What should I do! !
Salter thought warily.
So the brain runs wildly wondering whether it can make the devil wish to return to hell and escape this robbery!
But then Salter deeply understood that the fairy tale was a lie!
"wish! Now that you have summoned the old, you have to realize your old wish! ！”
"At least one hundred! ！”
Olga and extremely serious tone way
Thinking like a wish Salter suddenly heard such bad news and his body froze like a lightning strike.
Seeing that his feet were soft, he was about to fall down. Olga held out two fingers and nails to clamp Salter’s collar and picked him up and repeated the words just now.
He asked word for word.
"Do you understand the old saying that I want you to realize my 100 wishes?"
I feel that my heart is extremely wronged. Salter faced Olga’s eyes and forcibly took back the tears in his eyes. He said with strong flattery, "It’s an honor for a villain to understand!"
"Good, now you are my dog leg number one."
Throw him away at random. Olga said calmly, "You choose the five people who have the most."
Olga’s words made him sad. Salter was slightly one leng.
However, I soon understood each other’s ideas, swallowed my saliva, and looked at many cultists nearby. After a change of face, Duke and others selected three confidants from the believers, and then pointed to Jemworth not far away.
"My Lord, this man is a king, and the king holds a very high potential. He should have a quota and I hope to give him the remaining quota to choose."
"Oh?"
After listening to Salter’s words, Olga discovered that this man is really not a waste, and he has some brains very unexpectedly.
He also Salter will choose five confidants. I didn’t expect that at this moment, he even knew how to think about how to get greater benefits, but he was still a talent.
Looking at Salter’s nervous eyes, Olga understood what the other party was thinking, but he still had no intention because he said to give the other party five places.
He doesn’t care what these five places are done by the other side.
Perhaps the influence of lifelong memory is different from lying promises. When farting, his demon Olga will choose to keep what he says most of the time.
In absolute compliance with the promise?
Are you insulting the devil’s name?
Is there such a demon?
So he tried to sneak away with one hand, and Jim Woz was pulled over by the milli-resistance.
Olga pointed to Salter, who had been elected by him, and the heretics held his neck and said, "You can choose another one besides these."
?
I was very panicked when I heard this inexplicably, and Jim Woz was also full of question marks.
It wasn’t until Salter gave him a few glances in succession that he was vaguely aware of the meaning of white Olga.
Choose another one. Does that mean that others are gone?
Thought of here, I could barely keep myself as a king, and Jim’s face turned white at once.
He consciously wanted to say something, but when he looked at Olga’s scarlet eyes, those golden yellow vertical pupils were looking at toys in a way, and when he looked at himself, he swallowed his wisdom and trembled, pointing his hand to Baron Duke, who was about to rush to save him.
"Good. The quota is full, so it’s time to clean up the garbage."
Conveniently will duke also across the suction will he together with Jim lost after ORR Fu and said with a smile.
As soon as the voice fell and fluctuated, his center covered hundreds of meters in Fiona Fang
Then Salter and the five of them saw the nightmare of their lives.
No matter whether they are cultists or knights, even if they have flesh and blood, the corpses of death row prisoners, war horses and insects are visible to the naked eye, and their vitality and soul are quickly dried up and directly extracted by Olga Gage.
All deprived of suffering, Olga’s passive talent [suffering torture] made them send out the most miserable and last cry of their lives.
When the move is over, a palm-sized blood cell has been floating in front of Olga.
After swallowing in one bite.
Olga spent a few seconds to digest and looked at Salter and others who had completely fallen into fear and whispered.
"Take me to your capital, I want to see the world."
But when he said the last sentence, his language had changed. The world was familiar with [Atian] and his figure was rapidly shrinking. An evil young man with rich black robes and red hair …
And Salter and others can be driven out of this place for Olga to be buried in a mass grave.
When they went away, a scarlet flame spread at the core of the magic circle, which eventually turned the whole old prison into a sea of fire and burned everything …
Chapter 14 Complex Human Nature
Two months later, the capital of Marton Principality.
A luxurious manor
Olga, a humanoid in a gazebo in the garden, is wearing a quiet chair with luxurious ornaments that conform to this world culture.
On the table in front of him, there are fruits delivered from the fast horse in China, and the sunny sun shines on his handsome face through the top plant branches and leaves.
Although his expression is nothing more than sitting quietly, there is a natural evil feeling in his temperament, which makes people feel that there is an illusion that a sword is against his throat, which makes the temperature of the whole pavilion seem to be a few degrees lower, and even the sunshine can make people feel warm.
Olga calmly looked at a misty thing in his hand.
Semi-transparent gray-black is like fine dust that keeps flowing and rotating, but it has no more substantial shape, but it has no texture like gas.
At this time, instead of wearing a black robe with a hat and cult logo accessories, Salter, a nobleman, walked into the courtyard and respectfully said not far from Olga, "My Lord, everything you need has been collected."
"Well, go."
Nodded his head, Ortega didn’t look at him at all, and said without salt or light.
Salter naturally didn’t dare to have a problem with this, or he just didn’t want to face Olga. Just in front of each other, Salter felt that he was on the verge of death and jumped repeatedly.
Although the creatures in front of us are now covered with human appearance, they are pure monsters.
In the dead of night, whenever I think about what happened on the night of the summoning ceremony and the incredible eyes of those believers who died before me, Salter will tremble involuntarily.
Although they have always been regarded as urgent, they can be consumed at any time. However, after witnessing their tragic death, they often get along with each other day and night, and Salter still inevitably feels compassion and apologizes to them.
That’s a very strange feeling, which always makes me feel that I’m evil, not a good thing. Salter has some ways to bear it. Perhaps this is the complicated human nature, and it’s not that I didn’t take the initiative to sacrifice my family before, but I didn’t apologize for calling each other useless.
This time, I may have some empathy. After all, many people have experienced despair before they can learn to empathize.
If the knife didn’t stab yourself, it would never hurt.