The decapitating sword was placed across the Demon Duke's neck. Karan stepped on the opponent's chest and pinned him firmly into the deep pit on the ground.
"Be happy, this is the queen herself coming to execute you."
Under the strange background sound of clicking, clicking, clicking, a one-sided killing was going on in the dark dungeon.
The heel covered in flames was like a red-hot iron, sinking inch by inch deeper into the Demon Archduke's body.
The high temperature burned flesh and blood, causing a dark depression to appear in Archduke Descartes' chest.
The stench of burning smell spread out. Karan stopped, frowned and waved his hand in front of his nose in disgust, dispersing the nauseating smell.
"Is your flesh and blood rotten? It's really disgusting."
After carefully looking at Descartes' ugly face, Karan sighed sincerely:
"I really don't know where you get your confidence from."
"You look like this, and you still want me to be your seventieth...seventy-year partner? Forget it, it doesn't really matter."
It's simply something that's impossible to happen, so don't worry about it anymore.
It's not possible at all anyway.
Click click click...
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
While Karan shook her head and sighed, the demon she stepped on was still roaring.
"Why!?"
"Why!!?"
The demon roared in pain, he glared at the new queen, and kept shouting and questioning.
"Why are you doing this?"
"I am the Grand Duke! Don't you know what this means? If you kill me, you will no longer be able to hold your position!"
Although demon archdukes are often a major concern for demon lords who need to be wary of, archdukes are indeed ministers who submit to their lords in name only.
If they don't completely break up, then the demon princes will obey orders and fight for the demon lord when necessary.
And now, the new Fire Demon Queen, a young but crazier and cruel woman than her mother, actually wants to kill her own Grand Duke with her own hands!
Are you just destroying your own foundation to establish your own power?
madman.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Descartes roared helplessly and furiously when he received no response, but his struggle was so powerless.
In fact, he couldn't even use his hands to grab the enemy's calves to resist.
It's not that Archduke Descartes doesn't want to, it's not that he has more important things that he can't spare, but that he really can't do it at the moment.
Because, his hands were the source of the weird clicking sound that echoed in the dungeon at this moment.
He is now a complete human being...
Yeah, devil stick.
The legendary demon who could be regarded as famous in the entire abyss, now only the torso and head were left in dilapidated condition, as if they had been eaten by giant beasts.
The injuries were not even caused by sharp objects. Judging from the marks on the wounds on his arms and thighs, his hands and legs were torn off directly from the roots!
In the most brutal way, they were torn apart alive.
The blood flowing out from the severed limbs spurted out regularly with the beating of the heart, splashing onto the ground and corroding the floor of the dungeon.
If someone collects this blood in a special container, it can even be sold at a very high price in the black market initiated privately by some awakened people!
Ahem...
Coughing up black blood from his mouth, Descartes calmed down and said in a deep voice:
"Do you think that just by being such a... monster, you can get other guys to recognize your status!?"
Click click click.
Not far away from them, the dead hunter showed his true appearance. At this moment, he was stuffing the right hand that was torn off Archduke Descartes into his chest and chewing it in his big mouth.
() Even with the devil's aesthetics, Descartes was not able to accept the deformed and twisted appearance of the Dead Hunter.
Descartes didn't understand what the other party was.
Although the other party's appearance seems to be that of a legendary aberration demon... but it doesn't look like it. The other party's behavior is too rational.
Completely obeying Karan's command, his level of calmness is even higher than that of most demons!
Turning his head to look at the dead hunter who was quietly enjoying the fruits of his victory, Karan looked at Descartes and sneered secretly, asking:
"You said it? Haha, what do you think?"
During this time, Dead Hunter learned some new knowledge from Karan.
If Karan doesn't feel wrong, his learning ability is getting stronger day by day.
For example, it did not stuff all the food into its mouth like before, but chose to devour them one by one.
The dead hunter noticed their gazes, but still chewed on his own terms.
Because Karan once said that eating too much at once is not conducive to digestion. Only by eating separately to improve efficiency can we better complete my Lord's mission.
Therefore, after the dead hunter devoured both legs of the prey and found that the swallowing speed was not fast, he did not stuff all the arms into his mouth at once, but digested them individually.
It left a hand.
During this period, Karan told him a lot of things. Although the Dead Hunter couldn't understand it most of the time, it tried hard to remember them in its mind.
If I can learn more, I will be able to serve my Lord better in the future!
Praise my Lord!
Praise my Lord!!
Praise my Lord!!!
Retracting the peripheral vision of observing the dead hunt, Descartes said decisively:
"It's definitely not enough! If you place your hopes on it, you will definitely regret it! You're not really that naive, are you?"
With a raised brow, Karan moved the beheading sword a little away from Descartes' neck.
Looking down at Descartes, Karan, who originally planned to execute him directly, became somewhat interested.
It’s not that I really intend to believe the other person’s lies.
Karan would like to hear what this guy who hasn't given up yet will say.
Isn't it interesting to watch this guy struggling on the verge of death?
bring it on.
The corners of his mouth curled up in a hidden arc. Karan didn't want Descartes to discover his heart, so he acted:
"Oh? Then tell me."
Just struggle.
Feel free to struggle uglyly!
Just let you bring me a little fun at the end.
hehe.
"If you can convince me, maybe I will be merciful and let you go."
"Consider it a gift."
Descartes, who didn't notice what Callan meant, breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
Right, that is it!
Even though he was now at an absolute disadvantage and there seemed to be no hope at all, Descartes did not give up.
He is still trying to convince Karan to let him go, but now it seems that it is really possible!
The two people looked at each other and smiled at the same time.