Weird Manor: Quickly Cross the Fifth Personality

Chapter 199 The Wrath of the Sea God, the Death of the Prophet (Extra)
"Gara."

The rusty door inside the dungeon was pushed open by a hand with knuckles.

A tall figure walked in slowly.

The pair of sea-blue eyes looked at the man in the cell whose hands were chained and said carelessly: "Do you know your mistake?"

The person lying on the ground did not respond in any way.

The man was inexplicable, a surge of anger ignited in his heart, he strode up directly, and lifted the person lying on the ground: "I know you are awake, I just ask you a question, do you know your mistake?"

Hastan's sea-blue eyes looked at the man who was still unresponsive, and he felt even more angry, and directly threw him back to the ground.

The man was already deeply wounded, and he had a lot of new whip wounds. Hastur fell directly to the wounds on his body, and he just woke up in pain.

Eli opened his eyes and wanted to reach out to lift the blindfold, but he forgot that his hands were still supported by the iron chain. With such a pull, the wound on his wrist was directly opened.

Seeing Eli's reaction, Hastur held back the anger in his heart and knelt down to look at him: "I'll ask you one last time, do you know you're wrong?"

Eli raised his head slightly. Although his eyes were blindfolded and he couldn't see Hasta's expression clearly, he knew that Hasta must be very angry at this time.

But when he thought of the result of his divination, he gritted his teeth again: "I am not wrong, she is the person I want to protect with my life."

"Snapped"

The last string of sanity snapped in Hastur's brain.

He sneered cruelly: "Oh, since you want to protect her with your life, then this little suffering must be too small for you, come on."

"Master Hastur, what are your orders?" A little maid asked respectfully.

"The criminal law I invented recently, you can try it on him."

Hastur glanced at Eli and said without any emotion.

Even if you want to protect her with your life, then I would like to see if you are about to die, whether you will choose to beg for mercy from me, or continue to protect that girl.

"If you beg me for mercy, I can let you go."

Hastur gave Eli the last chance to choose, as long as he bowed his head and begged him for mercy, he would definitely let him go.

But who knows, Eli lowered his head and let him look like he was being trampled by someone.

Hastur gritted his teeth, then looked at the maid standing aside: "Do it."

Hastur finished speaking coldly and then sat on the chair brought by another maid.

A maid who had been ordered by Haster started to move.

She lifted it straight to Eli and slammed it hard against the wall.

Then one hand grabbed Eli's arm and pressed it against the wall, and suddenly two or three maids came from outside.

One of them was holding a box of nails, the other a small hammer.

A handmaid took the nail to the handmaid holding Eli's arm.

The maid took the nail and put it on Eli's palm, and then another maid directly hit the nail with a hammer.

"Hmm," Eli snorted in pain.

Blood has already been bitten from the lips, and the palm of the hand has been penetrated by nails and firmly nailed to the wall.

Originally, the maids wanted to continue to fight, but Hastur called out: "You go out first."

"Yes" the maids retreated respectfully.

Hastur walked up to Eli and stretched out his hand to take out the nail on his palm, and then approached his ear: "Does it hurt?"

Eli didn't speak and still didn't want to deal with Hasta.

Hastur suddenly laughed, very cruelly: "It's okay, there will be more pain in the future, I will let you remember this night well."

Eli's body froze suddenly and wanted to push Hastur away, but the wound on his body was pulled as soon as his hand moved, and he sucked in a breath of cold air.

He directly picked him up and walked towards the bed in the dungeon.

He put Eli on top and reached out to undo his blindfold, then frantically pulled at his clothes.

Eli, who got the light, looked at Hastur in horror: "Crazy!"

Hastur paused for a moment before sneering, one hand held down the whip wound on Eli's body and tossed it back and forth, the wound split open and a lot of blood flowed out.

Seeing that Eli was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, Hastan's inner anger subsided a little: "Eli Clark, you forced me."

With a tearing pain coming, Eli couldn't help crying out: "No, no, Hahasta, I was wrong!"

Hastur chuckled: "It's late."

"Well" Eli's fingers gripped Hastur's back tightly.

Hastur even vented all his anger in the past few days on Eli.

The intensity continued to increase, and Eli was so painful that he almost passed out.

I don't know how long it took before Hastur let go of him and got off him.

After tidying up his clothes, he slowly walked out of the water prison, and then returned to his own Sea God Palace.

How long Hastur sat inside the palace for no telling until someone came to report.

"It's not good, Lord Hastur!"

Hastur frowned a little bored: "What's the matter?"

The person who reported looked at Hastur with some fear, and then said tremblingly: "Eli is gone, even the girl who was imprisoned in the water prison is gone."

Hearing that Eli was gone, his original water-blue eyes suddenly turned crimson.

Then there was a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth: "The two of them can't run very far, bring me the saber I got from the mercenary before, this time I will treat Eli. Show mercy."

(End of this chapter)