requires a team to encircle and gradually consume them. In the end, they will fall, but it will take time." He also said: "You can execute people Not that patient. He's a very bad-tempered man, so his approach must be very different."

"But this lord is a black warrior, right? Can there be a better way." Carl couldn't think of it.Black Samurai is a general term for warriors or knights who have signed a contract with the devil and fell into hell after death. They fight only by martial skills and possibly enchanted equipment, without magical power.Relying on force and a blunt sword to cause a lot of damage to that layer of copper-like skin is too difficult.

The executioner on the stage took advantage of the demon's huge size and walked him around for several minutes. A frivolous whistle sounded, and the man with the sword escaped the demon's fist again without any danger, and dragged him to the execution platform. Diagonal position.

"Where are you running!" The demon became angry and punched the ground, and a hole was opened in the solid quartz stone countertop, and the stone chips flew in an instant, forming a small cloud of blinding smoke.The executioner sneered, and shouted to the demon who was looking for him everywhere: "The dog hasn't finished walking yet, come quickly."

What responded to him was another thunderclap that shattered the ground.

"What is the executioner doing?" The stage was destroyed one after another. Carl couldn't understand the intention of the fallen man on the stage, and neither could most of the audience. They began to boo, and some even stood up and raised their middle fingers.

But Corin's face became more and more ugly. He understood the intention of the executioner, and blurted out, "His Majesty's forbidden area engraving is buried under the quartz slab, and he wants to run away."

"What, what?" It took Carl a long while to understand the meaning of Corin's words.

The executioner will not be imprisoned here obediently. The emperor of the South ordered people to repair the execution platform to imprison the engraving. Now the executioner uses the power of the devil to destroy the seal. One can imagine his intention.

The executioner moved very quickly, and within a short while walking the demon, he completely destroyed the twelve engraved nodes.When the last slate was lifted, the fallen man with the sword smiled fiercely, "Thanks to the gorilla."

As soon as the words fell, the executioner jumped onto the devil's muscles again