Chapter 264 Interrogation

"My esteemed master! Long time no see, you look even more heroic." A burly, majestic and ferocious ghost appeared in this specially arranged room, and the aura of fear spread.

The three shadow assassins, who were still calm just now, saw this ghostly shadow, which made people unable to help but feel fear. .

This is a powerful evil being, the twisted horns on his head, the pair of iconic bat wings and the layer of flames shrouded on it, plus the reactions of their bodies, all explain The identity of this existence - the top big devil from hell, the hell purgatory.

But such an evil being was summoned by a golden dragon they thought couldn't do anything to them. Such a scene simply shattered their three views.

Then, it even made them feel like they were in a dream. This powerful big devil, after appearing, actually knelt on the ground extremely humbly, crawling in front of the young man, his tone was respectful, like... a servant.

"What's your order? Master." Myers, the hell fiend, pressed his forehead tightly to the ground.

This name made the three shadow assassins tremble even more. This powerful hell fiend was actually the servant of this golden dragon. Are they living in a dream? How could the world become so strange?

"I see, you are a fallen golden dragon!" A shadowy assassin who couldn't understand opened his mind wide, remembering some secret rumors about dragons he had heard, staring at Morea and screaming.

"Fallen golden dragon?" The other two shadow assassins stared at their companions with a look of idiots.

A fallen golden dragon is an evil dragon whose camp has shifted. In Erasia's long years, there has indeed been a golden dragon that has fallen, but what age was it, and all the fallen golden dragons in history are not counted in ten fingers.

Besides, this golden dragon escorted the paladin and sheltered the demon hunter knight. How could such behavior be degenerate?

Morea ignored the assassin who said he was depraved. He was floating in the air, looking down at the hell purgatory who had fully recovered from his injuries and seemed to be stronger than before.

"A demon hunter entrusted me to protect his descendants, but in less than a day, my protector was assassinated. I need you to torture these three assassins and ask who is behind the scenes. Is there a problem?"

Hearing Morea's words, Miles turned his head, stared at the three imprisoned shadow assassins, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, a smirk appeared on his face covered with magic marks, "Master, torture Intelligence is what we devils do best,

Please feel free to leave this to me. "

"Well, how long does it take to ask what I want?"

"It depends on your requirements. If you can do whatever it takes, you don't need to..."

"I only need the information of the behind-the-scenes messenger, and the rest is optional."

"Understood, Master, you can ask at the most for half an hour." The corners of Miles' mouth evoked an exaggerated arc, showing his extremely happy mood now. Since there is no limit, he can play with the souls of these three human beings.

"very good."

"Master, there's one more thing I want to ask, what is this place?" Miles, who was lying on the ground, looked at the closed room he was in with a dreadful expression. This place made him feel very depressed and uncomfortable.

"In a temple of the Church of the Morning Sun."

"God of Dawn..." Miles' body shuddered, and he finally understood where his discomfort came from. He actually stayed in the temple of a powerful god of goodness.

Could there be a worse situation for the devil than this? He feels that he can go back alive this time, and he can boast about it for a thousand years to those colleagues.

"Don't worry, with me, you will be fine. You ask them what I want, and you will be fine."

"Thank you master for your kindness!" Miles slammed his forehead on the ground heavily, "I will definitely not disappoint you."

... Half an hour later, Morea, who had already obtained the information she wanted, walked out of the room with a hidden breath and turned into a human figure, and then saw three familiar figures waiting at the door.

"His Royal Highness Moreya." He turned into a red dragon Otterline who was about two meters tall and had red hair and a strong man, and Fiona, a green dragon dressed as a lady with blue hair and blue eyes, saluted to Moreya. .

"Well, you came just in time." Morea nodded in response.

"Have you asked?" Kaslana couldn't help but forgot a glance at Miles behind Morea. This was a guy who made her feel palpitations, plus the evil aura that remained in the room , she guessed a lot in an instant.

"The three assassins are from an assassination organization called Grey Wings. They are just pawns to carry out the mission." Morea shook his head, "I don't know who the client of the mission is at all, but they have already put the Grey Wings organization. The stronghold in this city has been confessed, and I plan to go over and ask now. You two, come with me!"

"Yes!"

Watching Morea take two human-shaped peak soul dragons and an unknown evil existence to find trouble.

Kaslana shook her head and walked into the room prepared by the Church of Dawn for Moria's interrogation. She wanted to clean it up to avoid some unnecessary troubles.

...

"This is the stronghold of the Grey Wings organization, master!" Myers, the hell purgatory who turned into a handsome, well-proportioned middle-aged butler, led Morea to a place that looked a bit shabby, but the voice In front of the bustling pub.

"It's interesting." Morea looked at the tavern where people came and went, and squinted. The stronghold of an assassination organization was actually a tavern with a booming business.

"Go, go in and have a look!" Morea led straight into the tavern, the red dragon Otterion, the green dragon Fiona hurriedly followed, and the hell purgatory Miles looked deeply at the two five-colored dragons. Glancing at the back, he also followed.

Miles has long realized that the dignity of Moria's identity, as long as you hold his thigh tightly, in the future, with a little help from the master's power, it will be a very easy thing to become a hell lord, and even become... Duke of Hell.

"Look, whose child did not watch this, and came to the pub to have fun."

"This little brat, it's estimated that the hair has not grown all together!"

"Hey, boy, you touched a woman's..."

The moment Morea walked into the tavern, the air mixed with the smell of sweat, wine, and inferior perfume rushed in, allowing Moreya to close her breath and enter her inner breath.

At the same time, because of his young and immature appearance, some ridiculing and foul language came into his ears. He didn't need to say anything. Following Morea, the Outlets and Fiona walked in. Walked in and shot directly at those who were rude.

There is no need to use any spells, and no skills are required. At the peak of Soul Will, it is only one step away from breaking through to the legendary dragon. Even if it changes into human form, its physique will still crush humans. Fiona took the lead, Outlets followed closely, and the two dragons shot towards the tavern, those adventurers who spoke unspeakably foul language to Morea.