The strongest bear system in history

Chapter 818

The gloomy sky, the air was filled with a strong breath of iron and blood, the King City was still towering, although a big hole appeared in the wall, it did not affect the majesty of the King City, but because of the gloomy sky, because of the torn wall , Giving people a horror of being angered by giants!

Outside the city gate, the old tortoise was full of people, and the monks were chatting, looking at the old tortoise hanging in mid-air with malicious and playful eyes.

"Boom!"

A heavy bell, accompanied by the bell, yesterday the group of monks walked out of the city gate with a cold expression. They are the guards of the Tianquan Xingjun. They are all second-rate magic weapons. They are all nine-level golden immortals. The most elite monk in the King City represents the mighty Heavenly Power Star King and is also today's executioner.

The roots in the crowd flashed with complexity. He knew what would happen today from yesterday, but he was unable to change.

Gen Sheng thought about the crowd dispersing at night and secretly took the old tortoise away by himself, but unfortunately, let alone help the old tortoise to break away from this rope, under the power of Tianquan Xingjun, even if he is close to the old tortoise, Gen Shengdu Can't do it.

There is a power that imprisons everything around the old tortoise. This power is very simple. It is just a rope condensed by immortal power, but it is an insoluble rope. There is no power beyond or inferior to the power , It is impossible to break this rope.

The only way to get close to the old turtle is on the day of execution.As the guards of Tianquan Xingjun, the magic weapons they wear can neutralize the power of Tianquan Xingjun to a certain extent.

But this also means that any of his actions will be exposed to the public's sight, and he is very helpless. He knows that he cannot be impulsive, because he knows that there is only one chance!

Accompanied by a burst of crisp footsteps, an indifferent guard came to the old turtle's side. He was the executioner and the person responsible for the execution of the old turtle during the following period.

He was expressionless, with a face like a dead man, without seeing the slightest vitality, the palms wrapped in black iron gloves stroking on the hard scales of the old tortoise.

Only gradually, the indifferent eyes showed a strange light, which was a light filled with tyranny and satisfaction.

"Tear!" With a tearing sound, as soon as the executioner grasped the end of the old tortoise scale, he pulled it down fiercely!

A piece of scales with blood at the end was pulled out abruptly. The intense pain caused the old tortoise to wake up directly from the coma. Under the painful stimulation, the old tortoise's body struggled uncontrollably. However, the rope around the neck drew away the few power from the old tortoise.

Throwing away this huge scale in his hand, looking at the old tortoise's struggling body and the pain that flashed in the old tortoise's eyes, the brutality and excitement in the executioner's eyes became more intense.

With the twitching of the old tortoise's body, the surrounding monks could not help but let out a distorted and abnormal cheer.

What is a monk?

Many people saw the brilliance of the monks, but they did not see the difficulties and ruggedness of the monks in the road. Not all monks are suitable for this road, and not all monks will not be changed by this road.

There is such a group of monks, they seem to be polite, but their bones are full of tyranny and darkness.

Light things can no longer satisfy their twisted hearts, only darkness and tyranny can give them comfort.

With that cheer, the executioner's cold eyes became more and more excited.

Pieces of scales stained with blood were pulled out from the old tortoise's legs. Some scales even carried some flesh and blood due to strength problems.

This is a very cruel punishment, like peeling the skin little by little with a nail.

And every time the executioner threw down the scales of the old tortoise, it would trigger a wave of cheers.

This is an extremely distorted and crazy carnival, a feast only for the dark and tyrannical.

With the deprivation of the scales of the old tortoise’s legs, the bloody hind limbs were exposed, and wisps of blood flowed down the bloody legs, and finally dripped on the sharp claws. The audience under the stage had been teased to the extreme. At this moment, the old tortoise could only breathe in violent pain.

Have you imagined what it feels like?Use your nails to peel off the skin on your thighs bit by bit, and keep you awake at all times. This scene is full of distorted humanity. A slightly normal human being can't help but vomit when seeing this kind of scene.

But the next moment is the time for real pain!

The air was filled with the charming smell of blood. The executioner who had looked cold before had completely changed his appearance at this moment. He breathed heavily, and his eyes were filled with blood because of excitement.

The black iron gloves that had been soaked into black and red in blood directly grabbed the old tortoise's paws.

There was a dull, sticky sound, like the sound of chicken feet peeling off the bone in the hand.

"Roar!"

The weak old tortoise shrank in pain at this moment, his eyelids opened to the limit, and he could even see the bloodshot whites of his eyes!

This is a kind of pain that is far more than a hundred times before, the body is uncontrolled twitching, and the soul seems to collapse under this pain.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, there used to be a group of guys who looked like humans but were beasts, who would use a punishment of pulling off their nails to torture others.

The old tortoise has no nails, he has claws, which are used for fighting and hunting.

The claws are bigger than the nails. Pulling out the claws abruptly, this kind of pain is no less than pulling out the fingers abruptly!

The violent pain caused the old tortoise to yell out loudly. He didn't want to scream out. In the old tortoise's eyes, it was a kind of submission to the enemy.

But the old tortoise really couldn't control it, it hurts too much!

No matter how strong your will is, you can't stand this intense pain.

But do you think this is over?

The executioner is a veteran of torture and killing. He knows that pain will gradually diminish. After pulling out the old tortoise’s paw, every once in a while, when the old tortoise adapts to the pain, the other party will pull out the old again. The other claws of the tortoise, even the phalanx, made the pain of the old tortoise break one limit after another.

The roots in the crowd were already extremely angry at this moment. He wanted to rush out and kill the executioner, but he knew that he could not do this. On the one hand, his strength was not enough, the strength of the ninth-level golden immortal, and then With a full set of second-rate magic weapons, as long as you rush out, you will be subdued by the opponent.

In addition, don't forget that there is a group of monks around.

Gensheng can only endure and wait, because he only has one chance!

As the finger bones and claws were pulled out abruptly, the real "feast" began.

A slender long knife, thin like a cicada's wings, with a very sharp blade, makes people shudder just by looking at it.But what is strange is that the surface of the knife is extremely rough, like sandpaper.

This is a special kind of knife, which belongs exclusively to the executioner.

This kind of knife can cut prisoners into more slices to the maximum, and the rough surface like sandpaper can maximize the pain of cutting.

What's even more frightening is that this knife is also engraved with an array to improve acuity, which will allow executioners and prisoners to keep the sharpest sober at all times.

When the sharp blade cut through the bloody body of the old tortoise and brought out the pieces of flesh as thin as cicada wings, the old tortoise's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and the clenched teeth seemed to be crushed.

One, two, three.

When the scarlet flesh and blood was cut out, the executioner looked at the people in the audience gracefully, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This is the first plate of flesh and blood. Does anyone want to taste it?"

There are lunatics and normal people in this world, but such a cruel scene still makes many monks who come to watch have a strong urge to vomit, but in the eyes of the lunatic, with the trembling of the old tortoise and the sound of teeth colliding, they eat each other raw The flesh and blood is another ultimate enjoyment.

Forcibly enduring the killing intent in his heart, the numb face came out from a group of monks: "Can I taste it?"

The executioner was taken aback, his indifferent eyes looked at Gensheng, and at the dull and numb young man in front of him. He thought that this plate of flesh and blood would be snatched away by those like-minded lunatics, but he did not expect to be the first to come out. It was a stranger.

He instinctively wanted to refuse, but looking at Gen Sheng's numb look, the executioner had some inexplicable love in his heart.

On the crystal-clear plate that looked like colored glaze, there were a few pieces of bright red, even trembling flesh and blood.

Gen Sheng numbly chewed, resisting the boiling killing intent in his heart.

And this kind of patience, in the eyes of the executioner, has another meaning, a kind of excitement for the executioner, and even the excitement of meeting a confidant.

After a plate of flesh and blood was eaten, Gensheng looked at the executioner and the old tortoise looking up to the sky, his body twitching constantly because of pain, and asked stiffly, "Can I try it?"

The executioner was taken aback, and a playful look appeared in his eyes: "You?"

Frowning slightly, looking at the old tortoise that was constantly struggling because of pain, a sense of loss appeared on the dull and stiff face: "Can't it?"

Seeing Gensheng's lost look, a special feeling emerged inexplicably in the executioner's heart.

The executioner liked the roots, the expression of the roots, and the numb look, which made the executioner think of a dead friend.

He is just like the roots in front of him, his expression is numb, and his eyes are always muddy like a pool of stagnant water, which is a manifestation of falling into the ultimate darkness. To be honest, the look in the eyes of the roots in front of him, and the friend who used to be himself look alike.

Seeing Gensheng's disappointed eyes, the executioner felt a sense of guilt inexplicably. After hesitating for a moment, the executioner hesitated and said: "It's not impossible, do you need me to borrow your knife?"

Gen Sheng shook his head and stretched out his white palm, a stiff smile appeared on his face: "No, I like my hands."

The executioner's pupils shrank, as if thinking of something, a flash of excitement and heavy breathing suddenly flashed in his eyes. With the excited eyes, the executioner looked at Gensheng with a hot expression: "I think we will become friends, you call what?"

Staring at the executioner's hot, twisted and crazy eyes, Gensheng's expression was as stiff as ever: "Friend? Maybe? My name is Gensheng."

Staring at Gensheng, watching Gensheng’s slow and stiff pace, the executioner is like an expecting spectator, with excitement and curiosity in his eyes, and he looks forward to how excited Gensheng will bring him next. Popular show!

Big show?maybe?It's just that this big show is completely different from what the executioner thought.

When he came to the old tortoise, he looked at the old tortoise for the last time with a complicated expression. The silent power in his body rose to the extreme, and Gensheng suddenly jumped up, and the huge fist slammed into the old tortoise's eyes.

This is the weakest part of the old tortoise. As long as the eyes are pierced, the roots can directly smash the old tortoise’s brain and eventually kill the old tortoise successfully.

That's right, Gensheng wants to kill the old tortoise. This is the only thing Gensheng can do, because only in this way can the old tortoise be freed. Sometimes, living is more uncomfortable than dead!