"Who are you? How dare you disturb the platform and seek death?"
After a short period of silence, the leading Barcelona officer suddenly got up and shouted, his whole body was shining with a powerful flame of fighting spirit, and surrounded him with several other colleagues around him. There is a message.
"Quick, surround yourself, don't let him run away."
The officer of the puppet army shouted loudly, and thousands of puppet troops rushed over from all directions on the ground like a tide.
In the past, there have been incidents of robbing the execution ground near the execution platform, so they have long been prepared.
The Zenit civilians who were forced to observe the massacre below were also exclaimed. At the same time, they were also worried about this young man in white clothes. People are captured and killed.
Who knows—this young man with black hair like a waterfall and white clothes like snow didn't even look at the Barcelona officers.
He just took a small step forward.
Bang bang bang!
An incredible thing happened. The bodies of the powerful Barcelona officers, like eggs hit by a hammer, burst open, red blood plasma and white bone foam splashed everywhere, and they died instantly. Whole body.
at the same time.
The puppet troops surrounded from all directions also followed in the footsteps of the Barcelona officers.
Their bodies, like inflated balloons, exploded with a bang, and the blood plasma and bones turned into red mist and dissipated in the air.
It was as if an invisible giant hand crushed them all.
In a blink of an eye, all the thousands of Barcelona people and puppet soldiers around the execution platform were dead.
Above Xingtai, the young man in white clothes like snow took another step forward, his figure flickered slightly, and disappeared in the direction behind the city gate in an instant.
On and off the execution platform, only the civilians of Zenit were unharmed, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with them, and even the splashed plasma never splashed on them. Both eyes were full of incredulous expressions, and the hundreds of prisoners who had walked through the gate of hell were looking at the crowd below in disbelief.
"It's His Majesty the Guardian Martial Saint Alexander!"
"It's King Chambord Alexander, he's back!"
"King Chambord is back!"
At this time, someone finally recognized the young man with black hair like waterfalls and white clothes like snow. He was the former imperial guardian martial sage Chambord King Alexander. More and more people came out of Fei.
"Master Wu Sheng is here for revenge?"
"Did the Chambords win a great battle?"
The originally quiet crowd was like a spark being thrown on the dry wood that had been poured with gasoline, boiling and bursting uncontrollably in an instant. At this moment, the name Chambord King Alexander seemed to be a magical The introduction ignited the anger in everyone's heart that had been suppressed for more than a month, and the blood in the veins burned crazily.
"Follow Lord Alexander, kill in, we are determined not to be subjugated slaves!"
I don't know who yelled, and the thousands of Zenit people gathered here roared like a tide, rushing in towards the north gate.
They rushed through the city gate and found that the Barcelona people and puppet soldiers who were supposed to be guarding here had all been shocked to death by the terrifying force, and the Barcelona law enforcement team on the street had all fallen to the ground.
As if the most terrifying virus was breeding and contagious, more and more people rushed out roaring on the street...
The Black Prison of the Imperial Knights Palace.
After the former grand knight commander Akinfeev and the ruling knights died in battle, this former prison, which was used to imprison traitors and spies who resisted the empire, became a massacre prison for the new emperor Christo to maintain his rule. For more than 30 days, the nobles of the former empire, military generals, leaders and members of the rebel army, wealthy businessmen, members of the mercenary regiment, and all political prisoners who dared to resist the rule of the new emperor were imprisoned here!
More than 40,000 to 50,000 people died in this black prison.
Every day, people are tortured and killed for various crimes.
Every moment, the black prison is filled with miserable wailing, begging for mercy and cursing sounds, just like the howls of evil spirits from the eighteenth floor of hell.
For a period of time, the new emperor, Christo, would come here every day to see with his own eyes his former enemies, opponents, and political enemies, tortured to death by cruel punishments, and finally torn into pieces. Every one of them was hated by the new emperor. People who are alive will eventually be tortured to the last breath, and then fed alive to the monsters.
Of course, the worst person imprisoned here is called Granero.
The former confidant of His Royal Highness Dominguez, the second prince who had died for the empire, and the former commander of the Imperial Police, had already had his limbs cut off, half of his tongue cut off, and one eye stabbed blind. They will all be subjected to various appalling criminal laws and tortured crazily for dozens of hours.
The new emperor Christo's hatred for him has reached the point of engraving, so he will not let him die. He sent the best magicians and doctors to kill Granero when he was tortured to the last breath. He was revived, treated until he was awake, and then tortured with various tortures.
This kind of encounter is simply tragic.
However, from the beginning to the end, this former nobleman called [Red Beard] never asked for mercy once.
Deepest part of the prison.
Vague screams and crazy laughter sounded at the same time, like ghosts.
"Haha, Granero, you still have today, does it hurt? Do you want to die immediately?"
A bare-chested executioner held a knife as sharp as a cicada's wing in his hand, slashing at a broken body suspended by chains one by one, with a ferocious smile on his face, mockingly Said: "I just raped an ordinary lowly woman back then, and you expelled me from the Imperial Capital Police Station and broke one of my legs. Hehe, I have always kept this account in mind. Now, you Do you regret that you didn't kill me back then!"
With the small knife in his hand, he cut off the flesh around the shoulder of the broken body bit by bit, and finally picked it clean, leaving only the thick white bones, and then scraped hard on the white bones with the blade, scraping off layer by layer White bone foam.
This kind of torture is simply inhumane.
The victim has no limbs, disheveled hair, has been soaked in blood plasma, is naked from top to bottom, covered with scars, and has large and small scars on his face. One eye is wide open, waiting for the executioner, and blood is flowing from the other eye socket. Bloody water, even a pair of ears, the cup has been cut off, the shape is simply horrible.
It was [Red Beard] Granero.
He seemed to be immune to the pain, even though the ferocious executioner scratched the bone on his shoulder over and over again, but he didn't let out the slightest scream. In his extremely dim and tired eyes, there was a frightening and trembling brilliance. .
"Do you know what I hate most about you? It's this damn look in your eyes, as if you are the executioner and I am the one who is being executed. That's why I want to torture you twice, anyway, it's His Majesty Christo's order , hehe, as long as I don’t play you to death... Aha!"
The executioner suddenly inserted a knife into the white bone, and said viciously.
"Well!"
Granero finally let out a low growl, the severe pain almost exceeded the limit of his endurance.
Just when he was about to pass out, suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, and saw a figure who should not have appeared in the dark prison. looking at himself.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
He struggled violently.
A line of clear tears flowed down uncontrollably from his only good eye.
"Haha, what? Are you finally scared? Regret it, haha, it's a pity, even if you kneel and kowtow in front of me now, I won't let you go, oh, I almost forgot, you don't even have legs, how can you kneel?" ah… "
Seeing Granero's strange behavior, the executioner laughed triumphantly.
But soon, he noticed something was wrong.
Turning around suddenly, it was incredible to find that a young man in white clothes like snow appeared behind him at some unknown time.
"Who are you… "
The executioner spoke half a sentence, but couldn't continue.
Because he suddenly discovered that in the dungeon passage behind him, all the warriors of Barcelona and the royal family had fallen to the ground. How did they die? Didn't even make a sound? The strength of this young man is terrifying!
He still wanted to say something, but he was horrified to find that he couldn't speak, and he couldn't move, as if time had frozen on his body.
The young man in white slowly walked into Granero's side: "Sorry, I'm late!"
"Woo woo woo..."
Granero, who had half of his tongue cut off, endured more than 30 days of torture and never made any begging for mercy. roar.
Fei stretched out his hand and swiped.
Cut the fine steel cables tied to Granero's body in the air.
A pure golden force supported his body and slowly lowered him to the ground.
Stretching out his hand, a warm and pure divine power slowly flowed out and injected into Granero's body.
The executioner, who was imprisoned on the side, opened his eyes wide, and saw inconceivably that, as the pure golden flame injected into Granero's body, the severed ears and blinded eyes began to appear with naked eyes. Visible speed resumes rebirth, strips of red granulation squirms, grows along the broken parts of the limbs, continuously grows and combines, and grows new flesh, bones and skin...
"How is this possible? Even an extremely powerful person cannot regenerate someone else's flesh and blood. Could it be that this young man in white is...a god?"
This thought disappeared in a flash, completely stunned the executioner.