Chapter 923 Human Skin Book III

Sharp meat hooks were attached to the iron chains one by one, and the human skins on these meat hooks hung there as if to dry.

And not far from these human skins, there are several huge wooden barrels, piled up with bloody corpses, obviously, these are the providers of human skins.

With the opening of the secret door, the air flow began to circulate.

The pungent smell of blood made Moder, Aiji and other veterans who had been on the battlefield cover their mouths and noses one by one.

Although Dro Leiting came in once, but this time he was still a little uncomfortable, his face turned slightly pale.

Gray frowned and returned to normal.

After all, he had seen a hundred times crueler situations under his previous subordinates.

And Dean walked inward without changing his face.

After reading the 'memories' of those ghosts, Dean already knew what was going on here, and he didn't care at all with his steel-like nerves.

Step, step!

Dean stepped forward, and the rest immediately followed.

Carefully go through one hook after another.

Whether it's Mod, Aiji and others, or Dro Leiting and Gray, they don't want to be touched by these human skins, especially those that have only 'molted' half of their skin, with flesh and blood and corpses still hanging on them.

"Damn ten thousand times!"

Aiji and the others saw a petite corpse, according to the proportion, it should be just a child, which made Aiji and the others burst into anger and glared at Pang Delei.

Tove scolded the other party even more.

The gagged Pound Thunder didn't care, his eyes filled with anger even showed sarcasm at this moment.

"Do you think I dare not kill you? You skinning demon!"

Tove grabbed the hilt of the long sword in one go.

However, Maude stopped him from drawing the long sword.

"Leave everything to His Majesty!"

After Moder glanced at Dro Thunder without any trace,

Said like this.

Tove let go of his palm indignantly.

And this made Pound Thunder even more proud.

"snort!"

Tove angrily walked forward quickly.

"Your Excellency Pound, believe me, you will die a terrible death!"

Mode continued to push Pound Thunder forward, while whispering in the opponent's ear.

With disdain, Pang Delei snorted coldly from his nose.

Dro Lei Ting frowned, but didn't say much. Quickly walked towards the front.

After walking about twenty feet, the strong smell of blood suddenly disappeared, and there were no iron chains, meat hooks, etc. in front of my eyes, but a red carpet appeared. There are bookshelves, desks, and chairs on it.

Dean walked straight onto the carpet, took out a few books from the bookshelf, and sat in the chair behind the desk to read carefully.

In the memories of those ghosts, these books are what Pound Thunder cares most about, and he will read them carefully every time, if he wants to understand the human skin book in his hand. Reading the book in front of you is naturally the best way.

Of course, he hadn't forgotten that he wasn't alone.

"give me some more time!"

Dean said without looking up.

Everyone nodded in agreement, and then looked around.

A strange feeling rose from the bottom of everyone's heart——

The front is a bloody slaughterhouse, while the back has become a quiet study.

This contrast is too strong.

"What a lunatic!"

Oren, who was the most silent among the captains, couldn't help but speak at this moment, while Jack, who had always been active, became as honest as Puli under such a situation.

Tove, who was the most irritable, looked at Pound Thunder once again, obviously wanting to chop off the opponent's head with a sword.

However, it was clear that Tov remembered what Mod had said, and didn't really do anything.

And this allowed Pound Thunder to maintain that haughty look. Even kept provoking Tov.

"Your Excellency Pound, you should be glad that you entered here with Your Majesty, otherwise, those ghosts would definitely have left all the bones you gnawed on!"

Gray said creepy words with a gentle smile.

"Why don't you believe it? The existence of anything has a process of quantitative change to qualitative change-one of those ghosts may not be so powerful, but ten, hundred, or even a thousand? It's enough to make your bones disappear, not to mention, you What you practice is a secret art from outside Defen Dilan. This is enough to cause those ghosts to undergo mutations that Defen Dilan does not know! So, thank you for your kindness to you! It is Your Majesty who saved you from The pain of being eaten by the soul!"

In Gray's words, Pound Thunder trembled all over, but. The next moment he looked at Gray with a tougher attitude.

It looks like you won't believe it!

"I'm not trying to make you believe it, but I'm just telling you a fact so that you can die with peace of mind—when you enter the Land of the Dead, you'll know what you're about to face!"

Gray shrugged and stopped looking at Pound Thunder.

On the other hand, Dro Thunder walked over.

"Lord Gray, are those ghosts in the land of the dead?"

The young man said with a slight hesitation.

But that means. The people present couldn't understand it any better.

The young man is still worried about Pound Thunder, even after his death.

"Fate is fair!"

Gray looked at the young man with a smile and said: "When it gives you something, it must mean that you lose something—especially when you kill an innocent person, your fate is tightly bound." Connected, it will not change until death! Even another beginning! Unless..."

"Unless what?"

The young man asked subconsciously.

"Unless you can sever fate! However, obviously, neither you nor His Excellency Pound Thunder can do it. Your Majesty may be able to do it, but I don't think Your Majesty will help such... Well, the skinning demon!"

Gray continued to smile, and after thinking for a while, he quoted Tove's evaluation of Pound Thunder.

The young man looked at Dean who was reading, and smiled wryly.

Because, he knew Gray was right.

Dean will definitely not help Pound Thunder.

If it were him, standing on the standpoint of Dean, he would not give Pound Thunder any help. After all, Pound Thunder's mistakes were too great.

It's so big that he has to kill his relatives righteously.

otherwise. His oath to protect his subjects will be a joke.

call!

Exhaling deeply, Dro Leiting looked at Pang De Leiting resolutely, and the latter looked at the young man's eyes immediately. Struggled violently.

Obviously, Pound Thunder guessed what was waiting for him.

The previous arrogance, disdain and sarcasm are gone at this time, only pleading is left.

He hoped that he could be forgiven by Dro Thunder.

In fact, at the previous moment. Pound Thunder didn't even think that he would die, at most he would be imprisoned.

Because he is the person with the highest seniority in the Thunder family.

Even Dro Thunder needs to call him uncle.

However, when he saw Dro Leiting's resolute eyes, Pound Leiting panicked, and he felt the threat of death——

Woo, woo!

The gagged Pound Thunder could only make such a sound.

There wasn't any words of begging for mercy, but the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

However, Dro Leiting didn't pay attention to it at all, and turned around instead.

Immediately, deep despair appeared on Pound Thunder's face.

Looking at the despair on Pound Thunder's face. Aiji and the others showed a happy look on their faces.

This is what they think it should be!

The other party is really not worthy of death!

If the opponent is not dead, those ghosts who enter the Land of the Dead cannot rest in peace.

Woo, woo!

Pound Thunder struggled more and more intensely.

However, no one paid attention to him. In the secret room, there were only the sound of Pang De Lei Ting's own struggle and the sound of Dean flipping through the books.

Dean flipped through it quickly.

It is not an exaggeration to say that there are ten lines at a glance. Moreover, several books seem to be thick, but in fact they do not have many pages.

So, half an hour later, Dean looked up.

"How is Your Majesty?"

Gray and Dro Lei Ting stepped forward and asked.

"Alan's Elegy inherits the legacy of an evil saint. This legacy includes this book, as well as some of the origins of that evil saint--it is a plane called 'Seto', where the Voodoo spells are like curses, they believe that souls have great power. As long as they collect enough souls and torture them non-stop, they will be able to draw enough power from the souls!"

"Moreover, this kind of torture starts when the other party is alive, and it's another start when the other party dies. It will never stop at any time, forever!"

Dean said slowly.

"It's too cruel!"

Jack exclaimed.

The squad leaders around did not speak, but they all had similar meanings on their faces.

Dean paused for a moment, glanced at several small captains, and continued: "Moreover, these voodoo people who use similar curses believe that family, friendship, and love are the best mediums—they will The faces of relatives, friends, and lovers torture that person, and when the other person is dying, they start torturing that person's relatives, friends, and lovers, until these people die and appear in the form of souls to undergo another round of torture!"

"This this……"

Immediately, several team leaders gasped and were speechless.

"Such a vicious thing cannot exist in Defen Dilan!"

Dro Thunder said firmly.

"Of course!"

Dean nodded.

A bright moonlight appeared around, covering the carpet, desk, bookshelf, chair, including all the books, and then a layer of white flames danced.

Woo, woo!

There was a burst of mourning from ghosts.

first update~

A bear boy came to the house today!

It is so decadent that there is no way to code!

After a day of turmoil, I will leave at night. This is the first chapter, and the decadence is being coded in the second chapter! (To be continued.)

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