Chapter 625 The Final Stage (Part 2)

Just like instructing Wu Ritanasun to torture Meng Haoyu to kill the ten clans, it was a release of her resentment. Watching the scene of the head falling to the ground would make her blood boil and her soul be liberated.

So, she took great pleasure in killing the entire McDowell family, as well as many people who had never looked down on her.

Before, she could only shrink in Congreve's shadow, carefully restraining her behavior. Now, she can do whatever she wants.

She stood in front of the mirror wall, looking at the wet woman opposite, the more she liked it, the hotter her body became.

Beauty is a woman's nature, it has nothing to do with age.

People outside knew that she was taking a bath in the palace, so no one dared to come in. Perhaps, they had already dispersed to deal with the mess left by the insect infestation. As for those people like Stanbel... Tang Fang didn't dare to do anything to her, let alone some slaves? Hymn Will will never allow the Duchy of Kenar to continue to deepen reforms, which will touch the foundation of aristocratic rule.

She took off her wet clothes and stood in front of the mirror, because her body was getting hotter and hotter, as if something was scratching her heart, liver and lungs, and the wet clothes made her feel very uncomfortable. And... She likes to admire her body so much, Congreve never wastes too much time on her, there are always various government affairs, she must learn to be alone, and tell the woman in the mirror in a charming tone, "You are so beautiful".

This is not called swinging, this is called life---the life of a lady.

The faint light flows quietly in the hall, sprinkles on the slightly undulating water surface, and reflects the churning ripples on the ceiling.

If it is not cloudy, starlight will pour down from the transparent glass window at the top of the hall. Fall in the central pool and dance with the roses.

Amanda felt that her body was getting hotter, as if something was about to rush out of her body. She also felt hungry, so she was about to change into a dress. Go to a restaurant and get something to eat.

She hoped that the cook was still alive and could cook a sumptuous dinner for everyone to suppress the panic.

The idea was good, but when she pressed the elevator door, there was a scream from the depths of the courtyard, which was very ear-piercing. Like the cry of a night owl, it is unpleasant.

Then, she felt that the voice was a little familiar, like a junior in the clan, but it came quickly. It went too fast, making it difficult for her to judge.

Immediately afterwards, she heard a commotion, someone shouting something in the courtyard.

After about 3 breaths, there was another scream,

It sounds like Uritana Shun is the emperor of the Qing Dynasty.

There was a woman's cry, mixed with some screams sporadically.

These voices were familiar to her, having been with them a few minutes ago.

Could it be that the snake girl went and returned? Use such substandard means to deal with them?

She is no longer limited to dresses. Going to change into a casual outfit and go outside to see what's going on.

At this moment, another scream sounded, which was heard very clearly. It's not far from the gate of the palace. This is not the key point. The key point is that she is very familiar with this voice, which belongs to her second son, Jill Hassan.

She was no longer in the mood to change clothes, and at the same time as the elevator door opened. Barefoot, the body ran outside. The water stuck to the skin has not yet dried. Following her swaying body, it landed on the smooth ground, leaving behind a drop of water.

When the light of the searchlight floated up to the chest. She finally ran out of the palace, jumped down the stone steps, and saw the afterimage in the courtyard.

A place of corpses, a place of blood, a place of reptiles... a mess.

Jill Hassan fell on his back on the steps, his eyes wide open, staring straight at the starless night sky.

Blood flowed slowly along the cold marble steps, and there was a big bloody hole in his chest, and the stinky blood was overflowing from it, dyeing the white shirt red.

His body was shaking violently, not the convulsions before death, but a few arm-sized aphids tearing at his body, gnawing away flesh and blood, and even chewed and swallowed his bones.

This kind of thing didn't just happen to Jill Hassan. By the fountain where the old soldier used to sit, Uri Tana lay down on the blood-stained bluestone slab. Half of his blood-smeared face had been gnawed off, revealing a bloody mess. skull.

Farther away, most of the bodies of those who died first had already been eaten, and the aphids grew up in a circle in a very short period of time, burrowing in and out of the chest cavity of half of the corpses, squeezing out countless pieces of internal organs.

Amanda felt nauseous for a while, and couldn't help but hold on to the stone pillar under the porch and retched.

At the beginning, she didn't feel disgusted when she saw so many people's heads chopped off by knives and axes. Instead, she felt that her blood was boiling. Seeing such a scene now, she couldn't get excited no matter what.

Killing a dog will not cause her any psychological shadows, but if it is a human being, she will be unbearable.

Yes, in her eyes, Meng Haoyu, McDowell and others are dogs, or dogs with two hearts. Let alone kill a hundred, even if a thousand, ten thousand, she will not care, maybe Will use the mentality of hunting to enjoy the pleasure.

But when such a thing happened to the members of the Knall family, to her son, to these objects she considered as "human beings", she couldn't accept it psychologically, and felt that it was too cruel... That damned snake girl is simply Inhuman, very cruel, very evil... She, no, it is it, she must die a terrible death!

"Madam...Madam..."

A faint voice filled with fear and trembling came from the corridor.

She forcibly stopped her vomiting, and looked in the direction of the sound. A woman in her 30s was trying to get up from the cold ground, with one hand propped on the ground and the other stretched out to her. His face, protruding eyeballs, and blood-stained white skirt, looked like an evil spirit.

She remembered that it was the daughter of a nephew, named Stacey, who was married to the grandson of Prince Du Bois.

"Husband... ma'am... save..."

Stacy's voice stopped abruptly, and in the next second, blood splashed all over Amanda Chi's lower body, and the blood beads merged into red lines, flowing down the curve of the body.

She is no stranger to such scenes, and she likes bathing in the blood of young girls the latest chapter. Of course, she would never do this kind of thing under Congreve's nose. The Duke of Kenal, apart from the Aladale star system, also has the Josena star system, which is the ruling place of Sulbajo. In other words, it is the territory of the Knall family opposition.

Today, however, the blood from Stacey does not make her feel happy, not because the other party is not beautiful, but because her attention is drawn to what happened to Stacey.

Some of the blood came from Stacy's nose and mouth. But more came from her chest. Her white and tender skin was torn from the inside out by two sharp claws, and one after another, large blood-stained aphids drilled out of the blood hole, expanding it bigger and bigger.

Stacey fell sideways on the stone steps, her hands still outstretched, the blood stained white dress redder as the aphids burrowed out. Walking over the stone steps, blood lines were drawn down the edge.

Amanda finally knows where the aphids that feed on the human body come from, not the snake girl going back and forth, they come from inside the human body.

She vomited again, and strangely the hunger in her body remained undiminished. On the contrary, it became more intense, my stomach even made rumbling sounds, and my chest seemed to have a fire moving up and down.

At first she thought that standing in front of the mirror for too long, she was emotional because of the visual impact.

But now, she suddenly thought of a possibility, an extremely frightening possibility.

The honorable Duchess sat slumped under the eaves, turning her head mechanically, looking at the puddle of sticky substance not far away. His face was getting paler, and the fear in his eyes was getting thicker.

She finally knew what the goo was, and it was deadly stuff.

She finally knew why Snake Girl left. That's because she has already figured out how to send them to hell.

Jill Hassan's phrase "This is politics" is not a weapon that disintegrates the swarm's will to fight, but their death sentence.

The snake girl, the cigar-smoking man, and the overwhelming swarm of insects, their purpose of coming to Kandal Island is not complicated, and there is no political purpose. There is no interest claim. Their motives, or Captain Tang's motives. So simple that it makes people smack their tongues, it's for revenge. Kill those who died on the Organ Coast.

Blood Feud Never Overnight...

Under her instructions, Wu Ritanasun beheaded many people. Meng Haoyu, Mai Daoer and others died on the beach. Now the snake girl wants half of the Kenar family to be buried for them.

She executed those dissidents with a very cruel beheading torture. The snake girl was more ruthless than her. She actually used this method to let them witness their bodies being exploded by parasites, and then eat away the corpses bit by bit. There is no residue left.

The Duchess remembered a sentence, the wicked have their own way... although she didn't think she was a wicked person. But the fact is that they were executed by the snake girl in a more cruel way.

Somebody like Meng Haoyu and McDowell had their bodies collected, but they were faced with the end that there were no bones left.

She remembered the words she had just cursed at Snake Girl: "...she, no, it's it, she must die a terrible death!"

She has no chance to know whether the snake girl will have a bad death, anyway, she must have a bad death herself.

At this moment of quietly waiting for death, she began to regret. If she knew that someone would stand up for those weak, she would definitely be more kind and tolerant to those who are different, instead of using the death of others to vent the accumulated feelings in her heart for many years. Resentment, even children are not spared.

It's a pity that life is not a game, and there will never be a chance to save and come back.

In other words, even if there were, the holy gods would not waste such a gift on an executioner.

After about half a minute, Amanda finally ushered in her last moment.

The process of the parasite tearing her chest was slower than others, and it cruelly injected her with a shot of adrenaline, allowing her to watch the sharp claws cut her body open bit by bit, and the blood overflowing vertically and horizontally covered the body. Good body re-wear the latest chapters of Farmhouse Planting Good Field.

In the end, the Duchess died watching the blood pouring out of her chest... her body died a miserable death, and then every piece of flesh and every bone in her body was devoured by greedy parasites. The only thing left was the marble steps in the corridor. Dark brown stained blood on the surface.

When the last scream faded away and the Dengle Palace returned to silence, a flame lit up deep in the clouds, and something broke through the clouds and plunged into the dark and deep space.

Bai Hao was very upset and put on a dirty face, as if someone owed him 5 million.

Of course, he doesn't have 5 million, so it is impossible for others to owe him 5 million. Specifically, it was the veteran who offended him, because he and Roy came to Kandal Island, but did not enter the Dengle Palace, and they were like spectators throughout the process.

In the words of veterans, they are too young, and some extreme things are better left to old guys like him.

"How did you kill them all?"

He didn't have the guts to lose his temper with Aros. He had no choice but to complain to Izsha in a low voice.

Roy sat on the seat opposite Bai Hao, because the special operations transport ship shuttled quickly through the atmosphere, the fuselage slightly vibrated under the air resistance, the face of the half-sized man was a little pale, and the hand holding the safety frame was slightly sweating.

He is different from Tang Fang, Bai Hao, Aros, Zhou Ai and others. It can be regarded as a half-way monk, and has never received any training. Even though it has been several months since I left Rector, I still feel involuntarily afraid every time I take a human transport plane, especially when passing through the atmosphere.

Just like Yingluo sarcastically said of him, "I was bitten by a snake once, but I was afraid of well ropes for ten years."

Roy expressed dissatisfaction. She had never experienced the Wendenbaat tragedy or a plane crash, so naturally she couldn't imagine the fear of walking with death.

He misses the Protoss transport aircraft known for its smooth, safe and comfortable flight, even the unattractive king worm. It is also much stronger than such an iron lump.

Li Ziming said that this is a mental illness, a shadow of life, and the best way to overcome it is to try not to think too much by diverting attention.

"Yes, why did you kill them all?"

He forced himself to turn his attention to what happened in Denger Palace, remembering that Izsha used the Queen's spawning skills to kill Amanda, Uritanashun and others, he felt a chill for no reason, and felt that the woman on the left had killed her. Humans fit well with her alternate form -- snakes are cold-blooded.

"Not everyone is a badass and killing doesn't solve anything. You're doing it wrong."

Roy looked at her with a serious expression and said, "Even Bai Hao knows this kind of truth."

He raised his face on purpose, like a little adult, and there was a kind of brilliance in fairy tales on his immature face. There is a nice name called "justice".

Izsha didn't speak, but half-closed his eyes, as if falling asleep.

She just followed Tang Fang's instructions to "let go and do it".

She thought it was an exchange of equal value, and the veteran didn't have the slightest objection, so why did she need to explain it to the righteous young man in front of her.

Morrison's memory told her. There is no justice in this world.

Izsha's memory told her that humans are hypocritical. They will always have a variety of reasons to put on the right clothes for what they do.

so. She thinks Roy is talking nonsense, the silly boy is very cute, and talking nonsense is not pleasant.

Tang Fang described Bai Yue as a young man with severe secondary illness, and she felt that Roy's medicine could not stop the latest chapter.

Maybe it's because Bai Hao doesn't want to see his little friend get down, after all, Izsha doesn't know what a man's face is, of course... Maybe that kid is still a baby.

He cleared his throat and said aggrievedly, "You should keep two for me anyway."

What Bai Hao said was for Izsha to hear.

Roy suddenly realized that he was really stupid. It turned out that this guy with a curvy belly was entertaining him again. This guy didn't realize his conscience at all, but because he was unwilling to win the head.

"I'm ashamed of you," he said aloud.

Bai Hao curled his lips, showing disdain, and stretched out his right middle finger at an extremely slow speed, then picked his nostrils, and popped a large booger towards the half-sized man.

Roy will never understand his hatred for the nobles. Whenever he thinks of what happened to Meng Haoyu, McDowell and others, he can't help but think of Bai Fei who died in Rector. Roy always said that there are many good things in this world, but if he can't even avenge his brother, those good things, no matter how good they are, have nothing to do with him?

Eyes blinded by blood, everything they see will be stained with indelible red.

Roy's face was red to the neck, this guy always made fun of him mercilessly, and at this moment, it was more embarrassing for him than Izsha's indifference.

He shouted loudly: "Bai Hao, I want to fight you."

Bai Hao said: "I've heard what you said 10,000 times, but 8,000 times." After speaking, he pushed the safety frame away, stood up and said, "Come on, I'll let you have one hand."

Roy held the hand of the safety frame and lifted it up lightly, then he fell down again and cursed: "Bai Hao, you are so shameless..."

He simply suppressed the latter words, turned his face away, and didn't even look at the nasty guy opposite him.

He is very naive, very down-to-earth, and an out-and-out hot-blooded boy, but this does not mean that he is stupid.

A guy like Bai Hao who can knit a sweater with his small intestine stretched out, his brain is full of bad water. He knows that he has a phobia of human transport planes, but he provokes him at this time, not deliberately calculating what he is.

Aros put the "Paladin m5" back into his trouser pocket, turned his head slightly to glance at the two, and said in a deep voice: "Being soft-hearted will only leave hidden dangers for Tang Fang, and I will not bet his life on the so-called 'human nature' .Because it's too complicated, and I like simplicity."

He seldom said such a thing, and he could explain it, which proved that the veteran was not at peace.

Roy felt ashamed. He thought of justice, kindness, love and beauty... these empty and distant things, he never considered what he would bring to Brother Tang if he did that.

The truth seems to be right, but it is really annoying in many cases.

He remembered what Kylenia told him, "Never use your morality to kidnap others, that's a crime."

He bowed his head, ashamed. To Tang Fang, to the veteran, and to Izsha.

Bai Hao turned back in embarrassment, not daring to run on Roy at such a juncture.

Whenever I see a second-year middle school boy flaunting himself with a righteous partner, I have an urge to swell my face.

justice? Pooh! That thing doesn't even exist. In his view, the verdict is just.

He can't understand Roy's high-sounding appearance, in fact... contempt and jealousy, or envy, he can live so heartlessly, working hard for his dream is really cute, unlike him, who has long been lost in The crossroads of life. (to be continued)

ps: I came back late, I didn’t capture the picture of the reward list last week, and I’m sorry for the children’s shoes who donated last week.