God Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Why did you choose to be here on this special knot?"

The ancient warrior suddenly asked.

For a moment, Sarperdon planned to explain all the entire process of development to the fearless standing here, but he eventually shook the head:

"The reason is very simple Magnus has promised to give us assistance. Twenty powerful wizards and their scarlet letters and battleship will help us. Please forgive me for being abusive and I must talk to the prisoners immediately."

Adamsoth made a low rumble of mechanical roar.

"If it attracts its attention, even the most intelligent soul will not escape."

Salperdon feels distraught. He has wasted too much time. So he said:

"I have never said that I am the'smartest', but I have absolute information about my will."

Ancient warrior look at Sarper Winter sighed back and gave in, and the thunder-like stride strongly shook the ground under his feet.

"Be careful of the pitfalls in its language."

The loud words uttered in the fearless loudspeaker followed the road where everyone came.

Everyone walked into the cell, and Memphis once again experienced a familiar feeling—the kind of claustrophobic feeling common in anti-psionic prisons.

For those who can arbitrarily see through the curtain of reality, this experience is really disturbing, anxious, and very painful.

Although Astarte’s superhuman physique is enough to instantly end all physical pain, he is helpless with soul pain. More importantly, this feeling always reminds Salperdon Raise an enemy deeply rooted in his heart.

He looked around, and the hideous and distorted faces of the other two confirmed his thoughts: They felt the same way as himself.

The three of them moved forward in silence, passing through layers of hidden locks and psychic locks, and arrived in front of an unremarkable ebony door.

"Energetic."

Salperdon asked to put his hand on the door panel, and the fleeting rays of light flowed between the hand armor and the door.

"No matter what it was, it is now a silhouette that symbolizes Power of Destruction."

The two nodded agreed, and Salperton immediately pushed it away. Closed the door.

As everyone walked into the cell, all around the flickering light spots and spheres of light seemed to have life, and merged and merged, revealing its true body: a terrible twisted and deformed one The body is being tightly bound in the array, like some kind of weird mix of half human and half Xenos.

Its four surprisingly long arms are connected to a clump of slimy icy tentacles like sea creatures at the fingertips. Eight palm-size faces are piled in one place, each with a Shocking inhuman characteristics.

"Eight-faced monster!"

When Tubek saw this thing, he couldn't help but exclaim his origin. As a thousand-child wizard, he was familiar with this stuff.

Salperdon faintly scanned him, and then signaled the two to follow in their own footsteps-if it weren’t for Tubek’s constant request, and this guy is very useful for future plans, he would never bring he comes.

"It's not so much an eight-sided monster as a name, it's more of a classification."

Salperdon pulled out the rune sword hanging from his waist, Striding forward, the sharp sword edge in his hand pointed directly at the face of the octopus, and stopped less than half an inch from its viscous skin.

The creature did not respond to everyone's movements, and piled lifelessly on the ground, like a pool of rotten meat falling from a butcher's cutting board.

Tubek shook his head and sighed.

"This kind of monster can't spit out any useful information. Although they have almost all knowledge, they will never confide it easily unless they pay the price of unimaginable..."

Eight-faced monsters are a kind of demons from the Tzeentch realm. They live in the large library of the Crystal Labyrinth most of the time. Some wizards think they are guards, some wizards think they are administrators, but there are also wizards who think they are The virtual body transformed by the title pages of many classics treasured in the Crystal Library.

But in any case, the most famous feature of the octopus is that they know almost everything, but likewise, their cunning and greed are also terrifying. Once there were wizards who tried to extract precious things from them. Knowledge, but ultimately paid a tragic price.

Therefore, their reputation among thousands of children has not been good, and even worse than fear of demons.

"Really?"

Before speaking, the octagonal slumped to the ground suddenly violent, and the tentacles that came out suddenly gripped the rune sword, intending to kill Sa Elperton pulled forward.

Emil pulled out the pistol from his waist in an instant, and Tubek raised his staff at the same time and waved to hit.

"Don't do it."

Salperdon raised his hand to signal the two to put down their weapons, calmly aiming at the octagonal leg raised, and kicking it to the ground.

"Don't pretend to be dead."

"Hehe, a visit can be called'something is weird'."

A sneer, the spirit of the eight-sided monster The power of energy echoed in the three people's minds.

"Things have reached a dead end after two visits."

The demon squirmed, and dozens of eyes all over the head blinked, each The middle is full of banter.

"Does it only by staying with me, who is also an outcast, can you feel a little comfort?"

Tubek clenched the long hand tightly. Rod.

"A demon is boasted shamelessly, I can make your soul scream for a hundred years!"

But Sarperdon shook his head.

"This octopus cannot be killed, I assure you, it is special."

Speaking, he waved his hand and drew out the sword, piercing the octopus The sharp blade of the arm did not leave any marks on the skin.

"Dead?"

The creature also laughed at said with a smile:

"You are just one who can't live without Magnus' shelter Poor, Tubek."

Then he shrugged his four shoulders very humanely.

"Salperton, I can take good care of myself. Don’t let that big guy protect me. Wearing a heavy iron coffin every day, I wandered to the left and right, pretending to be a Living."

"Whatever you say."

"Then did you come here to chat with me?"

It said Raised a tentacles, glanced at Sarpedon with the upper eye, and eight faces simultaneously squeezed out a bright smile.

"Or, do you need me to do something for you?"

"I want to know the location of the snow lotus blade."

That creature is nodded.

"Why do you think I will help you?"

"Damn scum!"

Tubek snarled angrily, and started waving his stick. .

Salperton raised his hand to signal that he don't be impatient, and then said:

"This creature will confide the information I need."

" How about we extract the information directly from its soul, so as not to listen to its spooky words here to deceive the crowd."

Tubek muttered while spinning around the cell, rubbing the weapon in his hand. While staring at the weird figure formed by all kinds of limbs.

He looks reckless at this time, just like a World Eater, but everyone present can see his careful thoughts and cunning gaze deep in his eyes. He has been using his psychic powers to test all directions. Strange domain-Although this kind of demons is very unreliable, it is still rare and precious. For the wizards, there is always a way to get something from them.