Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 573 Not Eternal Twilight

The question of love Logansi made the old man on the ground full of confusion, and the unknown in his heart was also growing.

"It's torture." Without waiting for the old man to speak out, Ai Logens gave the answer by herself, and stomped on the old man's head:
"When I started class, the instructors thought I had no talent. Because the teaching aids I was given always died too quickly.

But then they slowly discovered that even though they died so quickly, I was able to get all the information required for the course.

So they began to worry again, whether I was hiding kindness in my heart, and wanted to help the textbooks get rid of pain more easily.

So, in the public exhibition of teaching achievements, I stood on the stage. "

As soon as the story started, the body of the old man on the ground had once again condensed fresh arms and head from the dark dead air.He is still grinning:
"It's useless...it's useless...there is no power in the world that can conquer death! No matter how many times you kill me, it will be useless in the end.

This is my divine domain!When your divine power is exhausted, it will be your death hahahaha..."

"No, no, no, you don't understand at all," Sister A's face had long since suppressed the initial contempt. At this moment, her face was radiant, and her face was filled with excitement and passion:
"The coaches have seen my live performance, and they understand why I can do it, and let the teaching aids confess faster than others.

There are 39 methods of evil spirits used by Songhai Heart to torture captives, each of which can make people feel miserable.

And I am a genius, I can perform these 39 methods on a person at the same time before he dies.

In addition to being obsessed with destroying the body with precise means, and enjoying the despair of others screaming because of pain, in fact, I always had some thoughts at that time:

There are so many nerves in the human body, and the inner perception of fear is even more complicated.

There are more than 39 kinds of secret methods for people to collapse in pain?
I started experimenting, and I kept trying, but unfortunately no one could resist me adding a little bit of painful experimentation.

Even if we later went to the fairyland of the gods and secretly experimented with those students from other departments who were hostile to my sister, no one could survive even one death.

But there is a master who incarnates as heaven, who really treats me well, and actually let me meet you.

No matter who you are, I want to thank you for being able to have vitality beyond death hahahaha..."

Helogens's wild laughter covered the old man in black robe, and 39 blood scythes pierced through his body in an instant.

The old man swallowed his breath before he could even laugh wildly, but in the next second, he returned to life.

Only this time, he didn't manage to utter wild words again.Instead, it didn't look like the shrill scream that could come out of his old body.

The arms can be connected, and the head can be reconnected, but the high-dimensional divine power that pierces many nerve centers in the body and brings extreme pain cannot be controlled by his priesthood of death.

"You really... are amazing!"

Ai Luogensi's eyes were wide open, with a look of madness on her face.She licked the corners of her lips so excitedly that her tongue was scratched by the sharp fangs.

Blood mixed with saliva, dripping slowly to the ground. The No.40 blood sickle traversed the old man's head.

The old man's eyes lost focus, and his throat made an uncontrollable "clack..." weird sound.

And the most wonderful thing is that he is not dead yet!

2 minute later.

"You demon...you can't make me yield! The power of death..."

"I found it! It turns out that sticking it here will allow people to continue talking."

5 minute later.

"Asshole...I said, I'll tell you everything! What do you want..."

"Shhh, don't make trouble. It should be so painful that you can't make a sound, right? Could it be because of the strong recovery?"

10 minute later.

"Please... kill me..."

"Get lost! I'm about to finish it! Shut up, you idiot who doesn't understand art!"

After an unknown amount of time, Ai Logens exhaled and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

On the ground of the obsidian slab in front of him, a thick layer of blood has already accumulated, which is the trace left by bloodletting hundreds of people at least.

The old man's body lay flat on the ground, full of vitality.But the empty gaze showed that he no longer had the ability to speak.

The gate of the main hall was crowded with people.There are high-ranking members of the Heart of Songhai wearing masks, and there are followers of the goddess of death in black robes.

No matter how cruel and ruthless these people are usually, when they saw Sister A obsessed with the experiment the moment they entered the door, they all fell silent and stood still.

The godhead has its own aura and coercion, which is not something illusory, but real.

In the eyes of everyone, Ai Luogensi is the embodiment of all pain, torture, killing and death.

No one can fail to be in awe.

"It's broken, I played too much..." As if finally realizing that the old man had already died mentally, Ai Logens slapped his head suddenly to wake up.

Her gaze swept over everyone in the hall, and finally stopped on a black old man with a machete on his back:
"That mask... are you the successor of Song Haixin's generation?"

The old man knelt on one knee and punched his chest. This is the etiquette of the Servent family: "Master, that's right."

"you know me?"

"[Red Lotus Reaper] is the dream goal of young people of our generation," the old man said forcefully, "My father's name is Slo Goldman Savant, and his code name is Sand Crocodile."

Alogens didn't know that string of strange names, but when it came to sand crocodile, she knew it very well.

That was the chief instructor of their class.

"It's a pity that I didn't have time to kill him." Sister A shrugged and told the truth.

To be honest, Sand Crocodile is not a bad person, but when it comes to the death of her sister Modisti, she has no intention of letting go.

"That's because my father has been hiding in the depths of the Sahara since his retirement," the elderly tall black man was not annoyed at all, maintaining a respectful and polite humility:
"Whether it is for the continuation of the organization or the darkness that will come later, there is no doubt that he is a very far-sighted person."

"If you have seen the head from far, then you are the prophet," Elogens didn't seem to intend to let go of the old man in front of her lightly, she narrowed her red pupils slightly:
"It's too shrewd, and it's beyond the limit that a mortal can understand. If you tell me that old Sandcrocodile doesn't know the coming doomsday, do you think I will believe it?"

As you can see, Ai Luogensi went straight, and didn't intend to leave room for mediation at all.

Unexpectedly, the old man seemed to be more frank than her:

"The Servent family has served the gods of the unified universe since ancient times. Now, we serve that lord."

As he spoke, he took the arm of a young black man beside him.

(End of this chapter)