Necromancer and Super Cemetery

  Chapter 562 567 Come One After Another

  After Green left, Hewlett's expression darkened, and the place where he was was twisted and changed, turning into a garden of birds and flowers in a blink of an eye.

  In the middle of a cluster of flowers, a woman with a beautiful back sits leisurely on a large swing.

   "Oh? Has he left?" The woman didn't look back, but asked lightly.

   "Yes, he rejected our terms." Hewlett said with disappointment.

The    woman said indifferently: "I have long thought of it, that person is not easy to fascinate his eyes with profit, after all... he can earn tens of millions of gold pounds if he sells a bone dragon casually."

   Hewlett's eyes shrank. Although he had long suspected that Green's identity was fake, he never found out the true origin of the other party, but he already knew from the woman's tone.

   "Who is he?" Hewlett asked, and this question was also asked for the head of the giantess hidden behind him.

   "This issue is not within the scope of our cooperation." The woman got up and got off the swing, turned and walked over, revealing her true colors.

She is indeed a very beautiful woman. In terms of appearance, she is not inferior to the best beauties like Saintess of Sivinaya and Silabel, but her eyes are cold and dark. Looking very weird.

   And there was a palpitating dark aura about this woman.

  This woman is the leader of the Blind Sisterhood—Ms. Akara!

Last time, as the carrier of the goddess of the dark night, Akara was attacked by divine power, but as the favored person of the gods, this is nothing. After that time, she got more rewards from the goddess of the dark night, and now her strength is even better. Has reached the natural disaster level limit.

   "Of course, our Abyss Club is willing to pay an equal price." Hewlett said with a smile, a sneering expression appeared on the white mask, he was more curious about Green's identity than paying some price.

   "Oh? Equivalent price, I have to think about it. After all, if I tell you this, some people may be unhappy." Ms. Akara smiled curiously.

   Hewlett's expression fell. Of course, he knew that the 'some people' Akara was referring to was Grand Duke Mora, and he had also heard of the tangled relationship between the two.

   When it comes to the relationship between men and women, it will be very troublesome. Hewlett really doesn't want to get involved, but...

   At this moment, a deep female voice suddenly appeared in his mind: "Forget it, the identity of that Taklama will be known sooner or later, don't be led by this woman."

   Hewlett was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had been unknowingly led by the woman in front of him, magnifying his desire for knowledge about Taklama's true identity!

   Thinking that the goddess of darkness's vocation includes the darkness and desires of the human heart, he couldn't help but be startled. Looking at Akara, he took a step back. This woman was able to directly borrow the power of the goddess of darkness.

   Suddenly, Hewlett, as a man, at least he used to be a man, somewhat understands why Grand Duke Mora broke up with Akara in the first place. Facing such a woman, it is too difficult to deal with.

  She is not only insightful in everything, but also good at playing with people's hearts and guiding their desires...

   At the same time, his eyes returned to Backland City.

   In a quiet night, in an ordinary house on the outskirts of the city.

   Under the dim yellow light, two figures were reflected, one of the men was Modi, and sitting on the sofa beside him was the golden dragon girl Aludika who grabbed the ball of faith.

   In addition to them, there is an open translucent screen in the room, which shows the image of the Virgin of Sivinaya.

  Modi is still in a suit, with a faint smile on his face: "So we have something to do!"

   Aludicamer on the side was silent, and she looked lazily at the Saintess of Sivinaya on the screen. She had always hated this woman, and she didn't expect that they would be able to cooperate one day.

   "Yes, this mission is a bit dangerous, but it's important!" The Virgin of Sivinaya said solemnly: "Recently, the city of Backland has been too quiet, which is not very good for our next plan, so..."

   "So what? Did you kill the fifth presiding judge of the Inquisition?" Aludica said lazily.

   "If you can." The Virgin of Sivinaye did not show any surprised expression, obviously killing the fifth referee who is currently sitting in Baekland is a very advanced option in her heart.

   Originally, Aludica was just talking casually, but she didn’t expect Saintess Sivinaya to be less offline than she expected, and she was a little more defensive about this woman in her heart.

   Saintess of Sivinaya continued: "How to implement it, you can think of a way yourself, I am not involved, I just want the result." With a squeak, the light curtain immediately shattered and disappeared.

  Aludica curled her lips and said, "Humph! The tone is really not small. This is treating us both as subordinates who can be ordered casually."

  Modi said with a good temper: "It doesn't matter, as long as we achieve our goal, the specific process and someone's attitude are not important."

"Okay, it's up to you, but I'm not going to do the job of giving you the pure death. Last time I went to grab that ball, I almost died." Aludika said angrily, and subconsciously rubbed her left shoulder, It was taken by the poisonous lord Swick for the second time, and now I still feel numbness and tingling in my left arm from time to time, and I don't know when it will be fully recovered.

  Modi smiled without saying a word, he just smiled in response to the complaint of the golden dragon girl.

   "Forget it, go back to sleep, you have made a plan, and call me when you will act." Aludica got up and stretched her waist, revealing her slender and fit waist from under her shirt, and then walked out with a twist.

   Until this time, Modi was the only one left in the room, and the faint smile on his face was still hanging on the corner of his mouth.

   After about a few minutes, an invisible shadow came in from under the crack of the door: "Teacher!"

  The shadow came to Modi's side and turned into a tall and handsome young man, looking at Modi's eyes full of fanatical worship.

   "Jigang, did it go well this time?" Modi finally restrained his smile, and the whole person became very dignified, with awe-inspiring pressure.

   The young man named Ji Gang bowed slightly: "Teacher, so far, everything has gone very well, and you can attack Sishorn at any time, just wait for them to start a war against the Church of the Holy Light."

"Very good!" Modi's eyes narrowed slightly, with a dangerous cold glow. Now he is no longer fighting alone. After several years of business and spreading his revolutionary beliefs, he has gathered around him. A group of young people with lofty aspirations regard him as a bright future, a prophet of the future, and a great mentor who will lead them to smash the old world and build a perfect world without disputes and oppression.

   Ji Gang is one of the outstanding people in this group, and Modi's most optimistic, disciple and revolutionary comrade...

  In a hidden valley where the Church of the Holy Light and the Kingdom of Sithorn meet.

  In the dense forest of the valley, a towering ancient tree does not see any abnormality on the surface, but it has been hollowed out inside, forming a two-square-meter wooden house.

   Inside the wooden house, sitting cross-legged, a man in black robes with a gloomy temperament is the second member of the Death Council - Night Witch!

   In front of Night Witch, a translucent light curtain was buckled, and there was a miniature town inside the light curtain.

   At this time, the Night Witch looked down at the miniature scene below, rather like a **** high above.

   In a building in the tiny town, a little man less than two inches tall was tied to a wooden frame, and two little men of the same size next to him were torturing those on the wooden frame.

   But the difference is that the villain tied to the wooden frame has clear facial features, while the two executioners have only a bare face, no eyes or nose, and they look very strange.

  The Night Witch overlooked the inside of the miniature landscape, and the tortured dead man finally couldn't bear it anymore.

   Different from the real world, if you torture a person, if the punishment is too severe, you may be directly killed. In this miniature world, Night Witch is the master of everything, as long as he doesn't agree with what that person says, he won't be killed. Therefore, the torture he will endure will be several times normal. That kind of pain is indescribable. Even a person with a strong will will despair in the face of this endless pain.

"I said! Stop beating! Please, stop beating..." The man cried weakly, he was dying, and his body was covered with numerous wounds, including knife wounds, scalds, whip wounds, and blunt weapon wounds. …

   If it was in the real world, if you were beaten and abused like this, you would be out of shape long ago, let alone survive, there would be no whole body.

   But this person is still alive, he can't die if he wants to!

   Night Witch looked down, but did not speak for a long time, even though the man was still begging. And the two faceless people who were tortured were also indifferent. Before receiving an order, they were working diligently like worker bees, dazzling their eyes with the torture tools.

   After another half an hour, the man was still on the verge of dying. Not only did the pain nerves in his body not become numb due to the torture, but instead became more sensitive, making him even more sour.

   At this time, Night Witch finally spoke, his tone was dry and indifferent: "Stop it!"

   The two faceless men immediately stopped and stood side by side.

   "Black Fire, tell me, why did you betray the Council? Betray me? What benefits did those gods of the Holy Light Church give you?" Night Witch asked coldly.

   At this time, in the miniature world, the wounds of the people who were tied to the wooden frame grew and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into faint scars, and even some small scars disappeared.

   But Heihuo did not feel any rejoicing. Instead, he showed a more fearful expression. He knew very well that if his answer could not satisfy the Night Witch, he would experience the nightmarish torture just now again.

   (end of this chapter)