Chapter 921 Human Skin Book Ⅰ

Human skin books are not uncommon on Godez.

It is usually made of the skin of a death row prisoner, and then the criminal process of the death row prisoner is recorded in black ink, so as to warn others not to make mistakes.

Some, though, are collected to satisfy twisted hearts.

At least, as far as Dean knew, some nobles did it regularly.

Therefore, apart from the death row, there will inevitably be some innocent people.

However, compared to the human skin book in his hand, those nobles are much more benevolent!

Because in the human skin in front of him, Dean can feel the soul imprisoned in it!

Open the human skin book, there are many shocking secret medicines, as well as the same sinister and vicious secret arts, and you can feel the fine pores on it when you pass your fingers over it.

And if you turn your eyes a little away, no longer pay attention to each character, but look at the arrangement of the whole character, you will see a smiling face.

Of course, there was nothing euphoric about the smile.

But a chill from the heart.

Dean narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the smile.

A moment later, the wailing of thousands of souls rang in my ears.

"Kill you!"

"Let me go!"

"Please!"

...

Various voices filled Dean's ears, and then, from high voices to low moans, it was continuous, just like the people who were haunted by ghosts that Dean knew well, the ghosts did not go away, such a phenomenon It won't stop, and even in the later stages of development, it will still absorb the entangled life.

"Because I was not bewitched, did I change another way? It's really interesting!"

Dean said lightly.

On the other hand, Gray was staring at the human skin book.

Gray also sensed the changes in the human skin just now.

Coupled with Dean's previous words, Gray paid great attention to it.

"Your Majesty, who is the person who made this human skin book?"

After paying attention, Gray couldn't help asking curiously.

"I don't know for the time being, but we will get the answer soon...Right, Your Excellency Pound Thunder?"

As Dean spoke, he looked at Pound Thunder, who was still unconscious on the ground, and the latter moved slightly after Dean's words fell. It collapsed straight away, and then rushed outward like an arrow leaving the string.

However, Mod's long sword has been with him like a shadow.

And faster is Gray.

With a flash, Gray appeared in front of the opponent. With a gentle smile, he said in unquestionable words: "His Majesty is asking you, please answer!"

"Go to hell!"

This is Pound Thunder's answer.

The result was naturally obvious, Pound Thunder was knocked unconscious by Gray again.

"Even if you leave, the impact will continue to exist?"

Dean looked at the fainted Pound Thunder and couldn't help frowning.

He lamented the far-reaching influence of the Human Skin Book, and lamented that Dro Leiting would inevitably make a decision he was unwilling to make.

Pound Thunder in this state obviously cannot stay.

For Dro Thunder, executing a relative is definitely not an easy task.

"Your Majesty?"

Gray asked Dean, but looked at Maude. Bring a touch of scrutiny.

The influence will not be eliminated by leaving, and Maud had similar things before, so Gray asked how to deal with Maud.

"Mod has nothing to do. He hasn't been exposed to the secret technique above, so he won't be really affected by the human skin book!"

Dean said affirmatively.

Immediately, Maud let out a long breath.

It would be difficult for Moder to accept the fact that he was executed by his own people instead of dying at the hands of the enemy.

"Your Majesty, I will reflect on my mistakes!"

Maud said respectfully.

"Well. We are here waiting for the return of Dro Thunder, let Ai Ji and the others come over!"

Dean nodded and ordered.

Morde took the order to leave, and soon brought Aiji and others to the viewing stand.

certainly. And Sommer in a coma.

At this time, Sommer had already taken off his armor, but the strange blush did not disappear, and it seemed to be a little more serious.

"Even if you wake up, you will be useless! Moreover, the lifespan will not exceed five years!"

Just glanced at it. Gray made up his mind.

Moder and the others were stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Dean.

Compared to Gray, they believed in Dean more.

"Um!"

Dean came to the same conclusion as Gray, so he nodded very simply.

"how so……"

Aiji and the others gasped, and looked at the unconscious Somo with complicated eyes.

There is not only a trace of hatred, but also a bit of regret.

The man who hated the other party was mad and merciless before, but regretted that it was because of the friendship with the other party in the past in memory.

Maud looked at Dean with a pleading look.

However, he didn't speak.

Because, Moder knew that he had no position to say such words. Although he was selected as Dean's representative in Defendilan, he did not have any credit or achievements.

Just like a warrior.

Although he was ready to go to the battlefield, he still hadn't accomplished an inch. Even if this warrior was extremely powerful, how could he ask for rewards?

So, the next moment, Maude stood in front of Dean with a respectful attitude.

Dean was satisfied with this.

But no promises will be made.

Because, for Sommer's state at this time, he has nothing to do.

Even if the strength is restored, it is the same.

Otherwise, how could his friend Long Lang still be comatose in the 'Land of Origin'.

There was silence on the viewing platform.

The crowd in the square saluted Dean one after another before they began to disperse, including the locals of Helm City.

Dean is not without reputation in Helm City.

The battle with the monster is enough to be respected by the people of Holy Helm City.

It's just that it was suppressed by Pound Thunder before.

At this moment, after Pound Thunder fell into a coma, Dean naturally received the due courtesy.

As these people saluted, Dean could feel the increasing power of faith pouring into his body. Although the initial medium was majestic and huge, it was much stronger than the previous subtlety, making the 'moon' advanced. Steadily moving forward slowly towards the four-tenths level.

Therefore, Dean narrowed his eyes comfortably, waiting patiently for Dro Thunder's return.

The sun rose to its highest point, then. Start West Frontier.

None of the people on the viewing platform lost their patience.

This is true of Tove, the most irascible of tempers.

In fact, such waiting is very simple for Tove and others.

You know, when in Thunder City. The time for their squad to stand guard and patrol is no shorter than this.

And Dean, Gray?

It's even easier.

When the sun was halfway down and the moon was about to appear, Dro Thunder returned.

His face was gloomy and ugly, and his body was also stained with blood.

Obviously, there was a fight, and something unpleasant happened.

"Master Saint!"

Dro Thunder saluted Dean, and then said directly: "Pound Thunder's subordinates have all been captured, and I found a secret room..."

Speaking of which. Dro Lei Ting's words paused, as if it was a bit difficult to say.

"Is there an item of Ellen's Elegy inside?"

Dean asked speculatively.

"Yes!"

Dro Lei was startled, and then he said with a little hesitation: "Not only are there uncle's items, but also some experiments, and, and... human skin!"

"Human skin?!"

The people around took a breath.

"Obviously, our Lord Pound Thunder is going to make his own human skin book!"

Gray looked sarcastically at Pang De Lei Ting, who had woken up but was firmly trapped to death and gagged.

Pound Thunder, on the other hand, kept struggling, glaring at everyone present.

"Let's go and see!"

As Dean said this, he recounted the weirdness of the human skin book in his hand.

"Things like this must be destroyed! It's too dangerous!"

Dro Lei said decisively.

"Well, but we need to know where it came from, and it is safest to cut off the source!"

Dean didn't object.

"It should be so!"

Dro Thunder nodded, and then. Stand up and lead the way.

...

Holy Helm City, the City Lord's Mansion.

After Allen's Elegy died, Dean and Dro Thunder went to Thunder City, and they were handed over to Pound Thunder.

Before leaving, Dean had also been here.

The impression at that time was an inner city of an inner city.

That mansion is an ancient castle. There are towering towers as archery towers, and thick walls, which serve as the last line of defense against the enemy when the city is broken.

Of course, there is no shortage of escape routes and hidden rooms for stockpiling food.

It's just that the secret room where food was originally hoarded has become a different kind of laboratory.

Some were made by Allen Elegy, while others were newly built by Pound Thunder.

Just walked into the castle.

Moder looked around subconsciously, and Aiji and others twisted their bodies awkwardly.

They feel that they are not walking in the castle, but on the battlefield.

Although there is no bloody smell, there are no corpses.

But there's nothing wrong with that feeling.

Dro Lei Ting's complexion was even worse, but he explained: "I found about a thousand corpses here, all in those laboratories, and in the cells, there were some survivors—they identified , These are all done by Pound Thunder!"

"Nearly a thousand corpses?"

"When did it start?"

Aiji and others exclaimed.

"Just a few days before we headed to Thunder City!"

When Dro Leiting spoke, he clenched his fists, holding back the anger in his heart, and said in a calm tone: "In the beginning, Pang De Leiting only dealt with those nobles who opposed the rescue, but soon, this momentum spread to innocent people. The nobles and civilians—at the beginning, there were some people who made mistakes, and later they wantonly arrested the less important people!"

"Not so important?"

Mod, Aiji and others were taken aback.

"People who have no relatives and won't attract attention if they disappear! Damn it!"

Dro Lei Ting, who said this, couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed directly.

And Moder, Aiji and others looked even more gloomy, and their gazes at Pound Thunder became more and more unkind.

Because they are all people without relatives.

The first update~(to be continued.)

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