Chapter 702 22. The Temptation of Death--Add More for Midsummer's Presumptuous Brothers [4/10]

Chapter 702 22. The Temptation of Death--Add more for Midsummer's presumptuous brothers [410]

The "tyrant" Velhari, who was wounded all over his body and his legs were broken, was only wearing close-fitting underwear, with a black magic pattern bag covering his head, and was grabbed by two tall draenei death knights exuding a cold aura. Both arms were dragged out of the cage of the Dark Temple like a dead dog.

She subconsciously struggled desperately, but the heavy demonic chains on her hands imprisoned her weak fel energy. Now she is not much stronger than a low-level demon, but Haveri is not willing to be slaughtered like this, she is crazy Roaring, like a beast about to be sent to the slaughterhouse, it is a pity that what she struggled for was a bloody whip with barbed thorns, which was more vicious and vicious.

The green blood dragged a shocking green bloodstain behind her, but soon a ghost attendant came and wiped the ground clean... Both the high lord and the blood mistress like to be clean, no one would want to See these annoying bloodstains.

Pain...Pain is nothing to Vihari. When she fell into the hands of the berserk tribe, the treatment she suffered was much more vicious and terrible than this beating, but this time it was different from before.

If Vihari guessed correctly, she was going to die... Her bloody nose even smelled the smell of death.

This tall female demon was a high-level eredar lord 3 hours ago, but unfortunately she has become a prisoner now. After joining the Burning Legion, she once thought that she could control her own destiny, but that bitch sent her away again. Into this scene of being slaughtered by others.

"boom"

When Vihari was thinking wildly, she was thrown on the cold floor by the two draenei death knights. Before Vihari recovered from the severe pain of the wound, the black demon on her head The tattoo bag was taken off, and a slender figure appeared in front of her eyes, but before Vihari could see clearly, her neck was strangled by cold fingers, she was lifted from the ground roughly, and thrown on the ground again. A chair made of steel.

"click, click"

With two soft bangs, the rune locks that bound Haveri's arms were handcuffed behind the chair, and the high-level eredar demon was trapped on the chair in a posture that could not struggle.

And it was only then that she saw the figure in front of her clearly.

It should be a woman, she is wearing a white mask, there is no decoration on the mask, and under the mask, there are a pair of blood-red eyes, she also has a pair of pointed ears, long hair hanging behind her, she Wearing a uniform with the Dark Blade logo and riding boots, she was holding a black whip in her hand, which was covered with barbs.

Shadow looked at the high-level demon lord who was captured alive by Yrel on the battlefield with an indifferent gaze. Just from those eyes, Shadow could tell that this woman was very fierce, not because of her external power. Beneath the body of this eredar daemon hides a true warrior...a warrior who has suffered a lot.

And most importantly... Deathlord Yrel knows her!

"Your name is... Velhari, isn't it?"

Shadow raised Haveri's chin with the blood whip in her hand, and she looked down at the eredar demon. Her face was considered pretty, but it was a pity that she had been exposed to fel energy for a long time, making this face look like It is dry, even has an abnormal crack, and there are scars on the face, and it looks like it was left a long time ago.

As Shadow looked at Velhari, Tyrant looked at Shadow, too, staring at Shadow with her blood-blurred eyes, a disdainful smile flickering across her face.

"Pooh!"

Spitting bloody saliva onto Shadow's uniform, this malicious action did not anger Shadow. When she was trained in the Warden earlier, she was used to the various struggles of prisoners, but Velhari's this The movement reminded Shadow of the years when he studied interrogation with Ms. Maiev, and this unpleasant memory made Shadow's eyes turn indifferent.

Fingers in black gloves grabbed Haveri's chin, Shadow bent down, looked into the bloodshot eyes, and placed the bloody whip in her other hand on the side of Vihari's broken left leg. On the wound, after coming into contact with the blood, the blood whip bred by the forest spirit began to go crazy, Vihari's blood was absorbed by the plant, and what's worse, the barbs of the blood whip became sharper, piercing straight into Velhari's wound, and continued to penetrate deeper.

"Well!"

The evil energy was sealed, and the physical pain was completely transmitted to Vihari's thinking. The pain made Vihari's expression twitch, but it was still the same sentence. Velhari had already seen the real hell, and this trick of the shadow could not make her feel scared at all.

Of course, Shadow's original intention was not to make her feel scared.

"Yrel told me that she had seen you in the Temple of Capola more than once, Velhari, in the time when the orcs and the Draenei had not turned against each other, you were one of the high-level defenders who specially protected the Prophet Velen. One...you are not those eredar who joined the Burning Legion in the world of Argus, you are an out-and-out draenei!"

The shadow was in Haveli's ear, saying in pure Draenei:

"You are the group of loyalists who followed Velen across the endless stars to Draenor. You once hated the Burning Legion and regarded them as the most hated enemy, so I am very curious about why and what happened. Made you join the Burning Legion? Made you the person you hated the most? You hate Velen, don't you? You want to kill him..."

"boom"

Velhari's answer to this series of words was a vicious head hammer, which hit the shadow's ear fiercely, but it did not hurt Sallein.

"Hehe, are you getting angry from embarrassment?"

Shadow reached out and touched her ear. She lowered her head and walked around behind Vihari. Like a good sister or even a lover, she gently stretched out her hand and wrapped it around the scarred Vihari. Whispered in the ear:

"Is it because I told you the biggest secret in your heart? You...traitor!"

"I'm not!"

Gritting his teeth, Vihari struggled with a hoarse voice:

"I didn't! Velen is the traitor! It's because of him... that the draenei...will suffer so much! He, Velen, is the root of all evil!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you really don't know how to hide secrets..."

Shadow stuck out his bright red tongue, licked Vihari's ear, and lowered his voice:

"Unfortunately, I don't care... Do you think I'm here to find out your little secret? No, no, silly boy, I'm just here to torture you, that's all... Maybe you will say, you've already seen it hell..."

One of the shadow's fingers waved lightly, and the wound on Vihari's sitting leg was torn apart frantically at this moment. The power of Salain aroused the blood in her body as if it had given life, and was drawn out from the blood vessel. This feeling, which was a hundred times more painful than pressing the wound, made the weak Velhari's body twitch like an electric shock.

"Hey, don't talk, baby... save some energy."

Shadow's deep voice reached Velhari's ears: "Tonight is still long...I mean, this is just the beginning, fel energy, it's not for you, boy...you'll soon It will usher in another favor."

"Tonight, I will purify all the evil energy in your blood. Tonight, I will turn you into a pure Velhari again... But this process will be a little... painful !"

The moment the voice fell, Shadow's left fist was tightly clenched, and the wound on the poor girl's left leg seemed to be sucked by a water pump, and the blood with green evil energy gushed out crazily, like a fountain.

Vihari wanted to scream in pain, but the next moment, a cold finger was placed on her lips, blocking all sound. She was in extreme pain, her eyes could see, In front of her, Shadow's blood-red eyes shone with undisguised...maliciousness, and a touch of mockery, as if a little girl was playing with a favorite toy.

Ten seconds later, Shadow straightened her body. On her left hand, a ball of blood stained with fel energy was changing shape. On the chair in front of her, the eredar demon lord who had curled up in a circle due to pain and weakness , the tyrant Velhari looked at the Dark Blade agent in front of him with a look of hatred.

"You...crazy!"

"Crazy?"

Shadow shrugged his shoulders, and with a wave of his finger, the ball of fel blood was put into a bucket of extremely compressed holy water. The two energies of fel energy and holy light collided crazily, consumed, and the ball of blood became Pure up.

Shadow looked at Vihari. She reached out and grabbed Haveri's blood-soaked underwear. She said softly:

"I'm not crazy...I'm just giving you a chance, baby, and soon, you're about to realize your wish, the biggest wish."

"tear up"

With the sound of the clothes being torn, the last covering of Velhari's body disappeared, and he appeared in front of the shadow in a naked posture. The shadow took off the gloves, and the power of Salein entwined around her fingers, and soon became Becoming the claw of a vampire, she placed the claw on Velhari's towering chest, and she stared at the eredar demon in front of her, narrowing her eyes:

"Hold on, it's going to be a little... painful."

"puff"

blood splatter

"Am... am I going to die?"

The piercing of the heart made Vihari's eyes blank, like a hallucination before death. This fantasy did not last long. When the pain of drawing blood came again, Vihari's eyes went dark, He completely lost all senses.

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Dreamland is a weird fantasy produced by flesh and blood life. When you dream, you are equivalent to entering another dimension and another world. Some people say it is false, but some people firmly believe that there is something more hidden in the dreamland. deep secret.

"swish"

Vihari opened her eyes suddenly, and woke up from the chaotic and noisy dream. The instinct of high-level demons still existed in her body, which made her sit up from the bed subconsciously, but the next moment, a violent The headache hit Vihari, and she subconsciously covered her forehead.

However, at the same moment, Vihari discovered her abnormality. She tremblingly put her arm in front of her eyes. The ugly arm covered with demon scales in her memory returned to smoothness overnight, just like a baby The skin is as beautiful as jade.

Vihari's other hand caressed blankly upwards along his arm, to the smooth neck, and then to the towering chest, wandering on his almost perfect body, flat abdomen, slender thighs...etc. , she, is whole fruit?

This discovery made Velhari instinctively tighten the quilt and cover her body... It is strange to say that during the decades spent in the Burning Legion, she did not have the shame and indignation that such a woman should have. That is to say, not only the humanoid body is restored, but also the emotions that were lost after connecting to the evil energy are also restored? In other words, the soul corrupted by the evil energy...recovered?

"Snapped"

She opened her five fingers violently and summoned the fire of fel energy in the way she remembered, but this time, the fel energy rejected her, or another strange force had already filled her newborn body, but the fel energy, violent The fel energy is gone...

"What the hell did you guys do to me!"

A few minutes later, Vihari, who was wearing a simple nightgown, stood in front of a mirror, looking at the face in his memory that belonged to him in the past. There was no scar, no scales, no evil energy pollution, just a simple hoof girl The face, the big eyes, the white horns, and the flexible tail... It seems like a dream.

But Velhari is afraid of this change. She has been in the Burning Legion for too long, and she knows very well that any gift in this world has a price... But until now, she still does not know that she is responsible for this change. What price did she pay, or in other words, what price she was about to pay for it.

"boom"

The door of the room was pushed open, Vihari subconsciously touched behind her, trying to hold her warhammer tightly, but found nothing, and the shadow was standing at the door of her room, this tall dark blade agent looked at the glowing light in front of him. The newborn eredar woman, she threw a black uniform in her hand to her, and said calmly:

"Velhari, Level 1 Agent of Darkblade Intelligence, put it on! Then follow me."

"The great lord wants to see you! Also...call me sir!"