met free Chapter 388 Torture
Chapter 388 Torture
The knight was clad in black and gold armor, and his scarlet compound eyes beneath the dark mask glowed with a scorching light, standing out particularly in the darkness.
The black dragon arm guard on the left forearm is domineering and ferocious. The black dragon pattern on the helmet echoes the black dragon emblem on the center of the belt. The terrifying murderous intent is approaching with an oppressive aura, like a tsunami.
Hiiragi Makisuke was so shocked that his face turned pale, and his legs kept retreating weakly. "Wait...wait, we can sit down and talk. If I have offended you two in any way before, I will kowtow to you and apologize. Everything can be discussed, right?"
His voice was trembling, but no one cared.
The knight walked slowly in the bright moonlight without a pause, like the absolute king in the darkness, bringing down the sword of Damocles and bringing judgment.
"Wait! This is against the rules! I am the head of the Hiiragi family! You can't kill me! Someone come! Someone come! There's an assassin!!"
Hiiragi Makisuke slumped on the ground, backing away using his hands and feet, calling out at the top of his voice.
But it's no use.
Long before, this place was covered tightly with dozens of silencing spells.
The other people here couldn't hear any sound from the outside world, let alone Hiiragi Makisuke's shouts?
Suddenly, Hiiragi Makisuke found strength from nowhere, staggered and turned to run away, shouting with all his might,
"Someone come! There's an assassin!!"
But how could the Cavaliers let him do what he wanted?
With one step, the knight was like a meteor, running 100 meters in just 4.5 seconds. She instantly came behind Hiiragi Makisuke, grabbed his arms with both hands, and gently twisted them...
Click...
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Both of Hiiragi Makisuke's arms flipped backwards and were severely dislocated. He fell to the ground due to the severe pain. His face was covered with tears and snot. His pig-killing howling sounded throughout the sky, but was isolated by the barrier.
Next, the knight pulled Hiiragi Shinsuke back again like dragging a dead dog.
"My lords, what grievance do we have? As long as you spare my life, I will serve you like a slave..."
Hiiragi Kisuke's face turned pale with pain and he was crying and snotting.
The knight was too lazy to listen and prepared to take action immediately.
But at the critical moment, another person stopped her.
He leaned over, and the pale mask that looked like it was half crying and half laughing stared at him almost face to face.
"Well, do you know anything about the Fatui?"
It was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman's voice, but Hiiragi Makisuke was overjoyed when he heard it. "I know! I know! Sir, please feel free to ask me anything you want! I will tell you everything I know!"
This expression, this posture, is extremely humble.
The figure stood up and waved his hand, "Speak for yourself."
After saying this, in order to grab this last glimmer of hope, Hiiragi Makisuke spilled all he knew.
He had long forgotten the promise he had made to the lady, as easy as farting.
After all, everyone knows his temper. It is not easy for him to sell out his master for fame and fortune.
Arata Ichito was silent.
Even he had not expected that there would be so many executives coming this time.
[Lady], [Soldier], [Young Master], and [Doctor].
No, the doctor should just be a slice sent out, and the real body is unlikely to come.
I feel like the difficulty has suddenly increased...
Aratake Ichito was thinking, and the two people beside him were waiting for his answer.
Hiiragi Makisuke swallowed his saliva. Since his life and property were at stake, he dared not act rashly.
Arata Ichito glanced at him lightly, and then said, "Go ahead."
“No!! My Lord! I already…Aaaaaaah!!”
The other party's explanation was replaced by an even more shrill howl before it was finished.
The knight had been impatient for a long time, and now that he had received permission, he leaped out like a tiger, immediately dislocated the opponent's thighs to prevent her from struggling, and then began her execution.
Looking at the head of the Hiiragi family with his limbs twisted, like a pig on the stage, ready to be slaughtered, Kamisato Ayaka under the mask revealed a devilish smile, cruel and crazy.
She wanted to vent the resentment that had accumulated for nearly a decade.
First, she broke open the ten fingers of Hiiragi Makisuke one by one at an inhuman angle, taking good care of every joint.
Then, she grabbed the twisted finger bone and began to rotate it continuously, and then gently applied force to crush the bone in her hand.
After hearing Hiiragi Makisuke's heart-wrenching screams, Kamisato Ayaka tore off his skin and flesh, causing the screams to reach the highest decibel.
Don't worry about the number of times. People have ten fingers and one finger can be used for playing three times.
After the ten fingers are the arms, shoulder blades, ribs and other parts.
The hardness of Hiiragi Makisuke's bones became as fragile as dead branches and rotten leaves under the force of 12.5 tons.
Kamisato Ayaka took apart his bones one by one, crushed them, and stuffed the bone fragments back into the body.
She carried out various cruel punishments one by one. Blood stained her mask red, but it could not extinguish the fire of anger in her heart.
The time of revenge seemed to stretch infinitely, yet it also seemed to be only a moment. When Kamisato Ayaka came to her senses, she found that a full hour had passed.
In fact, according to reason, Hiiragi Makisuke should have been tortured to death twenty minutes ago.
But Arawaki Ichito always took the opportunity to cast a few healing spells, the effect of which was not very good. At most, he could keep the opponent alive and prolong the time of death.
Moreover, when Hiiragi Makisuke fainted from the pain, Aratake Ichito would considerately cast a lightning spell. The power was extremely weak, but it could stimulate his nerves in an instant and force him to wake up.
It can be said that it took an hour for Hiiragi Shinsuke to die, and Arataki Ichito should account for 70% of the credit.
Kamisato Ayaka stared blankly at Hiiragi Shinsuke who had turned into a corpse on the ground, and suddenly pulled out a card from the card box and inserted it into the dragon summoner on her left arm.
Sword Vent
With a dull electronic sound, a giant black-gold dragon flew in the sky, dropping a long sword similar to its tail blade before disappearing.
The pitch-black dragon saber was caught by Kamisato Ayaka, she took a step forward and the blade fell.
A sound of breaking through the air was heard, like a hot knife cutting into butter. The blade cut through the flesh and blood without any hindrance, ripping open Shinsuke Hiiragi's body.
Kamisato Ayaka was like a madman suffering from stress. She chopped the body into pieces with her sword one after another.
The ground was stained with the smelly blood, and her limbs and torso were chopped into pieces, which then turned into meat paste.
There was a look of deathly despair on Shinsuke Hiiragi's stiff face, and his head rolled to Kamisato Ayaka's feet.
Kamisato Ayaka kicked it backhand into the wall not far away.
The 22.5-ton kick force made the head like a cannonball, creating several cracks and embedding it deeply.
Coincidentally, it was facing outwards.
Kamisato Ayaka let out a long sigh, untransformed, and turned back into the weak and gentle eldest daughter of the Kamisato family.
Her body was shaking and she was about to collapse to the ground in the next second, but she was supported by Ichito Aratake in time.
She looked up at the starry sky, opened her mouth, and began to yell meaninglessly.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
“I succeeded—!!!”