George clenched his fists again. Due to excessive force, his nails dug deeply into the palms of his hands, leaving a row of bloody wounds. The blood escaping from the wounds quickly gathered in the palms and between the fingers.
Unconsciously, the blood suddenly started burning!
No, it wasn’t just the blood, George’s whole body began to burn, and his whole body seemed to have turned into the purest fire element——
Blood epilepsy!
It happens to be a blood-madness that is as dangerous as the orcs going crazy!
Catalyzed by extreme anger, George unexpectedly broke out involuntarily and suffered from epilepsy!
"Dragnet!"
"George, concentrate, control your emotions, think about your family, think about the people you value most!"
The first person to take action was Gul'dan Lucifer beside George. After losing to George the last time and humiliatingly passing on the skill of Dragnet to George, Gul'dan practiced hard with the memory deep in his mind and finally mastered this skill again.
He crushed several bottles of ice potion immediately, then wrapped the ice potion with layers of blood and wrapped it around George's body, cooling George while also preventing George from suddenly going berserk.
As a vampire whose strength is second only to George, he knows very well how dangerous George's current state is——
Even though George had countless alchemical medicines as a means of auxiliary recovery, the fatigue of fighting alone with the black guards could not be alleviated in just a few hours. Under such a premise, excessive emotional ups and downs can indeed easily lead to obsession, or even a state of hemorrhagic epilepsy. If not handled properly, George is likely to lose his mind and turn into a ruthless fighting machine until the last trace of energy is burned out. .
Fortunately, the worst situation did not happen. After a few breaths, the flames wrapped around George gradually extinguished, and George's breathing gradually became stable and even, which also made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief.
Regardless of the fact that George had just fought a battle with a group of black-clad guards and was injured, if he really wanted to go crazy here, it would be difficult to compete with George alone with all the elite forces of the vampires present.
"Gordon Beelzebub, inject blood energy into the leader, and remember to use hypnosis at the same time. The leader needs to take full rest now..."
"No, I'm fine. Go back to the square, there's nothing here, there's nothing here... nothing."
In the worried eyes of everyone, George gently pushed away the fat man Gordon Beelzebub and took the lead in walking towards the square.
"Captain..."
Looking at George's rickety figure, everyone wanted to say something, but they could only silently follow George as if something was stuck in their throats.
Return to the original starting point of the square again, this time the goal is the passage on the right side of the square.
Even without observing those shallow and small footprints, everyone can clearly guess the group of elves heading in this direction——
The elf warriors with certain combat power moved to the left, the ordinary elves without combat power walked to the middle, and the only ones left were the elderly and children.
That is, a burden.
Where will they be taken without the ability to resist?
Follow the footprints forward, and at the end of the passage is a huge shower, fountain, flowers, and a sculpture of an angel who loves everyone in front of the door. Even though the sculpture was blackened by the fire, the fountain no longer has water, and the flowers turned to ashes , and still cannot conceal the beauty of this bathhouse before the fire.
Walking further, we arrived at the bathhouse gate.
"Take off your clothes and cleanse yourself and welcome a bright future."
——On the door sign of the shower room, a row of Elvish words said this.
Glancing at the door number lightly, George took the brunt of it, crushed the lock on the outside of the door, and opened the shower door.
But in the next second, George quickly retreated, and at the same time summoned a flame shield to block the gap in the door.
poison gas!
Poisonous gas that is difficult to purify!
"burst!"
Like a cavalryman holding a spear and shield, George maintained a flame shield with his left hand and pointed forward with his right hand. Magic power gathered in front of his fingertips. A transparent vortex continued to form, distorting the space while constantly absorbing it. The poisonous gas compressed it into a green crystal. Finally, with a harmless explosion like a firecracker, the green crystal was completely reduced to powder on the ground.
The burst spell is a powerful spell that combines space and flame. It is the most powerful single-target spell among the fourth-level spells of the chaos system. If it is fully released, its destructive power is almost the same as the laser cannon that George used before.
Such a very destructive spell, but now George can control its power so meticulously and accurately!
"Captain George's strength has risen again!"
This is natural. After making up his mind to become a traveling businessman and embarking on this journey of wandering on the edge of black and white and heading to hell, George never slacked off his body and nerves!
Ignoring the exclamations of the vampire lieutenants, George walked straight into the shower shrouded in darkness, and then he could no longer move forward.
body,
piled up like sand dunes,
The corpses of old people and children!
Under the influence of the poisonous gas, they seemed to be still alive, maintaining the appearance they had at the last moment of their lives.
Some old elves couldn't bear the heart-wrenching pain of the poisonous gas, and they kept kicking the ground, walls and doors with their hands and feet until they were bloody and bloody.
Some old elven couples hugged and cried together at the end of their lives;
Some old elves knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly to the forest goddess until the poison took away the last trace of life force in their bodies;
Some old elves gathered together and used the last strength of their lives to cast spells and build a small barrier to resist the poisonous gas;
But more elven old men squatted or stood, using their thin and hunched bodies as ladders, their not-broad shoulders as pedals, and their trembling hands as fulcrums to send the children away. Go to a high place and be sent to the only place in this hell where you can survive——
A vent located on the roof.
The children climbed up very hard. The older children carried the infant children up first, and then pulled the younger brothers up.
Some children failed and fell from mid-air to the ground, with the back of their heads touching the ceiling. Their eyes opened and closed, and their lives were taken away by the poisonous gas;
Some children succeeded and climbed up to the vent on the roof with the support of other children, but there, the black-clad guard who was responsible for poisoning was now leisurely smoking coca powder while waiting for the children. Arrive, waiting for the moment when the children's eyes full of hope poke out of the vent.
The sword flashed!
The young knuckles hooked on the edge of the vent were left in place, and blood sprayed in the air unconsciously. The children who had just seen the dawn were surrounded by a sense of weightlessness without warning, and stared blankly at the gradual change. The vents become smaller and smaller as they move further away, until once again they are completely submerged in darkness!
Gradually, the poisonous gas completely flooded this hell...
"George...leader."
Isabella hugged George gently from behind. She was also a servant of the Great Demon Miss Hilna. From her initial dislike of George, to her recognition, she then joined the ranks of vampire adjutants. Like other vampire elites, she had a deep love for George. George was full of respect and conviction.
Until now, when she witnessed the death of those elf children, she looked even more sad than the other vampire lieutenants. She felt faintly palpitating and her eyes were filled with tears.
In a daze, some babbling sounds were coming out of my mind, so familiar yet so far away.
Subconsciously, she hugged George. Subconsciously, she glanced at Brut Samuel, her half-brother.
"Isabella, I'm fine, don't worry."
After patting Isabella's arm, George, who looked haggard, cast a firm look at her.
Turning around, George knelt on one knee. He swore softly to the bones in this room:
"I will definitely make the guards in black repay their debt with blood, and I will definitely make the murderer behind the scenes repay his debt with blood!"
boom!
Suddenly, the wall behind George cracked, and four figures came unexpectedly along with the strong wind and rain outside the temple.
"Everyone stop it, we are friendly forces."
Probably the overly suppressed emotions of the Heretic Trial Temple also affected the vampire lieutenants. They actually failed to recognize the big demon lady Silna, the old zombie Uther, and the barbarian Tychus at the first time. He subconsciously launched an attack.
Of course, these instructors easily defused these futile attacks.
Fighting with the leader of the Black Guards, the three of them looked a little embarrassed, but their expressions were quite proud. After all, the trophy of their trip - the deputy head of the Heretic Trial Temple, Oisin Louis, was now waiting for him. The slaughtered lamb was generally carried to George by Tychus.
"My servant, what is this?!"
When Miss Hilna saw the bones in the shower room, she was also shocked. And when she caught a glimpse of George's pale face, at that moment, Miss Hilna understood everything. She quietly turned her head away, unable to bear to look directly at this hell.
"Crazy! Old Tychus swears, these rats in black clothes will be killed every time they see one in the future!"
The barbarian Tychus habitually took out a whetstone to sharpen his axe. His eyes were fixed on the neck of Oisin Louis who was lying on the ground. If George hadn't given the order, he would have killed this bastard with one knife!
"How could this happen? How could this happen! The Heretic Trial Temple in the past was not like this..."
Even the old zombie Uther, who lived the most self-centered life, was no longer as carefree as usual in the face of this hell on earth. He kept mumbling to himself with a drooping face, looking in disbelief.
"Oisin Louis, do you have anything else to say?" George looked down at the evil-doing deputy master of the Heretic Trial Temple, as if looking at a cold corpse.
"Kill me! Kill me if you can!" The deputy master of the Heretic Trial Temple was determined. He stared at George and kept trying to stand up and hit the people around him, but he was brutally beaten. Tykes stepped on his ankle firmly, unable to move at all.
"as you wish!"
