Chapter 628

Hearing the word "prison envoy", the middle-aged man suddenly changed color and looked at Du Dean in surprise and anger, "who are you?"

In the whole outer wall area, few people know this name. Even the ruklan family he currently lives in does not know his identity. He only knows that he is a big man from the inner wall area and has extraordinary power.

"You, are you your highness Riley?" Prana, by the glimmer of fluorite, recognized dudean's appearance, and was shocked, "you, how can you be here? Aren't you missing? "

"Riley?" The middle-aged man beside him saw that he knew it and immediately said, "do you know him?"

Pranarian said: "my Lord, your highness Riley is the most outstanding Knight of our Vatican in the past 20 years. He has a great talent in swordsmanship and was born in an aristocratic family. However, he should have been missing for a long time. I heard that he died in his duty on duty. I didn't expect Strange, isn't your highness Riley blonde? Why is it black now At this point, he had doubts in his eyes.

"The people of the Holy See?" When the middle-aged heard what he said, he was suddenly relieved. At first, when he heard dudean tell his true identity, he thought he was from the inner wall district. Unexpectedly, he was just a little knight in the bright Vatican of outer wall district. What's the best in 20 years In his ears, he is totally dismissive. No matter how smart you are, you are also a lower class pariah!

"When I kill people, I usually don't like to be wordy." Dudean slowly raised the dagger in his hand. "But it's too cheap for a man like you to attack and kill with a knife. Death is not terrible, because after death, you can't even feel the pain, so what about fear? So only slowly, delay your death process, let you taste your own death, can you experience fear and despair

At this point, the dark eyes narrowed slightly, showing a trace of malice.

Hearing dudean's words, the middle-aged man sneered and said, "if you know my identity, I dare to come and die. I advise you to confess honestly. Who sent you here? You probably don't know. The purpose of sending you here is to let you die? Because he didn't tell you clearly how strong I am... "

Whoosh!

A sudden breeze interrupted the words behind him.

Suddenly, a fist hit him in the face. With a bang, his body turned backward and fell on the soft bed behind him, rolling for several times.

Poof! Poof!

At the same time, the sound of two blades cutting on the flesh and blood sounded. Prana and the young knight beside him looked at him in astonishment. Their mouths opened slightly, but they couldn't say a word. They spat blood from their throat. They fell on their backs rigidly.

The middle-aged man was lying on the bed, his head was in a muddle, his ears were buzzing, and there was a kind of whirling feeling in front of him. He turned his head and looked at him with difficulty, but dudean's figure stood beside the bed and looked at him from a commanding position. It seemed that he had no intention of continuing to attack.

He took a breath of relief, and the dizziness immediately subsided a lot. He quickly supported his palm, jumped backward and landed on the other side of the bed. He bent down and quickly felt under the bed. He quickly drew out a bright silver sword.

After holding the sword, his heart was slightly fixed. At the moment, his tinnitus and dizziness disappeared. He was staring at dudean opposite the big bed. His heart was full of shock and more of a loss. Didn't prana say that this man was a little knight in the Holy See? Isn't the upper limit of the outer wall's power? But just now the strength and speed of this man burst out, he was unable to respond!

You know, he is a junior boundary person, and he has mastered the fighting secret skills taught by two monasteries. It is always a rare defeat to fight with the same level, but just now, he lost one face to face!

What's more, he lost completely. If this man attacked weapons just now, he is dead now!

Although he was careless, it was beyond the speed of his reaction, which was beyond the hunter's reach, even if it was a rare and rare magic mark!

Dudean looked at him indifferently. His motionless body suddenly flashed. The sudden rapid movement made the middle-aged man's eyelids jump. He could only barely see a blur of light and shadow. He was scared to wield his knife in a hurry. The silver light flickered and countless knife lights formed a shield, which covered him in front of him.

Suddenly, his feet hurt, as if he was hit by a hard steel stick, and his body instantly unbalanced and fell down.

One of his heart also cooled down, and there was a gap in the dense knife light. He raised his other hand to support the ground and stabilize his body, but a black light suddenly shot straight from the disordered knife light gap and hit him on the chest.

Deep in the heart of the pain moment came, his back hit hard on the wooden floor, all of this said slowly, but all ended in minutes and seconds.

When the sharp pain in the chest came, the middle-aged man just had to bear the pain to fight back, he felt that the right hand holding the knife was held by a cold palm. It was not so much a palm as a piece of ice.

With a click, he dislocated the bone joint of his wrist. He roared with pain and lifted his other hand to smash it.

However, as soon as the other hand was raised, it was held by a strong hand. Before he could break free, a sharp pain came and his left hand was twisted out of joint."If you like children, make you children." There was no tremor in his indifferent voice, which seemed to have remained after the fierce fighting that broke out in this instant.

The middle-aged man didn't know what this meant. He felt his feet were pinched. The next moment, he suddenly understood.

It's just a burst of sound, just like a burst of broken bones in the middle-aged.

In the twinkling of an eye, dudean folded the middle-aged man's limbs to his back into a cross. He sat on his folded hands and feet, looked at the back of the middle-aged man's head exposed under his crotch. He gently scratched a dagger at his ear. With a little force on his finger, one of the middle-aged people's ears was cut off. The blood gushed, and his whole body trembled.

"You could have been dying, and there was no pain." Dudean used a dagger to draw scars on his face and neck. From time to time, he stabbed the dagger into the blood seams of these wounds. He said indifferently, "but you are wrong. You have to know that people live in groups, so other people are a kind of resource, but you waste this precious resource unnecessarily. It is really stupid!"

The middle-aged man's facial features are twisted together in pain, and they don't cry out.

Dudean turned the dagger and quickly cut through all parts of his body, from broken hands and feet and other parts. One of his arms was cut to expose the bone. More than ten minutes later, he finished the middle-aged man's life with one knife.

When he got up, the five children on the big bed were scared and hurried to a corner, shivering.

Seeing the children's fear, he whispered, "in your opinion, I'm no different from him, am I?"

The five children just looked at him in fear. The girl who had been bitten off her lips and cried out was afraid to cry.

"Maybe it's a little different." Seeing their faces, he said to himself, "it's a little more terrible." He put on his hood again, but only covered his hair, then went around the bed, opened the door and walked out of the room.

Previously, when torturing the middle-aged man, he always observed the outside of the room with thermal vision. The reason why he ended the torture of the middle-aged man was that he saw the opportunity to leave.

After leaving the house, he did not take a few steps. When he passed a fork in the road, he met two noble youths with golden hair. They were a little drunk, but not drunk.

Dudean deliberately walked between the two and knocked their shoulders apart.

Two people were hit by some raw pain, immediately to the front of the head to dudean angry drink: "Stinky boy, stop, how to walk you, you blind?"

Tudian turned his head, and the faint fluorite on the wall shone on his face. Two noble youths were about to scold. When they saw dudean's face, they were shocked. They saw that there was spattering blood on his face. With a pair of cold eyes, they immediately felt a chill from the bottom of their feet.

Dudean withdrew his eyes, turned his head and left quickly.

The two young men looked at dudean's back and disappeared in the passage. Then they looked at each other slowly and saw the suspicions in each other's eyes.

In the castle, ruchlan ste frowned. Unexpectedly, prana did not come back. He immediately called for the housekeeper, and just wanted him to send someone to call again. Suddenly, there was a clatter of armor running fast outside.

"My Lord, something's going on underground!" A knight, dressed in the heavy armour specially made by the ruckland family, came running in a hurry and said, "the news from the people who have just been on duty in the ground is that Mr. prana and the Lord, they, they are dead in the room!"

"What?" Ruklan Stern was stunned.

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