The black-robed priest said coldly: "Can't you tell me? Then, I only have..."
"Wait a minute!" I said: "Wearing black clothes, are you, the tribunal, used to imposing charges on people without allowing others to defend themselves? If so, stop talking nonsense and light up the fire quickly. I'm so cold now. very."
The black-robed priest's eyes flashed coldly: "You don't need to defend yourself. When you killed the Knights of Holy Light, you were destined to be sent to hell. The stake is the lightest punishment for you."
I couldn't help but take a deep breath and leaned against the stake.
Mother Fox has told me a long time ago, don’t always try to convince your opponent with just one mouth. People who really want to kill you won't listen to you say another word.
The Holy See has already sentenced me to death. All that is missing is the opportunity to kill me.
The black-robed priest walked towards the knights with his hands behind his back: "May the light purify their souls! Light a fire."
As Angelo waved, a Holy Sword Knight came towards us holding a torch.
"Look at me!" As I roared, blood suddenly flashed in my eyes. The knight who opened his eyes to the evil spirit screamed and fell to the ground. I turned around and slashed at the wooden stake that bound Ye Xun with the Xingtian Slash.
What I didn't expect was that although the wooden stake behind Ye Xun was flying with sawdust under the blows of Xing Tian Zhan, it failed to break on the spot. Ye Xun was still firmly controlled on the wooden stake.
Be fooled!
As soon as I felt horrified, the black-robed priest burst into laughter and said, "Betty, you are right. Wang Huan is indeed a spiritual warlock. You have accomplished your mission quite well."
Angelo also applauded at this time: "Betty, you will always be my proudest student."
"Teacher Angelo, thank you." Betty gently shook off the chains on her body and jumped down from the torture rack: "Wang Huan, I think it's time for you to officially travel as a prisoner."
When I squinted my eyes and looked at Betty, the latter pointed to the armor on her body: "The power of the holy weapon is far beyond your imagination. I was not unconscious in the church. Everything you did fell on me In the eyes."
Betty said matter-of-factly: "For the sake of safety, the priest decided to give you a test. Now that you have passed, the Inquisition allows you to redeem yourself as a guide."
Betty's voice sank: "I must remind you that prisoners should have the attitude of prisoners. Do you understand what I mean?"
I looked at Betty coldly: "Give me my equipment!"
Betty shook a finger and said: "You have forgotten the attitude a prisoner should have. I cannot return it to you, but I can give you some other equipment."
Betty waved her hand gently, and my eyes suddenly shrank. The paladin who came up from behind actually held three clavicle hooks in his hands.
Betty smiled and said: "The clavicle hook, a torture instrument, comes from the East. I think you should have heard of his name, right? From this torture instrument, we can not only see the wisdom of the Orientals, but also their cruelty. I don't I don’t know if God will redeem the soul of the inventor of the instrument of torture. However, I am certain that bringing this instrument of torture can alleviate your guilt.”
My face couldn't help but turn gloomy. The Pipa clavicle hook was a torture instrument used by Jinyi guards in the Ming Dynasty to deal with serious criminals.
There are different opinions on what exactly it is and how it should be punished. However, one thing is certain, the clavicle hook must penetrate the human bone seam to be effective. An experienced jailer will only cause minor injuries to the prisoner, but a novice may cause a lifelong disability.
Betty raised the clavicle hook that looked like an eagle's claw, but only one in front and one in back. The three claw tips said: "Don't worry, I will be very careful!"
I was about to speak when I was stopped by Ye Xun's eyes. What Ye Xun meant was: We have already suffered this immediate loss. Instead of struggling in vain, it is better to save some energy for revenge.
Betty didn't see Ye Xun and I making eye contact. She raised a clavicle hook and pressed it on Ye Xun's shoulder, pulling open the mechanism at the back. The two sharp claws of the clavicle hook plunged into Ye Xun's shoulder well at the same time, and blood suddenly flowed out. It soaked through Ye Xun's clothes, but the latter didn't even look at his wound.
On the contrary, Angelo's eyes narrowed sharply when he looked at Ye Xun.
Betty threw the chain behind the clavicle hook to an inquisition priest: "Watch him, he is dishonest, you just need to pull the chain."
I could see that the clavicle hook only hurt Ye Xun's flesh now. If the opponent's engine was turned off, it would be Ye Xun's muscles and bones that were hurt. Even if I could snatch Ye Xun back, his arms would not be saved.
I couldn't help but feel a bit cold in my eyes when I looked at Betty, but she turned a blind eye to my murderous intention and walked towards Ren Tianqing again: "You are a brave girl, right? Can you bring your own torture tools? After all, The pride of the Paladin does not allow me to torture a girl who is unable to resist."
"Hypocritical!" Ren Tianqing took her collarbone and pressed it to her shoulder. It wasn't until blood burst out from his shoulder that she looked at Betty coldly.
"You are braver than I thought!" Betty nodded slightly and said, "Wang Huan, you should know what to do now, right?"
I suppressed my anger and said: "Judging from our experiences along the way, it was not an accident that we entered the ghost island. It was because of some kind of guidance that we broke into this ghost island."
Angelo and the black-robed priest looked at each other before walking over together: "Please tell me more details."
I continued: "After I was arranged to hide in the cabin of the stowaway boat, I never came out. However, when I was standing next to the coffin, I felt the coffin vibrating three times."
I said solemnly: "Now you write down the time when you encountered the fog, and I will write down the time when the coffin shook. Let's compare it."
When Angelo nodded slightly, Betty and I each turned around and wrote the time we had on our palms with pens. When we spread our palms, Angelo and the black-robed priest took a breath at the same time. gas.
I retracted my hand and said: "It seems that my judgment is correct. There is some kind of force pulling the coffin and letting us enter the ghost island."
Betty asked back: "You are sure that the devil in the coffin is dead?"
"Sure!" I nodded: "If the devil is still alive, it would be much easier for him to do it at sea than to lure us to land."
Betty's expression changed. She knew that my judgment was correct. The Holy Knights are good at land warfare. If the devil takes action in the sea, he only needs to sink our ship to escape, or even annihilate our entire army. Why bother leading us to this island
Angelo said with a gloomy face: "Go on, what else did you find?"
I continued: "After we got to the island, the demon corpse hidden in the coffin was constantly being pulled by some kind of force, moving in a certain direction. Betty can testify to this."
After Betty nodded, I continued: "However, when I was tracking the coffin, I found that there was another force restricting the coffin's movements, and even preparing to freeze it. This was also witnessed by Betty. What you see.”
Betty repeated what happened in the church. Angelo's expression also became more solemn.
I said again: "So, I came to an inference, that is, the so-called ghost island is actually a forbidden place. Another demon is banned here."
"On the periphery of the ghost island, there is something similar to a magic circle, which can disrupt the sight of passing ships and prevent people from discovering the existence of the ghost island. Inside, there is something similar to a guardian, preventing them from Forbidden demons escape.”
"That's why, after we broke into Ghost Island, people kept freezing to death and freezing, because the guardians here regarded us as the devil's accomplices."
"Nonsense!" the black-robed priest was the first to roar: "The Holy See's bright faith is completely different from the devil's aura. How could they regard us as the devil's accomplices? You..."
I looked at the other party coldly and said, "Before I finish speaking, please shut your mouth."
After Angelo gave the other party a calm gesture, I continued: "So, I came to a second judgment. The IQ of the island guard is not high. In other words, he can only He can distinguish whether someone has stepped into his territory, but not whether he is an enemy or a friend."
I said solemnly: "The destruction of the Holy Flame Knights is the best proof."
The black-robed priest said coldly: "How can you prove that those who died on the island were not killed by demons?"
"Are you a fool?" I couldn't bear it anymore: "If you are refuting specifically for the purpose of refuting, please shut your mouth. I don't have time or need to explain anything to you?"
The black-robed priest was so angry that I was shaking all over. Betty had to explain for me: "If it was the devil on the island who committed the murder. It proves that he already has the power to kill us all, and there is no need to do it again." Hide yourself."
Only then did the black-robed priest shut his mouth.
Angelo said: "Wang Huan, according to your judgment, why is the devil on the island pulling that coffin?"
I thought for a while and then said: "There are only two possibilities. The first possibility is that what is banned on the island is only the soul of the devil, and he needs a similar body as a carrier."
"Another possibility is that there is a living demon on the island. However, his power is almost exhausted, and he needs to devour the corpses of his companions to restore his power."
After I finished speaking, I looked at Angelo and said: "No matter what the situation is, it is not wonderful for us. Once the devil's body falls into the hands of the other party, our end will come."
The black-robed priest trembled: "Captain Angelo, can your knights kill a demon?"
Angelo shook his head and said: "I don't know either. After all, my knights have no real experience in fighting against demons. Even if we want to kill the demon, we have to see how powerful he is?"
I sneered: "You can't afford to offend that devil!"