Roland didn't mind that Li Ang used him as a bait. On the contrary, he quite agreed with this whistle-blowing behavior, "Coming here to eliminate heretics is indeed what Dawn Knight Order should do. If they can kill Aigrem, I don't mind being regarded as a traitor by them."
"But I think... they might turn around and run away when they see Aigrem..."
Renard spread his hands and expressed distrust of his former group.
"Since I can make Fieltzwe people and Fallen One fight to the death, I can naturally make Dawn Knight Order and Aigrem fight to the death."
Li Ang curled his lips. "What I told them is that Roland is in Lion Lake City - after entering Lion Lake City, I'll see how they run... However, before Dawn Knight Order arrives, I have to hold Aigrem..."
"Sir, I think you'd better not get close to Aigrem... if people with evil intentions will indeed be attracted to it."
Risadiran said quietly.
Li Ang looked around. Everyone looked at Li Ang and nodded vigorously together.
"Okay, I admit... I have a lot of evil thoughts in my heart. I guess it's really not suitable to get close to that big eyeball..."
The Lord Lord sighed, he really had no confidence in his own character. "Then, who will do this job?"
This time, everyone turned their heads and looked at Sir Roland.
Obviously, everyone has little confidence in their own character, and they all feel that only Paladin like Roland will not be affected in any way.
"Actually, I also have evil thoughts..."
Roland felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. "I peeked at girls taking a bath when I was young, and I still miss it... However, I am really willing to try my best to hold Aigrem off."
"Ahem, this is not an evil thought... Then I'll give you a hard time, Sir Roland. Just lead Aigrem to the east of Lion Lake City. Don't fight with it. If necessary, let the King Vidis in the city use more force... If you encounter danger, fire the arrows. Risadiran and I will follow you."
The biggest evil thought in his life is just to peek at a girl taking a bath, so it seems that only Roland is suitable for this job, but Li Ang explained it with some worry, he was worried that Roland would not be able to help but play with the big eyes.
"Lord Li Ang, if you don't fight Aigrem, how can you lure it to the east?"
Elano, who had been silent, raised a question.
"Use this..."
Li Ang found two iron knots from the lower back.
That's a grenade.
Wheat Fragrance International is jointly produced with Noldo Enchanting Factory, made with local methods and handmade...
Although the airtightness has not been solved, the lethality is really hard to describe. It is estimated that it will not be effective when used to explode Fallen One... but the sound and light effects are excellent, ensuring full movement and sound. It is definitely a must-have product to seduce and scare those non-human beings who have never seen the world.
Afternoon.
The sun is shining high, the trees are green and the grass is green, the sky is as blue as a mirror, and the years are peaceful.
But Oswood is not good at all.
This short half-day may seem like half a century to a person who has been enduring torture.
Oswood At this moment, I really want to die quickly. No matter how I die, I just need to die quickly.
This was probably the least demanding wish he had ever made in his life.
Moreover, during this half day, he had made this wish to all the gods he knew.
But he could not realize this wish because he could not move at this time and could not even move his eyes.
The big eyes of the Devourer seem to be able to convey a kind of coercion, always suppressing him, making him feel like a conscious vegetative state.
I can't move my whole body, but I feel extremely clear, and I won't fall into coma due to the severe pain.
'The Devourer' Aigrem probably really likes Oswood – it has been carefully grooming Oswood throughout the afternoon.
On a small wooden altar, it was taken care of very carefully.
Oswood is being played around with like a broken rag doll.
Huge fear and pain always accompanied him, but he could not coma or move.
His body had been shaved bare without a single hair, and some of the tiny parts had been removed to the side.
The parts that were removed included the scalp, eyelids, ears, nose, tongue, the first knuckles of all fingers and toes, as well as certain important parts used to carry on the family line.
But Aigrem never turned him into Fallen One.
It looks very much like it wants to eat Oswood-otherwise it wouldn't be so clean.
After all, this kind of treatment usually only happens to pigs.
At this time, Aigrem was tearing off the superficial skin of Oswood - it was tearing it off very carefully, as if it was afraid of using too much force and killing the person, so it was peeling off the skin bit by bit.
Oswood could no longer make a sound at this time. He had been howling for four hours before this and had already lost his energy.
But Aigrem has been taking care of his body carefully and never stopped.
Oswood's eyes were already filled with gray. He probably wanted to close his eyes, but a person without eyelids couldn't do this. He could only watch helplessly as the skin on his body was torn off piece by piece and thrown to the ground.
It wasn't until the sky was getting late, the moon was high, and Aigrem peeled off the last bit of skin from Oswood's body that it finally stopped.
It seems to be very satisfied with its masterpiece - Oswood is still alive, and its whole body is clean, with the bright red dermis just exposed, but not much blood.
The freshest piece of pure flesh, the most evil soul, worshiped by the most powerful sacrificer.
The perfect sacrifice.
"... Come, my love, leave the abyss with this sinful soul, conquer this continent with me, and kill the gatekeeper who exiled us!"
Aigrem stared at the moon in the sky and murmured.
Then, it began to chant a mysterious spell.
The sound of incantation was loud, and something like a hard-cover book on the altar opened automatically with the incantation. Thick black mist like ink poured out from the opened pages, gradually covering Aigrem and the 'clean' Oswood.
This strange sound of incantation surrounded a large number of Fallen Ones next to the altar, and they were packed together, but not a single Fallen One entered the range of the black mist, as if they were both afraid of and longing for the black mist.
Endless and distant wails came from the black mist, as if coming from a distance, getting closer and closer.
"Boom! Boom... buzz... buzz! Boom boom boom..."
At this moment, continuous loud noises were heard, and the terrifying sounds were accompanied by strong firelight, turning the night into an extremely noisy one.
A large area of Fallen One, which was crowded near the altar, was blown away.
The hard-covered book with black mist placed on the altar was also blown far away by the strong shock wave caused by the explosion.
A huge wail resounded across the wilderness, the pages of the book were blown shut, and the black mist was blown away.
Aigrem emerged from the dissipating black mist. It seemed to be stunned for a moment and turned its head, its two terrifying gray eyes showing a sinister and dangerous look.
Then, it opened its big mouth. "Howl!"
Obviously, this was an angry roar.
It seemed that the sacrifices it had been busy from noon to midnight were interrupted by this series of bombings.
Thirty meters away, Elano rode a lightly armored Gatu Horse - only these Gatu Horse had received explosive training. Seeing Aigrem appear, she was also stunned.
She was holding a grenade with a fuse in her hand, and beside her was an elite team selected by Roland, dozens of people with better riding skills.
"Aigrem! It's actually here! Teacher, retreat quickly!"
Elano reacted quite quickly. He raised his hand and threw the grenade. Then he turned around and ran away, calling Roland as he ran.
"That's Heretic Codex!"
Roland suddenly exclaimed and then rushed towards the blown hard-cover book.
That is only about ten meters away from the side of Aigrem.
Aigrem also noticed Roland who was charging towards it. It stretched out its claws and pulled out the ax originally stuck beside the altar.
But at this time, a dark thing had flown in front of it.
The Devourer is indeed very skilled and has excellent reflexes. It split the grenades flying towards it with one swing of its axe. It moved extremely quickly, and the ax blade even had an afterimage.
That was the visual residue caused by the extremely fast speed of swinging the axe.
"Boom... buzz..."
The grenade exploded the moment it made contact with the axe.
Science can indeed be regarded as a kind of magic... If you use a knife or ax to chop a bomb, the consequences will naturally be serious.
Even though Aigrem was not a human being, he was still blown up and fell into the Fallen One group.
When the thick smoke dissipated, Aigrem stood up again. Most of its body was blackened by the blast, and only one and a half of its eyeballs were left. A piece of broken iron was embedded in its right eye, seeming to have cut off part of its exposed eyeball.
But this kind of eye injury that can cause ordinary people to lose most of their combat effectiveness seems to be nothing to Aigrem. It just roared again, then mounted its demon horse and chased eastward.
Because at this time, Aigrem could only see the backs of dozens of fast horses running away...
Sir Roland Master and apprentice have already run back a bit.
In fact, they didn't know Aigrem was here before.
It was night, and Aigrem was shrouded in black mist again. Roland and Elano didn't see it at all, but they saw a large group of Fallen One gathering together.
Elano felt that she should try throwing some grenades first to see if she could lure these Fallen One away - she was not sure whether the grenades would be effective.
The effect of the grenade was indeed good, she succeeded, and it was not just the group of Fallen Ones that they lured away, most of the surrounding Fallen Ones followed Aigrems and chased them - as long as they had legs, they were all running.
"Elano... take Heretic Codex to Lord Li Ang, and I'll lure them away!"
Roland looked back while riding his horse, threw the book to Elano, and then took out the grenade in his arms - the grenade he brought was not used yet, but Elano had almost used it.
Elano took the book, accelerated his horse, and headed south alone through a hill in front of him.
Roland led twenty or thirty people straight forward, taking Aigrem and countless Fallen One behind him to the east.
On the altar, Oswood was still lying there, with his big eyeballs without eyelids exposed, but his dull expression could still be seen.
His chest was still heaving, and he still hadn't turned into Fallen One or anything else - the sacrifice was interrupted, and he escaped.
But just because you're not dead doesn't mean you can live...
And I'm afraid it would be worse than death.
All Fallen One who can move have left here, leaving only Oswood alone - or a piece of meat.
He twitched.
This 'person' who had been skinned and had almost all the external parts that could be cut off gradually moved his fingers as Aigrem left.
Aigrem's suppression on him disappeared and he was able to move.
But I could only lie down and move around, I couldn't walk, I couldn't even get up.
He only had one arm left, all his fingers had lost the first knuckles with nail caps, his feet were gone, and his whole body had no epidermis. His lower body was also bald, and the altar was covered with blood, making him extremely weak.
He knew what had happened to him, and he could also see what he looked like now. The endless pain had been with him from beginning to end, and even penetrated deep into his soul.
However, he never fell into coma, and the body's self-protection response did not take effect.
Aigrem made him experience the deepest despair and pain, just like what he had inflicted on others.
Moreover, he also 'saw' other scenes in the black mist...
It was an endless abyss, a vague and gloomy place. He didn't know what was in it, but he could feel extreme fear and oppression - almost the same as when facing Aigrem.
While being tortured, Oswood wanted to die, and wanted to die as soon as possible.
But now, when Aigrem left, he didn't want to die anymore - people are always like this, the desire to die is only temporary. After that period, he will return to the full desire to live.
Only now, he discovered a deeper despair.
His legs and right arm had been blown to pieces - at least five grenades landed on the edge of the altar, basically all around him.
Oswood is not Aigrem. Only one hand and two feet were blown to pieces, but no vital parts of the chest and abdomen were injured. It was already extremely lucky.
But due to the pain of being chopped alive, Oswood didn't realize until now that his right arm and sole of his foot had been stuck to the altar and turned into mud.
He can move, but he can't move.
Without feet or fingers, he couldn't even turn over or crawl.
Suddenly, he saw a light in the distance, as if someone was coming with a torch.
"... Help..."
Oswood shouted this word with almost his last strength.
"I seem to hear something... it seems like someone is asking for help?"
This is the voice of Risadiran.
He took Noldo Guard to follow the master and apprentice Roland, and Li Ang also led the cavalry team to the east, ready to support at any time.
Now that Fallen One has been lured away, Risadiran, after avoiding the Fallen One cluster, is going to check if there is any Fallen One here, hit the injured ones who are not dead, and then follow up from behind to pick up Roland.
The Noldor Slayer, who had excellent ears, heard the movement keenly.
"... Help..."
The faint voice came again.
Soon, a group of Noldor surrounded the small altar.
"According to Sir Roland's description of the heretic, this seems to be the sacrifice of the heretic Seekers... Is he still alive? Incredible..."
Risadiran looked at the lump of meat on the altar.
"Give him a good time... it would be better to die."
One Noldo Ranger couldn't bear it.
None of the Noldor know that this is Oswood - no one can recognize a piece of meat. Besides, the Noldor don't know Oswood in the first place.
"Tell me your name... and we will bury you properly."
Risadiran accepted his subordinate's suggestion, and he also felt that giving this piece of meat a good time would be the kindest thing to do.
"My... Frey's...Oswood..."
The piece of meat made a weak voice intermittently. "... Save me... I don't want to die... I have... a lot of money..."
"Oswood?"
Risadiran was stunned for a moment, and then laughed ferociously, "Okay, don't let him die, stop his bleeding!"