The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

Basilica of the Light of Hezra, basement.

There were a few more deep welts on the old witch's body.

A panting torturer put down the long whip in his hand, drank his saliva, looked at the dead old witch with complicated eyes, and sighed, "Hey, this old witch, his mouth is really made of iron!"

"No! No matter how I tortured her, I just said nothing! Can you do it?" Another torturer also agreed.

"Don't compare me to this evil old witch. They trade with the devil, eat rats and poisonous snakes, drink lava from hell, and their hearts are made of stones. How can I compare?" A little angry, retorted dissatisfiedly.

The situations he said are all propaganda of the Holy See to the people over the years, and it has already formed a fixed image.

"Hey, don't be angry! I'm just kidding!" The torturer who said the wrong thing suddenly said with a smiley face.

"This joke is not funny!" The torturer holding the whip scowled!

"Yes!" The torturer who said the wrong thing nodded and said, paused, and changed the subject, "But this old witch's mouth has been so hard, it's not a solution!"

"Then what do you want?" the torturer holding the whip said in an angry manner.

Usually when those heretics are brought into their hands, after a few sets of methods, they just say everything.

Of course, if a few sets of methods go on, those heretics are more likely to die.

In the past, they could have no scruples, but this time, Bishop Malgery specifically ordered that he must live and know the whereabouts of the mysterious Jack. That's why these interrogators were a little bit shy. The really powerful things did not dare to grow old. The witch greeted her for fear of playing with her!

"I think these old witches don't know what trade they have made with the devil, so they are probably not afraid of pain. We should use some special methods.

"Speak directly!"

"Strip the old witch's clothes, find some mice or snakes, and let them accompany this old undead fellow for an unforgettable night, what should I do?" the torture officer eagerly asked.

"This..." The torturer holding the whip was a little hesitant.

"Otherwise, how do we fulfill the orders of the Bishop of Margery? Are you willing to stay in this basement for the rest of your life and deal with the devil's servants?"

"Okay! Just try what you said!" The torturer's words moved the torturer with the whip. Although they are all believers in the holy light, some people can be bathed in the holy light in an upright manner. Secretly follow in the shadows.

They also want to walk under the sun and walk on the earth.

If no one was talking on either side of them, as for the old witch, they wouldn't be concerned.

"If we pry out the information about the mysterious Jack from this old witch's mouth, even the bishop will value us! A foreigner, how can we be faithful and reliable?" the torturer said. A bit sour and authentic.

At this moment, a depressive breath suddenly came, causing the interrogators in the room to feel nervous!

Immediately afterwards, the ceiling of the basement was directly pierced and the stones fell.

Several torture officers, one of them was crushed by a stone on the thigh, blood ran all over the ground, lost the ability to move, and wailed in place!

The other was even more unlucky. He was hit by a big rock in his head, and his head was bled and died on the spot.

Only the torturer holding the whip was so frightened that no stone hurt him.

Of course, the old witch behind him was fortunate not to be hit by a stone.

A huge dog's head with eyes the size of a round tower stuck out from the dog's head hit from the ceiling of the basement, almost covering the entire basement.

Its eyes, like a round tower, turned around in the basement, and finally fell on the torturer holding the whip.

The torturer was trembling with fright and urinated his pants.

"Holy Light!"

Under the gaze of a huge dog-head, he was terrified, and somehow, he turned around and rushed towards the position behind the old witch.

The huge dog's head leaped forward with an amazing agility, and with one bite, the torturer was bitten in half.

The blood stained the teeth and corners of the dog's head.

Looking at the huge dog head standing in front of him, the old witch was not afraid at all, her eyes were complicated, and she muttered, "Void Hound! Grandma's Void Hound!"

"Yes! As you can see, because of your potion, I succeeded! I successfully contracted it!" William walked out from nowhere, stood in front of the old witch, and said to her.

The bitter-faced soldier Philip followed William reluctantly.

William's gaze fell on the wound on the old witch. Although he had already seen it in the mirror of the magic mirror, the first time he looked directly face to face, it still gave William a great shock!

"You... have suffered!" William pondered for a while before he said.

"You surprised me!" Although the old witch was tied to the torture, William said generously, in a tone like two old friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time.

"It's you who surprised me! Why didn't you tell me about my situation? Maybe you can suffer less!" William said in a complex tone.

The old witch just smiled and did not speak.

"Okay. Let's go first, let's talk about these things later." William slashed the chains that bound the old witch.

Without the shackles of chains, the first thing the old witch regained freedom was to fall down involuntarily.

William lucidly helped the old witch ~www.ltnovel.com~ and took her onto the head of the Void Hound, which bowed its head automatically, and the soldier Philip quickly followed.

With a move in William's heart, this Void Hound with eyes as big as a round tower lifted its head from the basement and returned to the church floor.

"Go!" Needless to say, William, the Void Hound was about to run into the sky.

"Master, Master, the Holy Light Vatican warrior who fought with you last time rushed over." Suddenly, the magic mirror warned in William's mind.

William looked down and saw a black shadow rushing towards the Void Hound.

William has the radar map of the magic mirror, so he directly "drove" the Void Hound to the top of the basement, violently crashed into the basement and rescued the old witch.

This process takes a very short time.

I just didn't expect this guy to come over so fast!

It's just that... William looked at the dark shadow, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly... In the old Chinese saying, it's now and then!

The last time I could play against William was inextricably difficult, but now, William can only say that his courage is commendable!

In a blink of an eye, the black shadow rushed in front of the Void Hound, revealing the figure of the holy spirit knight last time. He didn't go to the bronze palace with Bishop Malgeri, just in case?

It's a pity, how can Bishop Margeri think that William's strength will advance by leaps and bounds in just a few days!

I saw the Void Hound with strength and agility above 13 points, just rushing forward randomly, the silver light burst, and the Holy Knight was bitten by the Void Hound, chewed a few times, squeaked, and swallowed. Go in.

PS: Sorry, I worked overtime until seven o'clock today, and I started a voice conference after eight o'clock. I really worked to doubt my life! But I will definitely make up the chapters that owe, so remember!