Young people who are not well-versed in the world always have a curiosity.

For example, even if it is so cruel that it makes people stand up, it may take several days to sleep. If there is a torture exhibition in ancient and modern times, both China and abroad, you will still have to chatter and dive in with great enthusiasm.

Prince Charles was also full of curiosity when he was fourteen or fifteen years old, and listened to the gray-bearded old people talking about the special event that had been many years ago.

"Wheel of Death", the ultimate torture that lasts for seven days and seven nights, combines ornamentality, technical content and deterrence.

It was not until the day he was tied to the "Wheel of Death" that he knew the true meaning of these adjectives.

The ornamentality lies in his stretched body, his nailed joints and his gradually soft limbs, and they are finally cleverly wrapped around the spokes made of the sacred wood, like an exquisite work of art.

The technical content lies in the fact that the craftsman who executed the execution should carefully break his bones inch by inch, break his bones and keep his tendons in a while. He should carefully observe his physical condition to ensure that he will not fall into a coma, and he will not die early.

The deterrent force is because this punishment is openly appreciated. The prison officer will also record the whole process and leave behind vivid pictures. The audience will remember his screams, curses, begging for mercy and crying in his heart, and will never be forgotten.

Looking back on the three days when he was unable to survive, the dark shadow under Prince Charles was about to move again, and his sharp claws were illuminated like a hair blowing.

Prince Charles calmed down, his shadow returned to its original state, and pushed his wheelchair toward the cell where the candle was brightly lit.

He was not lucky and was chosen to kill the chicken to warn the monkey. However, he was also lucky and was rescued by someone who broke into the execution ground in time. His spine was not damaged too much and he did not become a useless person slumped in the bed.

But... looking down at his unconscious hands and legs, Prince Charles had a little more hatred for the apostate who was waiting for punishment.

The broken and ground bones melted into the flesh and blood. At first, Master Guangming, who was sentenced to prison, was taken care of. His limbs, hands and feet were smooth and tender. The day after he was rescued, it began to swell, red and swollen, like a stuffed sausage.

Thanks to Lord Simeer's actions, he removed all the broken bones from the already purple flesh, reshaped the blood vessels and meridians, and granted himself the ability to manipulate the shadows. He then cheered up and vowed to eradicate the cruel and hypocritical church from the continent of Gaia.

Those who can think of the torture of "Wheel of Death", those who can personally impose this torture on innocent people, and those who can watch the torture cry and beg indifferent to the torture, are the devil.

"Your Highness, you're here."

Retracting his thoughts, Prince Charles looked at the wounded man in the cell and looked up and down.

He caught this person himself, so he naturally knew how serious the injury was.

At that time, the man was pulled off the roof of the auditorium by him, and directly penetrated his shoulder blades and elbows with shadows, wrapped them in the shadows and threw them under the stone pillars as bait.

Now the shadow nail is naturally gone, the wound is still there, it seems that the blood has solidified and the spirit is slowly recovering. It is indeed those cockroach-like aliens.

Judging from his appearance and clothes, he is indeed a Chinese.

The Gaia continent and China were connected for a short time. He had not seen many Chinese people, but those people did not want to choose which camp to rashly because they did not understand the specific situation. They just walked around and took a look.

"Why do you betray the temple?"

Prince Charles looked at the man, and the shadow under his feet suddenly became physical, hooked the shackles on the man's feet, raised it upside down, and hung the man upside down.

The man looked at His Highness the Prince who was asking questions, as if he could not feel the shadow blade that was slowly cutting his leg flesh and did not speak.

Qi Youfeng is thinking about countermeasures.

The moment he was caught, he tried to commit suicide and escape, but it seemed that someone had seen through his mind. He cleaned his hands holding the knife. When the unbearable darkness and severe pain passed, the blood that came into his eyes were seven or eight men in black robes.

Something happened every year?

Qi Youfeng quickly judged the situation clearly and struggled violently. Looking at the blood gushing out of the wound and the falling health points, hoping to have a good time.

The man in black robe immediately pressed himself down, and the light floated, and his health no longer decreased. He locked his arms, with his palm facing his palm, his elbow against his elbow, and his forearm wrapped with a barbarian slim lock, and could not move.

At the same time, his feet were also shackled, connected to the thin locks of his arms, making him unable to straighten his waist.

Qi Youfeng calmed down and was taken into this cell very well, and began to go from menopause.

The game world is so vast that there are always some desperate situations like cliffs and deep ravines. In order to avoid players who can't find a way out after accidentally entering it, and when they want to commit suicide, everyone will bring their own skills to menopause, which will be used for no limit, so as to ensure that they can return to the resurrection point quickly and painlessly.

But this skill requires reading, and if it is interrupted, it must be started again.

Qi Youfeng found that the thin lock wrapped around his arm was a bit strange. The stretching and contracting barbs not only made him feel pain, but also interrupted his skills.

It was very targeted. Qi Youfeng was a little scared. He had been in the game world for so long that he felt like he had become a fish for the first time.

"have no idea."

Realizing that Prince Charles' patience had reached its limit, Qi Youfeng spoke and said lightly.

"Don't know?" Prince Charles nodded as if he had agreed to the answer, "I've been fooled and deceived."

Qi Youfeng was slightly surprised. The guy who started such a cruel move was so easy to talk to?

"Since you are stupid, why don't you obey the teachings of my true temple and just join the deceiving devils?"

Prince Charles asked in confusion, with a little ignorance and simplicity in his eyes.

I'm stupid and I'm cheated of it, it's my fault??

Qi Youfeng couldn't figure out this logic for a moment.

Without getting an answer, ignorant and simple turned into a fierce and cruelty. A big black mouth rose from the shadow on the ground, and fine sharp teeth were stacked layer by layer, approaching the upside-down Qi Youfeng. A cold tongue stretched out from the longer and bigger mouth and licked his cheek.

Qi Youfeng felt very calm. Is he going to kill himself?

Prince Charles was in a good mood when he saw the joy on his face.

......

Going offline?

Looking at Qi Youfeng's current state every day, I couldn't help but be stunned.

If you are out of danger, Brother Feng will definitely contact him. Then is this... imprisoned? Or imprisonment without any solution except to go offline?

Every Nian immediately understood that Qi Youfeng was avoiding the pain of flesh and blood. He turned his head and looked at Adam's side face, and said nothing more.

After saving the man, Adam hugged her and flew westward, across the entire Tekrenberg, covered with dazzling white light, broke through several spell barriers of sealing and locking, and shook away many pursuers who noticed strangeness, and seemed to be heading straight for the Pope.

Every year I believe that after today, her apostate will be more immortal than marble.

Thanks to Adam's life-saving grace, looking at his white robe stained with blood, grinding his teeth fiercely every year, and then exposing this matter.

"Tekrenberg is very radical about the issue of the Holy Church, especially Prince Charles, who hates him to the core as long as he is a person or thing related to the church."

As he was about to leave Tekrenberg, Adam slightly divided the gods to speak with him every year.

"I seem to have heard of this person." Two holes were opened in his cheeks, and he spoke a little leaking every year. He moved the corners of his mouth and muttered in a very low voice.

After knowing the name of the enemy and looking through the memory every year, I realized the origin of this "hate to the core". I expressed my understanding, but not forgiving. After confirming it, I sent a message to Nick, and told me about my own affairs and only mentioned Qi Youfeng's part in detail.

"Sorry, I'm late. Qi Youfeng was not saved. You'd better not act rashly."

"No need to apologize, this is my negligence."

I carefully recalled the process of falling into a trap every year, and saw a familiar style from my approach. I was even more worried about Qi Youfeng's experience, and sent another message.

The child who was taken by Nick must be a big killer.

"Also, because of different camps, I can't cure your injuries. You can only recover slowly by yourself, or..."

Adam looked ahead, his tone was calm, and he could not hear any slightest inquiry.

"Then let's take care of it slowly," Niannian changed to a more comfortable position, as if she couldn't feel the pain, her lips raised and she laughed softly, "No hurry anyway."

"Okay," Adam responded considerately, "I will take you to the Pope's Kingdom to recuperate."

......

This night, Simere was disappointed.

The next dream he thought did not come as promised.

This is gone? According to his understanding, the subsequent dream is also very important. Or is it because it involves the operation core of "Frankenstein", so I won't show it to him?

Simire was itchy and could not suppress her curiosity anyway. With the experience and understanding of her dreams the previous two nights, she just wanted to quickly understand what she had and have a long talk every year.

Turning over and getting out of bed, turning on the light, Simire sat in front of the desk, pushed the door and walked out of the room, but he ran into the closet with the look of being hurriedly unable to hide his joy.

"Great, sir?" The close servant who had often come to report to Simere these two days was very surprised when he saw Simere. He then resumed his proper etiquette and bowed, "Sir Simere."

"It's so late, is there something urgent?"

Simire's eyelids twitched, and the tension that he hadn't even noticed was beyond words.

There is no way, there is too much bad news recently.

"You asked the two dwarves you noticed to arrive, because they entered the city too late, and I had already placed them on my own initiative to rest."

"Well, it's great. I'll bring them here later tomorrow if I'm not busy."

Calculate the time, Albert and Durcinia, who kindly sent him over, should have arrived, but Simire didn't want to see them, but she felt that this kind of thinking was not right, so she had to follow her original intention and delay for a while.

"And there is also a letter from Tekrenberg," said the attendant's tone more relaxed when talking about this matter. "Prince Charles happened to be patrolling the border and was in charge of arresting the apostate, so that you don't have to worry." "Charles?" Simere suddenly took a step forward, scaring the attendant, "Catched?"

"The man was caught, and another elf woman was seriously injured and rescued by her fellow church gangs hiding nearby."

"I actually caught Qi Youfeng? She was seriously injured? Is she still needed someone to rescue her?"

Simire asked three consecutive questions, his eyes full of incredible.

How is it possible? What about her back door? If she was caught herself, it would be fine. This is probably because she doesn't want to be exposed easily and is willing to suffer a little. How could she let Qi Youfeng be arrested?

Yes, how is that possible?

In another room, Albert sat on the bed, and had the same question.

When the waiter arranged the accommodation, he chatted with Albert for a few words. He probably knew his close friend with Simere, so he didn't hide anything and immediately shared the good news with him.

It was just shocked at the time, and now Albert has figured out something else.
Chapter completed!