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Chapter 224 The Binder

Dolanor was tied to the torture rack. He didn't know how many whips and sticks he received, and he didn't know how many times he was unconscious. The other party's hands were very poisonous. If this kind of torture continued, Dolanor would die before dawn.

He has encountered powerful opponents before and struggled on the line of life and death, but he has never been in a situation where he was unable to fight back because the opponent did not give him a chance to take action.

Eloi the Binder is a wizard under the mountains. His ability is to use weapons such as ropes and chains to bind opponents within a certain distance.

Doranor also struggled at the mountain level for a long time because he had a wrong understanding of witchcraft. But Eloi was different. The reason why he stayed at the mountain level was entirely because of his lack of ability. A wizard once ridiculed him.

, a good cowherd boy can also tie up an animal with a rope. Aloy's strength is not much better than such a cowherd boy, and losing to him is simply a shame and humiliation.

Time has changed, and it seems that he will be looked upon with admiration. Who knew that this idiot would learn such a terrifying skill, and that he could limit the witchcraft of other wizards? Could it be that he has the blood of Yuehua Wizard?

Dolanor shouldn't be thinking wildly now, but he couldn't control it, and the cruel punishment made his spirit a little distracted.

Elroy stepped forward and grabbed Doranor's hair, and sighed: "The famous pathbreaker, I really feel sorry for you. Look at your appearance now. You are simply a shame to all wizards. Do you still want to

You bought me with two gold coins. It seems that your master is very generous. Have you forgotten that you are a damn slave? You actually forgot your damn identity!"

Dolanor remained silent, trying to gather his last bit of strength to try to escape again.

"I've noticed you since you came to Blue Bay. Do you think you can avoid my sight by finding these rat-like slave traders?"

The slave trader laughed and said: "Lord Elliot is our patron saint. I was worried that I would not have the opportunity to honor Lord Elliot, but then you old guy showed up."

Damn slaver, he betrayed Doranor.

Aloy had no ability to track Dolanor, and if it weren't for this damn slave trader, he would never have been able to capture Dolanor.

"Now tell me everything," Aloy raised the whip in his hand, "Aside from slaves, what else did Reggie Victor ask you to buy?"

Doranor shook his head and said: "He only asked me to buy slaves. I don't know anything else."

"You have such backbone," Aloy picked up the whip and hit Doranor hard on the face, "You are testing my patience, you know, old man, my patience is almost gone, Lei

Grant is a wizard. His Majesty the King has told everyone this news a long time ago. He is a medicine wizard, right? You are here just to help him buy medicine, right? I have exposed your conspiracy, why are you

Don’t you want to admit it?”

Aloy was whipped a few more times, and he seemed a little tired.

"If I remember correctly, you should be the wizard under the clouds. I really don't want to go too far." Aloy threw away the whip and picked up a red-hot iron drill. "I don't want to go too far."

You're wasting your time, tell me, what is the formula of the witch potion? What is the ritual like? Where is Reggie Victor's weakness? Besides flying witchcraft, what other means does he have? Tell me all."

"I really don't know." Doranor shook his head.

"You've disappointed me so much, Pathfinder, you've really disappointed me so much." Aloy's tone was very peaceful. He enjoyed this moment very much. He loved torturing a strong man and trampling him under his feet.

If he knew that Doranor had become a wizard above the stars, he would enjoy the process even more.

He picked up the iron drill and sighed, "I really don't want to do this, but I have to put a hole in your body. It hurts and smells bad. But it's all your own fault. Let me reiterate,

I really don’t want to do this.”

The hot iron drill was close to Dolanor's skin, and he could already feel the intense burning pain in his chest.

If this iron drill penetrated Dolanor's body, Dolanor would probably die. Even if he survived, he would have completely lost the possibility of resisting and escaping.

Doranor smiled mockingly to himself. He had experienced countless hardships in his life, and he only experienced short-term happiness until his beard and hair turned white. Unfortunately, his life was about to come to an end.

This is fate, the fate given to him by the gods.

No matter how much the gods hated him, Doranor still wanted to make a wish to the gods, not about himself, but about Reggie.

Reggie was the best gift the world had given him. Maybe this gift came a little late, but he sincerely hoped that Reggie could spend the rest of his life safely.

Aloy did not rush to pierce the iron rod into Dolanor's body. He first let the iron rod swim around Dolanor's skin. The severe burning pain made Dolanor heartbroken, but he

Never shouted a word.

Elroy tried to dispel the burning smoke in front of him. He looked at Doranor with a look of disgust, coughed twice and said: "You smell so disgusting, like a roasted goat."

The slave trader on the side walked up to Eloi and said with a flattering smile: "Sir, let me do this kind of thing. I am very good at roasting lamb, although this sheep is a little old."

Airoi handed the iron drill to the slave, while he stood in the distance and quietly admired Dolanor Jiaohu's flesh and painful expression. The slave trader spat in Dolanor's face and smiled.

Said: "Master from afar, you are too harsh. You have to carefully select every slave. This really makes me embarrassed. If you didn't make it so difficult for me, I could at least let you die.

Hurry up!"

The slave trader raised the iron pick. He wanted to pierce the iron pick into Doranor's thigh first. This would not be fatal, but would still cause Dolanor enough pain.

But just as he lifted the iron drill, he heard a terrible crash and a thick voice came from outside the door.

"How long are you going to keep me waiting? I've had enough!"

Dolanor was startled, this was Iron Skull's voice.

Éroi was startled and shouted: "Who is outside the door, where is the soldier?"

Aloy was just a low-level official, and he was afraid that his superiors would take away his credit, so he chose an abandoned cell to interrogate Doranor, with only a few soldiers stationed outside the door.

He never dreamed that this would be the most fatal mistake he ever made.

"Wait a minute, I still need time." Another young man's voice came from outside the door.

"I don't want to wait!" The crash sounded again, and a large piece of the heavy iron door bulged. Aloy was a little flustered. It was hard to imagine how strong the person outside the door was.

"I'm ready, take your ax away!" As the words fell, a spark appeared on the door. If Reggie were there, he would definitely jump up with excitement. This spark traveled on the iron door like a welding gun.

.

The sparks quickly melted the door shaft, and Iron Skull swung his ax and smashed open the iron door.

"Sorry, old wizard, for keeping you waiting for so long," Iron Skull looked at the dying Doranor and asked, "Are you still alive?"

Dolanor nodded hard.

Tie Shou smiled and said, "That's good, it's not too late for me to come."

Aloy took out the chain from his waist, stretched out his hand and threw it out, and the chain wrapped around Tie Shou's body.

Tie Shou looked at the thin iron ropes on his body and asked in surprise: "What is this?"

Aloy smiled, turned to Doranor and said, "Is this your accomplice? It seems you are really unlucky..."

Before he could finish his words, there was a crisp sound as the iron chain was broken by Iron Skull.

"You were caught by this thing?" Iron Skull looked at Doranor with disdain, "I'm really ashamed of you."


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