I'm really not an old sword

Unfortunately, he messed around and turned a world that could have been "saved" into a lossbelt. The intensity increased so quickly that he had no way out. Then, by some unfortunate coincidence, the planetary consciousness happened to discover him during the first few years of its development.

As soon as I saw it, I was like, wow, what a guy, he's messing around right under my nose without any concealment. Do you have someone behind you to get involved in this?

No one? Then do you take me, the boss, seriously?

Brothers, stand shoulder to shoulder and teach this young man a lesson.

Then Lin Qingsu typed GG with laughter.

Chapter 31: Subjugating Scheherazade

"So I guess that after completely destroying his legend and the Old Man of the Mountain organization, the strength of his attacks in this plane will be greatly limited."

Although she spoke very toughly, Lin Qingsu still had some self-control.

He definitely can't beat the crown now.

Even if the [fusion] is 100%, it will definitely be difficult for him to defeat the top Heroic Spirit whose crown spiritual base is strengthened by the planetary consciousness.

And now Lin Qingsu is facing Serious Flash or Little Sun.

It takes a lot of effort.

Now he can only bully professional long-range turrets like Ramses II.

After all, La Er is too fragile.

It's such an embarrassment to the mages.

Look at the Sword Master of Avalon, look at the Israeli Boxing Champion, and look at the Axe King of Uruk.

As a mage, how dare you call yourself a mage if you can't even fight in close combat?

A shameful thing.

Ramses II was still at a great disadvantage in the confrontation with top-level heroic spirits.

He is suitable for group fights.

When dealing with those first-rate heroes or even those close to the top level, he can defeat more than a dozen of them by himself with his powerful firepower.

And if Lin Qingsu, Xiao Taiyang and others were besieged by more than a dozen first-class heroes.

Reopen it.

Not to mention more than a dozen, even five would be enough.

Lin Qingsu performed so fiercely yesterday.

It mainly depends on the other party's contrast.

Among the heroes who besieged him, except for Cu Chulainn, the remaining three Hassans were nothing but rotten fish and shrimp.

In all the Holy Grail Wars, which heroic spirit looked down upon assassins?

What else can an assassin do besides killing the Master?

Cu Chulainn can beat three at once (if he's lucky enough to get a level up).

But he killed too quickly and too fiercely, which frightened them.

If Bedivere, Cu Chulainn, Xuanzang, Da Vinci and Arash really besieged him, although Lin Qingsu could use his instant burst to try to kill Xuanzang or Da Vinci who were not good at close combat and cause casualties, he would also be in a tough fight.

It is not impossible to capsize in the ditch.

But in a nutshell, I acted too aggressively before and really scared them.

As for a one-on-one fight, although it may not be possible to kill Ramses II and free him from psychological trauma like King Hassan did, any top-level heroic spirit can move freely in the temple of Ramses II and kill him dozens of times.

Toys for assassins and warriors.

This is the tragedy of the traditional turret mage.

Nitocris nodded obediently upon hearing this: "I understand."

She actually felt very uncomfortable with the fact that Lin Qingsu ordered his men to massacre the old man's camp in the mountains.

After all, the old and weak are "innocent".

They may not know that their patron, the old man in the mountains, actually went crazy and tried to assassinate Lin Qingsu more than once or twice.

Although the opposite is said.

They may also know and want to drive away Lin Qingsu, the local snake, the old man in the mountain.

Help the evildoer.

But what Lin Qingsu did was still too extreme.

Like crazy.

However, when I heard Lin Qingsu's confession yesterday, I learned that his original country and people were slaughtered by the crowned people including Wang Hassan.

Only then did I understand why Lin Qingsu did this.

He was just repeating what Wang Hassan had done to him before.

When is the time for retribution.

Nitocris would never say such nonsense to Lin Qingsu, with whom she was in the honeymoon period. Moreover, she herself was a woman who advocated great revenge. She just hated reasonless slaughter.

"If you don't like it then don't do it."

Lin Qingsu smiled and said, "I was too busy before, doing everything by myself, one thing after another. Now I have you. If you have any ideas, just tell me and I will accept them."

Nitocris rolled her eyes and said, "Finally you found a job, right?"

"I will give you a satisfactory reward."

"I'm already yours, what else can you give me..."

Nitocris's smile froze as she spoke. The look in her eyes as she looked at Lin Qingsu gradually changed, as if she was looking at a hopeless and helpless pervert: "You, you mean revenge..."

"Yes, it's Yongquan Xiangbao."

"Ahhhh, you pervert! Get out of here... wuuuuuuuuu?!"

......

Guinevere is a gentle person.

She didn't want to see others covered in bruises, even if they were the enemy of her Majesty, so she simply ordered all the prisoners' cells to be separated far apart so that they could not communicate.

And put on a blindfold.

It just creates a silent room with only the sound of dripping water.

Because she didn't want to see anyone get hurt, of course.

In fact, it is because these people are heroic spirits. Even if they simulate the human body and bleed, they will not die as long as they have enough magic power, so the conventional water dripping punishment has no effect on them.

From time to time, Guinevere would have people bring in criminals on death row, as well as rebels captured alive by the Knights of the Round Table, and have them dragged to the cell across from them...

Of course, the kind-hearted Guinevere would definitely not show up at such a time. Although there were many death row prisoners, she only asked her subordinates to kill five chickens each to scare the others.

In the darkness with no response from Liao and only the sound of dripping water, each day seemed as long as a century. Every day at a fixed time, a death row prisoner would be dragged to the other's cell and tortured by specialized personnel.

At first, the screams of the tortured would scare them and make them tremble with fear from time to time, without exception. But gradually, after the third death row prisoner, they realized that such torture would not befall them...

It's more of a fear of the quiet in the dark.

Even though they heard the painful screams from their souls every time, even though they heard the sounds of whips and branding irons rubbing against flesh and the screams, they still couldn't help but feel fear, fear that one day it would happen to them, but they also felt a sense of anticipation.

because.

This is the only way for them to determine the time in this endless darkness. This is the only time in the day when they can hear other people's voices, which makes them know that they are not alone and that there are other people in this world besides themselves.

But after the fifth day.

Disappeared.

One drop, two drops... one thousand three hundred and forty drops... five thousand and twenty-three drops... They silently counted the falling drops of water, but were horrified to find that no one came anymore.

They seemed to have been forgotten.

The blocked vision amplified the hearing countless times, but the only sound one could hear was the sound of dripping water.

......

The sound of chains dragging echoed on the ground outside the cell.

Scheherazade breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't know why she felt relaxed when she heard such a horrifying sound. Even though she knew someone would be punished in a while, she felt at ease. At least there were other people in this world besides her.

But soon she fell into deeper fear.

The sound of footsteps, chains and boxes being dragged, stopped at the door of her cell.

"Are you here for me?"

Yes!

There were four people walking, but they were all moving normally, without the sound of prisoners being pulled by hinges.

Thinking of this, Scheherazade's fear reached its peak.

‘Squeak. ’

The iron door of the cell was slowly opened.

Scheherazade's plump body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

She thought of the screams of the tortured prisoners who were sent to the cell opposite long ago.

Even with his mouth blocked, he couldn't stop the shrill screams.

If this body wasn't made entirely of magic, it wouldn't have the normal need for excretion.

She was probably about to bleed all over the floor.

The sound of footsteps and the dragging of chains reached her side, and Scheherazade's delicate body trembled even more violently.

The black cloth covering the eyes was lifted.

Two expressionless maids stood on her left and right.

"What are you going to do?"

The maid didn't answer her, but picked up something like a collar and put it around her neck.

Then the maid on the other side took out a key.

Insert it into the dark red chain made of magic that was holding her in the air.

‘Poof! ’

Scheherazade fell to the ground, but she had no time to feel the pain in her body.

"stand up."

Scheherazade pursed her lips and stood up obediently.

She was not Hassan Serenity, and she did not have the strong willpower that allowed her to ignore the harsh training she had undergone.

Not like Mashu either.

I have the conviction that I must be their enemy.

She didn't even have the courage of Leonardo da Vinci or Xuanzang, and didn't even have the slightest thought of resistance.

She is just an 'ordinary person' who was inexplicably dragged into this!

He was summoned here by Ashiya Doman and ordered to attack the king. He was then captured by the Knights of the Round Table in the temple explosion.

Scheherazade felt aggrieved.

She didn't dare to resist, nor did she want to resist. She didn't even have the thought of trying to use the crude magic power that was imprisoned by chains in her body.

Just stood in front of those ordinary people with his head lowered and his eyes submissive.

She allowed them to put humiliating anklets, chains and collar on her, and then was led out.

I prayed in my heart that my cooperation would prevent them from torturing me.

Walking out of the cell, Scheherazade became increasingly terrified when she saw the dark figure opposite her.