Chapter 53 Evil Skills

Author: Seedless Melon

Chapter 53 Evil Skills

February 28.

Three minutes after 6:00 am.

As the middle of winter goes away, the color of the morning sun changes from warm white to light gold, and every time the sun rises, it can bring warm morning light to the city.

When this dawn light ran from the end of the King's Avenue, which was the location of the palace, and ran all the way to the north, and then passed the forty-nine spires of the Luntinian Cathedral, and shone on the King's Square.

There were already thousands of Lentinian citizens gathered here. They watched the bright morning light pass by overhead, shining everyone's excited face, and then moved to the city wall where the Divine Power Prison reached 24 meters high.

On the originally dim city wall, the vague alien body and the guardians also saw the blood-red monster with the illumination of the morning light!

In the sun, monsters have nowhere to hide!

A low amazement gathered like waves, turning into a surging sea, in which many sounds were repeatedly transmitted, amplified, and even formed an explosive noise.

"Look! He's so ugly!"

"Is that his tentacles!"

"Why is he bright red!"

"How do the sheriffs execute him?"

Some citizens with better eyesight, or nobles and merchants holding telescopes, began to marvel at the horror of what they saw.

What they expressed in the opposite direction was not fear, but excitement and surprise. After all, the monster was locked there waiting for execution.

Even in the most outstanding and most curious circus, you can't see such a wonderful existence.

The word ‘polluter’ is not unfamiliar with the residents of Lentiny City. It was even mentioned frequently during the Patriotic War, but there were indeed very few opportunities to see it with your own eyes.

So it's like a grand festival now.

The discussion also spread to the city wall.

The sheriffs lined up here with muskets. They were all ordinary people and were very curious about the monster, but they could not leave their posts, so they could only take a peek at the blood-red monster.

He was locked in iron chains, hung there, kneeling on the ground, half of his arms spread out.

Half of his body seemed to have been stripped off, and the other half was also covered in scars. The extremely thick bright red tentacle was the most conspicuous.

That is the biggest feature of monsters different from humans, and in the eyes of ordinary people, it is also a symbol of evil power.

Now the symbol of this evil force is locked firmly by an iron ring, raised upwards, and also appears to be listless - the large number of white suction cups on the tentacles have withered.

This posture fixed with iron chains gives the polluter the greatest humiliation, and also shows the public the greatest possibility of his abnormal form, giving the viewer the greatest pleasure and pleasure.

The public can see the monster and the sword hanging above the monster's head - the polluter is actually bound to a beheading frame.

The beheading was covered in blood and had a long history. In the past 100 years, it has cut off no less than 100 beautiful or ugly heads, including pagans, rebellious royal families, and contaminated humans.

The Red Gloves are closest to the polluters, and they are not very satisfied with all this arrangement.

Also unsatisfied are the butlers of Habsburg.

The two sides stood on both sides of the polluter, and the atmosphere between them was very delicate.

"If that person is the mother of the plague, she should be tied up here and waiting for beheading." Li Guding whispered in a voice that could be heard ten meters away, "So, I'm afraid she won't dare to come?"

This is what the Red Gloves are most dissatisfied with. They suspect that the black veil is the mother of the plague with crimes, but due to the Habsburg protection, they cannot investigate and judge it. Instead, they have to hand over the corpse of the polluter to

she.

The butler frowned at the malice of the Red Gloves. At most fifteen minutes, the first ray of sunlight officially shone on the Shenwei Prison, and the execution was about to begin, but Hei Shing and her assistant still had not arrived.

What happened?

Only Heika knows how to make potions with the corpse of this monster.

If she doesn't come, this drama will not be able to continue.

...

Truman reached out to call a taxi on the side of the road.

Luntiny has a taxi cart, but she doesn't go to a remote place like the Izzy River in the early morning to do business.

Moreover, at this time, the entire city of Luntiny flocked to Kings Square, and the already remote road was even sparsely populated.

So for more than half an hour, Truman still hadn't called the carriage.

He was secretly happy and looked at his pocket watch. It was only a quarter of an hour left before 7 o'clock, so it was definitely too late.

Even if Hei Wei relies on his identity as a "Legend", it is too late.

Besides, the black veil has to be compared with the imperial daughter everywhere, so how could it be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that it would be that

Truman said to Heisha with guilt: "Ms. Heisha, I'm sorry, it seems we must be late."

"It's a disappointing day." Heisha said with complaint and unwillingness, "I didn't want to use such a 'skill' that was not in a demeanor."

Well...? Truman felt a little confused when he heard the word "skill".

"Come on, Mr. Truman. Come with me." Hei Shing pulled Truman and jumped into the river.

Push! The moment it fell into the river, Truman's head was still confused.

At this moment, his "sensitivity" characteristics were incarnation. He was just a slightly stronger ordinary person and his reaction ability was not good, so he fell into the water ignorantly and immediately began to struggle.

Hurry!

Truman waved his hand and moved the water suddenly turned into hard soil. Suffocation and claustrophobia followed. He sat up in surprise and found himself sitting in a place... Well, this is a cemetery.

?

Why do those sheriffs look at themselves with this expression?

This is... This is the Divine Power Prison!

Truman saw the gray-black city wall that was seven or eight stories high, and the Arrow Castle that was even taller on the city wall from this angle.

He was so familiar with this Arrow Castle at this moment.

The two perspectives were concentrated together, giving Truman a slight dizziness.

He was inside the Divine Power Prison... This perception shocked Truman.

"Who are you!" The sheriffs pointed their guns at Truman in horror.

They were greatly frightened. Today is the day to execute the monster, and the whole world of Shenwei Prison is on guard, including this cemetery.

The cemetery in Shenwei Prison is used to bury some corpses that are inconvenient to be announced to the public. Two of them were buried a few days ago. Now the soil has been lifted up, and something has sat up. This situation, how do they feel?

The word "shock" can be described.

"We are VIPs in Habsburg." The black veil voice sounded, "Don't you know me?"

Obviously, the sheriffs knew Heiwei.

However, looking at the two people bulldozed from the two new tombs, it was really hard to understand.

"Sir Hei Shing... Why are you...?" The sheriff's question was also Truman's question.

"An extraordinary 'skill'." Hei Shing replied.

...

At this moment, in the Izzi River, where the Hei Shi and Truman dived, the two bodies slowly sank to the bottom of the water and floated onto the water surface.

...

In the Shenwei Prison, although the black veil was also climbed up from the grave, his whole body was still cleaner, which was much better than the appearance of the Truman covered in soil and a few grave grass on his head. This was probably because...

Get used to it?

What technique is so evil... I have traveled more than ten kilometers in an instant and still had to climb out of the grave? Truman was very confused.

Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang…!

The bell has already ringed.

Truman subconsciously looked upwards and met with another self above the arrow tower.
Chapter completed!