Chapter 1771: Evisceration
For a moment, Carter, Archbishop Moonshadow’s confidant, who had worked conscientiously as a bridge between Lamorlock and the Archbishop in the past six months, almost fell to his knees, even though the man who almost always kept a smile on his face His expression is actually crazier than the most paranoid believer. The man who can practice violence without changing his expression or even smiling has done nothing, but the feeling of falling into an ice cellar, as if even his soul is frozen, still makes people feel... Carter felt dizzy.
That is the instinct of higher intelligent creatures such as humans. It is a warning and warning before disaster is about to come. It is an intuition that is infinitely close to the field of mysticism.
The man in front of him would kill himself just because he wanted to make a silent protest against Archbishop Yueying.
Even though the suffocating sense of oppression just now has quietly dissipated, Carter, who was shocked into a cold sweat, still had difficulty controlling his body, so that he finally fell to his knees while trembling violently, and even He didn't dare to look up and face the slightly surprised smiling face.
For a minute, until Carter knelt on the ground for a full minute, Lamorlock broke the silence with a chuckle: "What is this for? I don't blame you, why do you need to give such a big gift?"
< br>"La...General Staff Lamolock...I..."
Carter swallowed hard, looked up at Lamolock, who was smiling as always, with a pale face, and said softly: "I think so, too. ...The Archbishop's statement is a bit hasty...so...so please calm down..."
"Calm down?"
Lamorlock laughed dumbly and waved his hands: "Return to anger. After all, the person who coordinates everything is still the Archbishop. Even if I criticize that decision, I have no position to be angry. You must know that the reason why I have the opportunity to return to the front line is because he is willing to support me and give me My opportunity.”
Seeing Lamorlock express these thoughts, Carter, who had been feeling uneasy in his heart, finally let out a sigh of relief, and his tense heart finally fell back.
Obviously, no matter what Lamorlock’s real thoughts are, at least for now, he has no intention of disobeying the Archbishop. And if everything develops smoothly, after establishing outstanding achievements, the Whispering Sect will usher in unprecedented prosperity. The future Archbishop Moon Shadow will definitely receive the Lord's grace, and may even become the first Whispering cultist in history to break through to the legendary realm.
At that time...
"But what you just said made me a little impressed, Carter."
Lamorlock interrupted lightly. In his thoughts, Carter said with a half-smile: "I didn't expect that apart from me, an 'outsider', even a confidant like you would criticize Archbishop Yueying's behavior. This is really..."
Lamorlock did not continue speaking, but opened the car window casually, squinted his eyes and took a deep breath of the slightly turbid air outside, and let out a long sigh: "Oh."
Carter said in a daze. Looking at the other party's elusive face, with no emotion at all, I didn't even know if I should stand up for a while, so I had to tentatively call out: "My lord?"
" Kill him."
Lamorlock ignored Carter and just gave a calm instruction to the shadow on the car window.
The next moment, accompanied by an imperceptible sound of wind, the car suddenly became dark for a moment, followed by a short muffled sound. When Lamorlock turned to look at Carter again, The latter has turned into an unattractive-looking corpse, as if it was forcibly 'crushed' in the air by something. Although it still maintains the outline of a human, it can only vaguely be seen to be able to turn off the corpse. Cordoba was so frightened that he dared not sleep. His face was bloody and grim.
Lamorlock, who had never turned on any sensory protection system since the day he entered the Innocent Realm, just calmly leaned back in his chair and looked at Carter's body with interest.
Well, maybe he wasn’t that interested, because Lamorlock only looked at it for about two seconds before he stood up without interest and walked out of the car that smelled of blood.
Outside are the troops marching silently, as well as the [Whispering Beast] that provides power for the carriage. They are high-level monsters born from a large number of sacrifices. They do not have a fixed form and can be transformed into three types. Switching between the pre-stored shapes, not only does it have the same magical ability as an intermediate whispering priest, but it also has the strength, physical resistance and mystical resistance of a high-level peak level, which can be said to be quite precious.
However, these things that everyone holds as treasures only get a "gaudy and flashy" evaluation from Lamorlock.
So when Yueying showed his rare generosity and offered to give Ramolok an organized [Whispering Beast], the latter only wanted two to pull the cart.
"Sir."
Soon, a man who appeared to be the 'Guardian Knights of the Dreamland Theocracy' but was actually a senior privy officer of the Whispering Sect [Nightmare Execution Team] appeared on horseback. Next to him, he respectfully asked Lamorlock: "Do you have any instructions?"
Lamorlock nodded and said in a brisk tone: "Priest Carter was disrespectful to the archbishop. It has been taken care of. Please find someone to tidy up the inside. I will go to the car behind for a while."
"Yes, sir."
The bearded Privy Council member immediately ordered. He nodded, sent Lamorlock to the car at the back, only greeted two of his men, and then took the lead into the car to deal with Carter. There was no sloppiness in the whole process, and his attitude could be described as quite submissive.
The reason is very simple, because this Privy Councilor, who holds a high position in the [Nightmare Execution Team], in addition to his identities as 'evil god believer' and 'whispering priest', he also has a more pure mainstream profession, that is - soldier.
What is a soldier?
Soldiers are violent units with their heads tied to their belts. They are either fighting with the enemy or preparing to fight with the enemy. They are the simplest, coldest, most passionate and crazy profession, no matter what they are doing. Fighting for country, faith, relatives, or military pay are all those who are closest to conflict and death, and furthest from intrigue.
To put it simply, these people are decisively different from civil servants like Carter. Although in principle, these people still regard Archbishop Yueying as the supreme leader, but even if they will unconditionally obey him for almost their entire lives, I am afraid Even though he has only met his Majesty a few times, he will not hide his good impression of General Staff Lamorlock.
There is only one reason, and that is that as the 'commander', Lamorlock is the one who deals with the army. The most important thing is that he is the kind of commander who will lead everyone to victory.
It is true that those who survived the conflict at that time knew that Lamorlock was very extreme in his command style. Not only did he not take the lives of his enemies, let alone his own lives, but even so, these soldiers also He has a very positive attitude toward this "general staff officer" who is supposed to be a high-ranking and untouchable person, but is skilled in war.
Because soldiers always value ‘win’, not ‘life’.
Especially in this kind of cult organization, if you can't even care about life and death, what qualifications do you have to serve the evil god, and what courage do you have to become a world public enemy like a 'cultist'?
To sum up, after the blood-red victory that shocked the entire southwest, Lamorlock's reputation among the 'soldiers' of the Whispering Sect has reached almost its peak, and after this declaration of war, when When he was reappointed as the 'General Staff', the happiest people were none other than those soldiers who were always ready to sacrifice their lives for their faith.
Especially these relatively normal people who were directly sent to Lamorlock's command were even more happy, as happy as the New Year. After all, for elites like the [Nightmare Execution Team], they usually There is almost no chance to participate in the border friction, which is not intense. They can only spend time in a safe center. This may be a good thing for many people who like to fish, but in the eyes of these people who dream of being loyal to the evil god. But it's not so wonderful.
By the way, compared to the [Nightmare Execution Team], who had just killed Carter, who had been with Ramoroch for nearly half a year, the [Shadow of the Decayer], who was also an elite, was not normal. After all, let alone them. He is a soldier, and even whether he is a 'human' has to be questioned. In fact, even in the eyes of his colleagues, the members of [Shadow of the Decayer] are full of mysteries.
But it doesn’t matter, at least it doesn’t matter to Lamorlock who just walked into the car behind, smiling proudly.
"To be honest... you laugh so disgustingly..." There is a stone basin standing in the center of the carriage without seats, windows and chandeliers. The moment Lamorlock walked in, there was a companion sound coming from it. Hissing hoarse voice.
“I think it must be a vicious prejudice derived from subjective malice.”
Lamorlock folded his arms and leaned against the car door, and said with a chuckle: "You have to admit, Tom, from an objective point of view, no matter how miserable the soul under this skin is, I am actually quite attractive in appearance. ”
Puff--
A bright green light suddenly appeared, grazing Lamorlock’s cheek and flashed past. Although it did not cause any harm, it still made the latter very nervous. I clearly felt the concept of 'death'.
"I'm warning you, Lamorlock..."
The hoarse voice sounded from the stone basin again, with cold anger: "If you dare to call me 'Tom' again, I promise to make you suffer torture more terrifying than death.”
Lamorlock blinked twice, and then he picked his ears slowly: "Sorry, I was distracted just now. Were you talking about something? Tom."
"Oh, nothing."
Tom Lestrange in the stone basin first said this calmly, and then suddenly let out a harsh roar: "'kru:iu——"
< br>"Ugh!"
As a red light swirled with scarlet sparks roared out, Lamorlock, who was hit in the center from the front, let out a muffled groan, and his originally rosy face suddenly changed. He became pale, and although he still looked smiling, the beads of sweat that kept leaking from his forehead revealed the fact that he was not relaxed.
"Huh..."
Tom in the stone basin laughed heartily and asked leisurely: "How is it? This painful taste."
"Seriously, This is the first time I have experienced such unforgettable pain."
Lamorlock staggered forward, shaking uncontrollably while grinning: "I can feel it now. Every nerve he felt was as hot as if it were on fire, and they seemed to be planning how to break himself."
Tom's voice paused for about two seconds before continuing to ask: "Oh, is there anything else?"
"Of course~"
Lamorlock gasped, holding on to the outer edge of the stone basin, and smiled at the little snake soaked in the green liquid inside: "I feel like Every bone in my body is melting, slowly but surely, and my head... Phew, to be honest, I feel His head might explode at any time. "
"..."
Tom, who was leaning over his 'pet', was silent for a while again, until half a minute later, his eyes flashed. The unnatural red light suddenly dimmed, and Lamorlock stopped trembling at the same time.
“Huh?”
With the pain that was so painful that he might be disconnected at any time, Lamorlock frowned in confusion and asked Tom, who was swimming in the stone basin in front of him, "What's going on? It's time." ?"
The latter suddenly raised his voice and screamed in an angry and hoarse voice: "I advise you not to continue to provoke me, Lamorlock!"
"Haha, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you angry with what I said just now."
Lamorlock pushed up his monocle, and then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He said in a brisk tone: "I just think that although this level of torture is superficial, it can still make people feel happy if it is taken to the extreme, so I just want to explore it a little more."
Tom did not speak. , just staring coldly at the terrifying man in front of him with his vertical pupils, trying hard to appear calm and cold.
"To be honest, most of the tortures that exist simply for torture are not advanced, but the effective forms are very interesting."
Lamorlock murmured while caressing his chest: "I can feel that my bones are not really melting, and my nerves are working normally. In fact, except for the great pain, everything is normal in my body. Don't you think this is weird? Is it interesting?”
“Yes, it’s interesting.”
Tom, who didn’t find this kind of thing interesting at all, nodded, without any emotion in his voice.
“Right, right! I knew you could understand it too!”
Lamorlock's eyes lit up, and he leaned forward excitedly, holding the stone basin in front of him and shouting to Tom: "This is the first time I find your black magic so interesting!"
"Well... "
"Seriously, Tom, I have a favor."
"You want to experience it again?"
"No, I want to know myself. Can you use the power of whispering to recreate the power you had just now? You can let me try it a little bit..."
"Lamolock!!!"
Chapter 1,762: The End
(End of this chapter)