One Of The Evil Party

The 585th chapter: suffering under the icy shackles

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——Wake up with the sorrow, still in the dark.

But even so, the rancid smell of the cold and humid air, and the creepy sound of tens of thousands of insects when they crawled, still clearly told him-there is no doubt that this is the real world.

Compared with the reality of the nightmare just now, which world is more compassionate to Jian Tong Yanye——

At least, in terms of being able to forget the fact that this body is about to die, it may be happier to stay in the nightmare world.

Obviously it is a mortal situation. How did the hundreds of treasures survive? What miracle saved them? How did they return to the underground insect warehouse of Jiantong Mansion again alive, based on the memory of Yan Ye Can’t understand it anymore.

The feeling in his hands and feet was dull, but he knew that he was hanging from the wall in shackles with his forehands. He couldn’t stand on his feet, and his shoulders bearing the weight of his entire body felt painful as if he were about to dislocate. But this pain is nothing compared to the itching sensation caused by the bugs all over the body.

The insects licked the damaged skin, through the skin, constantly gnawing flesh and blood and replenishing the magic power of Yan Ye.

Beside Yan Ye, a dark shadow with a vague outline stood beside him. Berserker had recovered. What was going on to heal a badly injured Berserker with the magic power required is no joke.

Is he dying! ?

Although the magic power is slowly recovering, the flesh and blood on the body is constantly being eaten, and at the same time, it is constantly regenerating. The ragged skin has been purulent, and underneath the skin is pink new skin.

Such torture is not the consumption of magic power, but the exhaustion of the body and mind!

It seems to be dying–

Knowing that he could not resist at all, what kept flashing in his mind was Aoi and Sakura’s face.

He once vowed to save them at the cost of life… But in the end, the wish was not realized. This humiliation and shame afflicted Yan Ye’s heart more than the physical pain.

He recalled the face of the person he loved, but immediately afterwards, Tosaka Tokimi’s indifferent expression and Mazuki’s dirty ink sneered over his heart, pressing him out of breath.

“Asshole”

From the depths of his thirsty throat, Yan Ye cursed angrily with his remaining strength.

“Asshole asshole”

His whimpering voice was suddenly obscured by a burst of pleasant laughter coming from behind.

Slowly approaching Yan Ye with a cane, the insects avoided the aging and short figure one after another.

It is the Jiantong family’s parent-Jiantong dirty inkstone. This person’s bald head and limbs were as thin as a mummy, but the deep-set eye sockets showed awkward light. Both in appearance and behavior, he was an unusual weird person.

To be honest, even Yan Ye couldn’t determine the real age of this old man. The funny thing is that it is written in the household register that he is the father of the Yan Ye brothers, but in the genealogy, his great-grandfather, and even the ancestors before Third Generation have the name dirty inkstone written. How many generations did this man have ruled the Matsuya family?

Through terrible means that cannot be described in words, he prolonged his life time and time again. The old and immortal magician, the ruler of the Jiantong bloodline that Yan Ye shunned, the out-and-out monster living in the present world.

At the same time, it is also the object of Yan Ye’s hatred, Jian Tong dirty inkstone. At the same time, he immediately understood how he was rescued, and at the same time how he came to the underground insect storehouse in the Ma Tong Mansion!

But when he thought of Yan Ye who had survived so much, he hated him in his heart. He even thought it was better to die at that time. Even if he died in the hands of one party, it was much better than being saved by dirty inkstone!

Dirty inkstone saves Yan Ye not because he is his [son] at all, but purely for the Holy Grail. Because Yan Ye participated in the Holy Grail War, dirty inkstone still needs Yan Ye to fight for the Holy Grail for him. .

“Yan Ye, you are really miserable like this–”

The old magician lifted Yan Ye’s chin with a walking stick and forced him to raise his head. Yan Ye no longer had the strength to scold him, but still stared at the opponent with hatred and killing intent with his only right eye. Just staring at his opponent has exhausted him.

The Berserker next to him trembled, but didn’t make any movement.

“If you want to order Berserker to kill me, come as much as you like. If you can kill me, it doesn’t matter if you die!”

Although the dirty inkstone said so, in fact, this old guy couldn’t kill him, if he didn’t eliminate all the bugs, or even a single cell, he wouldn’t be able to kill the old guy!

Although the heroic spirit had an absolute advantage in power, it was just a waste of effort against the dirty inkstone. It was as weak as a cannonball hitting the dust, and it was simply overkill.

Seeing Yan Ye didn’t move, Dirty Yan continued to say.

“But your luck was pretty good. If you were slow to shoot, you might be finished. Even if you were covered with a lot of bugs, you would be seriously injured—”

“Why save me”

Yan Ye’s low voice reached the dirty inkstone’s ears.

“Make no mistake, I am not saving you, but saving myself. If you don’t want Sakura to be like you, then don’t think about other things, give me a good fight for the Holy Grail! If it’s not your call With such a powerful Berserker, I have already abandoned you! So-I say you have good luck.”

The dirty inkstone, who whispered softly to [son] as if petting a cat, was in a very good mood today-so his smiling face was full of evil, but the content of his words It is unsightly.

“The two followers have already been settled. To be honest, I didn’t expect you to survive until now. It seems—maybe I still have a chance to win this gamble.”

Both the demise of Caster and Assassin are in the information of the dirty inkstone, and his attention to the Holy Grail War even exceeds the understanding of some masters.

“Do you just want to keep a little magician gene in the blood of Matsumoto!? Why take Sakura, who is not a member of the family, as a victim!?”

Hearing Yan Ye’s questioning tone, Dirty Yan frowned deeply.

“You are still struggling with this matter until now! Come to try me? Are you worthy? Who is the reason for the Tong family to fall here? I’m just doing something that should be done. For this family, I will spare no effort. At a price!” ..