The cold wind howled and the weather suddenly became cold.
"It's going to snow!"
After seeing off Kaili, Nilac looked at the sudden change in the weather and suddenly sighed.
After discussing with Kaili for a long time, they still couldn't figure out what was wrong with Franco. Nilac couldn't reveal the exact source of the information, so he had to ask Kaili to go to Fred's place to have a look. Maybe there would be something discovered there!
During this period, Nilak also expressed some dissatisfaction with the performance of the mercenaries in a tactful way. It had been nearly a week since the four assassins came to the town, but they were not alert at all. They were so derelict in their duties...
Turning around, Nilac walked towards the secret room.
Feiya slowly woke up from her coma, shook her head, which was still dull and painful, and opened her eyes. After a long time, she finally regained consciousness.
This is a closed secret room.
In the middle of the secret room, there was a large table. On the table, a man whose whole body was charred and black lay motionless. His hands and feet were tightly bound by iron rings. It was the man who was beaten by Lao Heizheng.
The dizzy violent warrior was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Next to the table, there is a shelf with dozens of strange-shaped knives hanging on the shelf. Feiya has traveled extensively, and her knowledge is not shallow, but this is the first time she has seen these weird knives. However, although she does not know the specific details of these knives,
It has no purpose, but the elf's keen senses can feel the thick smell of blood on the knife.
Feiya was hung in the air with her hands spread wide, and her feet were also spread wide and buckled to the ground. Her whole body was hung here in a large shape.
She struggled hard, but to no avail.
Suddenly, the door of the secret room was pushed open, and a figure walked in. With a bang, the door closed again.
Gently touching the thin scar on his face, which had begun to form scars, Nilac looked at the nervous elf and suddenly smiled softly: "How should I call you, beautiful elf lady!"
With the sound of Nilac's voice, the elf slowly calmed down. When a mercenary becomes an assassin, there will always be mistakes. Now that she has been caught, Feiya has already thought of the worst outcome.
"Kill me, I won't say anything!" The elf's voice was cold.
Nilac smiled calmly, as if he was confident: "No, you will say..."
Seeing the death intention on Feiya's face, Nilac waved his hand: "Death is not terrible, but remember never to commit suicide in front of an undead mage, otherwise your soul will be sealed into the body of an undead creature and you will suffer forever.
Blasphemy. Imagine that a beautiful elf, who was supposed to live freely in the forest, suddenly turned into a rotten zombie full of evil maggots. She was spurned by all life, and even her lover wanted to purify her...
…”
The elf's delicate and beautiful face gradually changed color.
"If you want to die now, I will never stop you."
Nirak raised his fingers on the knife holder, and a small knife appeared in the palm of his hand. Then the small knife jumped nimbly between his fingers, as if it had a life of its own.
The elf fell silent, but stopped talking. Nilac smiled: "Okay, think about it again, I happen to have an experiment to do. Well... one hour should be enough for you to figure it out."
The knife flashed and cut the big man's clothes on the operating table with a crash, revealing his charred chest.
"What are you going to do? Stop!" Seeing the sharp knife thrust straight into the big man's chest, the elf screamed.
The knife cut open the big man's body, and a stream of blood suddenly spurted out, spurting Lao Gao. Another knife cut, and the blood flow slowly stopped. Nilac didn't even raise his head: "Miss Elf, you think about it slowly. Don't worry, in an hour
He will definitely not die within this period. Also, don’t scream loudly, maybe if my hand shakes, he will die, and then it will be on your head."
Skillfully cutting off the big man's sensory nerves, causing him to fall into a deep coma. Nilac's knife was busy, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten cuts had been made. Under his deliberate control, the big man's body was stained with blood.
The elf finally couldn't bear it anymore and twisted his body and struggled hard: "Stop, you devil, don't do it, let him go..."
Sometimes people are strange. They are not afraid of death themselves, but they don't want others to die in front of them.
Nilac raised his head and looked into the angry and frightened eyes of the elf. His expression was as usual. He said calmly: "Whether you want to dissect or not is up to you. As a lord, I have no shortage of experimental materials. If you cooperate, it doesn't matter if you let him go!"
Then tell me, who assigned you to assassinate me?"
The blood spurting from the big man from time to time dyed the elf's eyes red. The necromancer was so evil that he could only kill someone with one knife. He actually had to cut the big man for an hour, and in just a split second, he cut off more than ten knifes.
…
Seeing the big man's crazily trembling body, the elf cried and trembled, and finally began to confess: "We are from the Storm Mercenary Group, hired by Lord Roland to take your life."
"Roland?" Nilac stopped holding his knife and pondered for a while, but he couldn't remember which Roland he had offended. In fact, he had never even heard of Roland's name. "Who is Roland? He
Why do you want to assassinate me?"
"Lord Roland is the son of the Finance Minister of the Light Empire. The reason why he wants to kill you is because you killed his son Omus."
Omas... Nilac thought for a long time and finally remembered this name. Isn't it the name of the Iron Knight leader who was killed by him in a sneak attack on the military merit list?
However, the battlefield is a life-and-death battle. If everyone dies, they will have to worry about whether the war should continue.
This Roland is too shameless, dragging things on the battlefield into life. Could it be that on the battlefield, only his son is allowed to kill, and no one is allowed to kill his son...
"So, your Storm Mercenary Group is a mercenary group of the Bright Empire? How did you get here?" Nilac looked at the elves with interest. The border between the Bright Empire and the Undead Empire has been sealed for a long time.
There's no way anyone can get through there.
"No! Our mercenary group was established in the Business Alliance. Because we often took over tasks between the Business Alliance and the Empire of Light, we got to know Mr. Roland."
After questioning Roland some more, Nilac gradually calmed down.
Although the Finance Minister of the Light Empire does have great abilities, as long as Nilac does not leave the Immortal Empire and wants to go deep into the Immortal Empire to deal with him, Roland does not have this ability. Even if he hates Nilac, he can only invite some
The mercenary group is coming. When the Nilac Corpse Demon is refined, the mercenary group will not matter...
Putting aside this thought, Nilac raised his head, saw the fragile eyes of the elf, and laughed: "Don't worry, since you said you won't dissect him, you will definitely not dissect him. We necromancers are also reputable!"
I added another sentence in my mind: "I am about to use you to experiment with puppetry. How can I let you die so easily..."
"By the way, you still don't know Miss Elf's name?"