After this voice came, Lu Yuan was shocked.

How could this be called before the boss? Viking War Cry was a good sneak attack, but now it's ruined like this.

But there is nothing we can do. It is probably because of the urging of various emotions that this number 71 could not help it. He had to speak so quickly.

And that Camond should be the name of this boss.

Time did not allow Lu Yuan to think about anything more, so he immediately took out his harpoon.

It is hard to imagine that at this stage, Lu Yuan was actually using props like harpoons. In fact, Lu Yuan had thought about changing a pistol, but speaking of it, in addition to being convenient for some pistols, other places are similar to harpoons. Moreover, the ammunition of harpoons should be infinite for Lu Yuan. After all, can you regain it if you don’t have it?

But bullets are not good. Without gunpowder or something, Lu Yuan must not be able to get the bullets out.

So after talking about Lu Yuan, let’s talk about Cummond.

The boss was obviously shocked by No. 71's throat. He turned around suddenly. Only then did Lu Yuan truly see the other person's appearance.

This is a man who cannot tell his age. The reason why he is described in this way is because his skin is as corpse-like as a dead blue, sparse hair scattered on both sides of his head, wearing a muddy aristocratic dress soaked in blood, and seeing through his exposed neck, obvious stitching marks can be seen.

So, should this guy be considered a human being who was skinned and sewed it out afterwards

What if it doesn’t matter, it’s always right to kill the boss first.

So Lu Yuan quickly found a cover and prepared to take a look at the boss's tricks first.

The bunker Lu Yuan was hiding was a torture instrument called tearing the bed. The thing was basically a wooden board, but at both ends of the board, there were two rotatable wooden sticks, with ropes tied to the sticks, and the other end of the rope was usually tied with a person's hands and feet.

Next to the tearing bed, there is a handle. Just turn the handle to rotate the stick, so as to stretch the people on it in two directions. The ultimate goal is to tear apart a person alive.

Of course, since torture is used, it must not be just to tear the person apart. Therefore, the torture often pulls the prisoner to a certain extent, such as just pulling off his hands and lumbar spine, but the fascia of the bone is still connected, and then he will let the prisoner go there, so that he will not eat or drink until he is hoarse and feels painful.

This punishment was particularly popular in medieval Europe.

At this moment, a dying fellow villager was lying on the torn bed where Lu Yuan was hiding.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Perhaps because he felt someone beside him, the fellow villager began to moan with his last strength, saying, "It should be asking for help."

Lu Yuan held the harpoon: "Hi, hello"

"Uh uh uh uh I'm not good" the prisoner moaned: "Save me"

"Ah" Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment: "What are you saving you? Do you know that you are moving forward on the road to self-liberation."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"No matter how hard you bear it, you will refresh it after you die. And I think this torture instrument is pretty good, so I'll help you with it." Lu Yuan said this, and even held the handle and turned it around for a few more times.

"Uh uh uh uh uh uh" The fellow villager's body did not lengthen two centimeters again, and he fainted after burping for a moment.

"You're welcome." Lu Yuan acted as if he never left his name when doing good deeds.

At this time, about 20 seconds had passed since No. 71 rushed towards Karmond. Lu Yuan poked his head slightly to see how far the battle had been.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yuan was shocked when he saw this.

Because, he actually saw No. 71 riding on Cummond, slamming Cummond's face with his arms, and Cummond had no room for retaliation. He could only use his thin arms to barely cover his face, and even the screams were very faint.

"" Lu Yuan slowly stood up, looked at the side-by-side battle situation, and couldn't help but walk over.

"Uh" When he came to No. 71, Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment: "Is this you are too awesome, or is this boss too cowardly?"

At this moment, the butcher Karmond's face was basically unable to tell the nose and eyes, all of them were covered in blood, and No. 71's hands were covered in blood. He gasped: "What is the boss?"

"Uh, I think you can handle this butcher easily." Lu Yuan changed his question.

"Of course, this guy's physical strength is not as strong as an ordinary person." No. 71 explained: "But he has the ability to control the dead, so as long as he does not let him make a sound of summoning the dead, any person can solve him."

"Oh." Lu Yuan nodded: "Emotion, this guy is a summoning boss. Fortunately, No. 71 is by his side, otherwise he would have put others in a safe way and beat him in a stable way. Maybe he would be overwhelmed by a group of little soldiers."

Just thought of this

"Don't kill me." Seeing that No. 71 no longer beat him, Camond began to beg in a sarcastic voice.

No. 71 stared at the other party with his eyes that were almost angry: "You asked me to watch my 11 companions die tragically under your torture. Now, you actually told me not to kill you."

Lu Yuan looked at the wall beside Karmond. On the wall was an x-shaped shelf. At this time, a woman was tied to it with her limbs separated. She lowered her head and saw dripping blood from under her long golden hair. On the ground were pulled teeth and eyeballs. It was imagined that these things should be this woman's.

Her body was still trembling, probably because she was trying hard to endure the severe pain. The miserable screams just now should have come from her mouth.

Khamund's prayer continued: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I have no choice. If I don't torture you, then when you become the dead, I have no way to control you. Your obsession will make you kill me as soon as possible."

Lu Yuan heard that Cummond did not seem to be making up reasons. He may torture the prisoner for a long time, which made his mind suffer from difficult and easy-to-healthy bed. He once remembered that someone said that murderers are better than those who were killed. The harm is always mutual. Some are real and more in the mind.

"I really regret it. I shouldn't accept this kind of power, but I have no way back." Camond's eyes seemed to have a gray mist. Lu Yuan didn't know why he didn't find an opportunity to drive the dead to rush in at this critical moment. He just begged: "Don't kill me, don't kill me."

However, No. 71 naturally cannot have any slight pity.

"When you see me, you should know that you have no hope of living anymore," he said.

Camond was silent for a second, and he seemed to understand his situation. For some reason, there seemed to be a little glow in his eyes.

"Okay, then kill me, but," he hesitated, organizing the wording: "Please don't torture me, I've suffered enough."

"Ha, do you think you have any bargaining chips to negotiate with me now?" No. 71 said.

"I can tell you a secret door, where it can lead directly to a river, there should be no dead there. Just kill me and then apply my blood to return to your village."

No. 71 hesitated for a moment. In his memory, he seemed to know the location of the river. If he could reach that river, he would reduce the risk of escape a lot.

"Tell me where is that passage?" No. 71 grabbed Cummond's collar and shouted.

"You can't torture me unless you swear," said Camond.

No. 71 did not answer him. He quickly picked up an ax beside him. In an instant, he raised his hand and fell. He directly chopped down one of Khamund's hands with the axe.

"Uh ah ah ah" Karmond burst out with a scream, and the blood on his wrist splattered like a fountain.

"Then the blood." No. 71 said coldly.

With the intention of preventing extravagance and waste, Lu Yuan quickly found a wooden barrel and continued the blood, preparing to apply it to his body for a while.

This bloodletting process lasted for about 30 seconds. No. 71 felt that the amount was almost the same, so he turned around and took a red soldering iron from beside him. This thing was simply seen everywhere in this basement.

Then, he suddenly pressed the soldering iron on Cummond's wound.

"Squeeze"

There was a sensational sound, coupled with the smell of roasted pork skin.

Karmond's whole body was tense, his gums were clenched, and the severe pain made him unable to open his mouth even when practicing, so naturally he could not make too much noise.

No. 71 saw that the wound was almost bleeding, so he threw the soldering iron aside: "Tell me where is the secret passage?"

"Uh uh uh" Karmond moaned: "You can't torture me, I want you both to swear, to swear to your God of Hope"

Camond gasped, and he seemed to hesitate for a long time.

"Okay, I swear, I won't torture you, I swear to the God of Hope." No. 71 seemed to finally make up his mind. He tapped his left chest, as if this action was some kind of symbolic ritual for him.

After saying this, Camond seemed to relax suddenly: "Hahaha, okay, the third stone brick is counted from the bottom of the door. Press it down and you can see the passage."

Cummond had almost no nonsense, so he told No. 71 about the method of opening the secret passage, and he seemed not worried about No. 71's repentance at all.

Lu Yuan was a little surprised. What was the God of Hope that he swears to him just now? It could make a hunter like No. 71, who is not even worth dying, that he would never violate the oath.

"Hehe. Thank you." After learning the secret passage, Camond gritted his teeth and said, "Then, let's enjoy your torture next."

Lu Yuan could clearly see that when he said this, there was a strong anger in Camond's eyes, making his expression look even more ferocious than Camond.

"What" Camond exclaimed: "You can't do this, you swear you've sweared to the God of Hope"

"Of course, I will definitely not break my oath." No. 71 said: "But there are not only two of us here."

As he said that, No. 71 walked directly to the x-frame on the wall, and cut off the handcuffs tied to the person.

The woman collapsed on the ground in a flash. I don’t know what kind of torture she had endured. Anyway, she could hardly stand up now.

Immediately afterwards, No. 71 came to other prisoners with an axe. Many of the prisoners were dying, but many people were still in the situation. No. 71 destroyed their restraints one by one.

The door of the cage was opened, the ropes on their bodies were cut off, the wailing and crying sounded, and became clear little by little in this underground cell, and then huge, echoes collided with each other, and finally gathered into a ballad of pain from hell.

Fortunately, the dead outside would not care about this wailing, they were still wandering aimlessly.

At the same time, no one knows what these people have experienced.

Lu Yuan clearly saw that many prisoners who had just gained freedom had tried their best to pick up any sharp things on the ground and stabbed into their throats the next second after they had left the torture instrument.

Perhaps they have been begging for death for a long time in the past, so after they have gained freedom, they cannot bear even a second of painful memories.

Only death is considered liberation for them.

Of course, there are more prisoners, who still have the last obsession in their hearts, that is, to make the person who tortures them die.

They struggled one by one, dragging their already smashed legs, or staring at their empty eyes, crawling towards Camond bit by bit

"Don't you want to come here."

Camond should be the person who is most familiar with pain here, and he must be the person who is most afraid of pain in his mind.

Lu Yuan found that at this moment, Karmond seemed to hesitate and wanted to summon the dead to protect himself. But just as he was about to recite some spell.

With a "puff", a red soldering iron pierced into his mouth, destroying his entire throat in an instant.

The person who did this was that woman. She only had the last eyes left, but she poked it very accurately and resolutely.

More and more prisoners surrounded Cummond, drowned him little by little. Lu Yuan could not hear Cummond screaming. The sound in the basement could no longer tell who was who.

"Okay, we should leave too." No. 71 did not look back at the crowd. He just picked up the wooden barrel full of blood, his expression a little dazed.

"Cammond actually wants to die too, right?" Lu Yuan hesitated and asked.
Chapter completed!