Chapter 1373 Bashir Old Dog, Come Out and Die!

Irina led the elves out of the crypt. Their clothes were still ragged, but their spirits were completely new.

With the light hands and feet removed from the shackles, the fresh air they breathed again, and looking up at the vast sky, this feeling of freedom made many elves start to sob.

Irina held an old account book in her hand, her expression was a little grim.

"What's the matter?" Mag had already parked the big ship on the shore, glanced at the ledger in Irina's hand, and asked.

"A ledger that records the sales of the elves they caught in the past ten years." Irina handed the ledger to Mag.

Mag was casual, and the account book densely recorded the number of captured wandering elves, but in this account book, they were called piglets, and a large part of them died of resistance and abuse, and the elves who were successfully enslaved were trafficked Everywhere, there are demons, orcs, and even people from the Ross Empire are involved.

And Bashir's name appeared very frequently. From ten years ago to a month ago, there was a record of him buying elves, and the number was more than a hundred.

"What are you going to do?" Mag returned the ledger to Irina.

"I want to kill someone." Irina said calmly, but under that calmness, there were turbulent waves hidden.

"Then let's start with Bashir tonight." Mag nodded. He could understand Irina's mood, and he could also think about the pain of those wandering elves who were sold to various places. The first on the list is Bashir. Hill.

"Okay." Irina nodded, her eyes softened a little.

"I've already prepared the boat, and it might not be convenient to take them to Fear Devil Island, so I plan to let them go to Shell Island first, and we will meet them when we return." Mag continued.

Irina glanced at the big boat on the sea not far away, then looked back at the elves and said, "Everyone get on the boat, I'll take you away."

When the elves heard the words, they quickly put away their emotions and waded into the boat in an orderly manner.

Although there was no strong person among the elves, they still had three or four levels of strength. After clearing the badges and marks of the fel demon clan on the ship, the big ship quickly turned around and headed towards the southern direction of Shell Island.

The Griffin hovered over the big ship, sank two tracking ships and seven or eight flying mounts, and after confirming that the big ship had left the territory of the fel demons, it turned around and flew in the direction of the Fear Devil Island.

"In a while, you and Xiaomi will be watching from a distance,

I will kill Bashir as soon as possible, and take the trapped elves. "Irina held Mag's waist and whispered in his ear.

Mag's heart softened, and Irina obviously didn't want him and Amy to be in danger, she smiled and shook her head and said, "I'm afraid it won't work this time, you and Xiaomi stay a little far away, let me go to fear first." Let's survive the disaster on Alcatraz Island."

"Crossing Tribulation?" Irina looked at Mag suspiciously.

"My strength is about to recover to level nine, but because it is a new recovery, it is different from ordinary breakthroughs. It will cause a catastrophe, and I have to carry it to pass the catastrophe." Mag explained with a smile.

"Even if you break through level nine, you are still no match for Bashir." Irina shook her head.

"Anyway, just watch, with Ah Zi here, even if I can't beat him, I can still run away." Mag said with a relaxed face, the matter about Lei Jie is a bit difficult to explain.

Irina looked at Mag, thought for a while, and nodded.

As the most powerful race among the demons, the fear demons occupy the three richest and most spacious islands in the center of the Alcatraz Islands.

They have the strength to be proud of the Devil Islands. There is a top-level fear demon ancestor, more than five tenth-level demons, and a powerful fear army. This strength is already comparable to the goblins.

However, Mag is not flustered. According to the system, when he crosses the catastrophe, the stronger the external intervention, the stronger the thunder catastrophe. If the entire fearful demon clan is involved, he does not know what will happen, but the sufferer It must be the fear of demons.

On the island to the west of the Fear Islands, there is a hall made of black skulls. A tall demon sitting on the skull throne and enjoying an elf massage raised his hand. An attendant stepped forward and knelt down on one knee. .

The demon's face was twice as long as that of an ordinary person, and the upper half of his face was densely covered with eyes. The red eyes opened and closed at the same time, exuding a frightening aura.

"I heard that there will be a batch of new products coming out tomorrow from the fel demons. You can go and see for me. Buy all the good ones. A few of them died a few days ago, so I have to make up for them." Bashir said. Said in a hoarse voice, the sound was harsh and unpleasant like iron rubbing against each other.

"Yes." The servant replied respectfully.

"Let's go, I'm going to bed, today..." Bashir glanced at the elves whose eyes were a little dodgy, and stretched out his hand to pinch the chin of a petite elf, "I'll take care of you."

There was a bit of panic in the eyes of the elf, and he pursed his lips and dared not make a sound.

The other elves looked at her with some pity, feeling the same sadness in their hearts. None of the selected elves ended well. Those dead sisters, I don’t know how many there are, but more sisters are being bought continuously. , fell into this endless abyss.

The Fear Demon Race is the most powerful demon race, and the Forest of Wind acquiesced in their deal, let alone offend the Fear Demon Race for them.

Bashir stood up, wrapped one hand around the waist of the petite elf, and was about to leave.

"Old dog Bashir, come out and die!"

At this moment, an arrogant and loud voice sounded in the sky, spreading throughout the three fear islands.

"boom!"

Accompanied by the shaking of the ground, a thunder almost exploded in everyone's ears.

"ah!"

The elves screamed, their feet were unsteady and they even fell to the ground.

The demons in the temple also looked at each other in blank dismay, who dared to go to the Fear Alcatraz Island to provoke, and directly launched an attack.

Bashir's face turned cold, he let go of the hand holding the petite elf, and said with a sneer, "Oh, it's been many years since I met anyone who dared to come here to provoke you."

"boom!"

"boom!!"

As soon as Bashir's words fell, there were two more thunderclaps, and the vibration of the ground became more and more obvious. Some skulls hanging on the wall even fell off and rolled on the ground.

"Old dog Bashir, do you want to be a turtle? Or are you horrible demons all shrinking turtles?"

The voice became more and more arrogant, accompanied by thunder, like a loud slap on Bashir's face.

"Hmph!" Bashir snorted coldly, walked towards the entrance of the main hall, and disappeared at the entrance of the main hall in one step.

The purple griffin flew over the fearful Alcatraz Island like a purple lightning bolt. It spit out clusters of purple spherical lightning, which fell on the buildings on the island below. The spherical lightning exploded with a loud noise, destroying buildings one after another.