In the pure white hidden space, a figure wearing black clothes and a mask stood among a pile of monster corpses, holding a half-dead red-eyed crow in his hand, looking at him calmly.
"Your name?"
"[Red Crow]."
The red-eyed crow replied feebly, his voice soft and completely without the arrogance he had when facing other hell creatures.
"[Red Crow]?" The masked man thought thoughtfully, "Hell creatures are born with names, and most of them are inseparable from their own abilities. Your ability shouldn't be to turn into a red crow, right?"
"Of course not."
[Red Crow]'s eyes narrowed and he quickly explained, "My ability is to summon a group of red crows. If you are interested... would you like me to demonstrate it to you?"
He had a sneer on his face, and he looked respectful on the surface, but in his heart he was filled with resentment.
The strength of this guy in front of me is unpredictable, but who knows that he has no martial ethics at all. He will attack directly when they meet. They almost wiped out their entire army without even having a chance to activate their abilities, leaving only him reluctantly.
He lost half his life and was eventually captured alive by the opponent.
The opponent's strength is quite terrifying.
But [Red Crow] is conceited. Once he finds an opportunity to activate his ability, this guy will definitely pay a heavy price!
Wu looked at it indifferently and said in a steady voice: "Demonstration ability... Do you think you are very humorous?"
"ah!"
As the words fell, [Red Crow] suddenly let out a shrill scream, and one of his wings was torn off by Wu forcefully, and was thrown into the pile of corpses like garbage.
The severe pain instantly made him realize that the person in front of him was not a good person, but a guy who could kill dozens of people without blinking an eye.
And the reason why the other party keeps me is probably not because of how special I am, but because of what information this guy wants to know through me...
[Red Crow] is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart and quickly understood his current situation.
"If you have something to say, if you have something to say, just ask if you have anything, and I will answer honestly!" He held back the pain and shouted repeatedly.
"This is best. What I did just now is to remind you that my time is precious. I hope you can answer my questions truthfully and don't play tricks to avoid wasting my time." Wu Leng said coldly.
[Red Crow] nodded quickly, and then hesitated: "Then if I finish answering..."
"I'll let you go."
"real?"
"Whether it's true or not, you have no other choice."
Wu looked at the quietly excited Crow and once again emphasized calmness and said, "I said, don't waste my time. I should be asking you questions now."
"You ask, you ask, I promise to tell you everything I know."
"Good - when was the last time Hell started a war?"
Wu Tiao asked a question that had nothing to do with the current situation.
[Red Crow] was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that the other party would ask such a question. He thought about it for a while, and then answered: "It should have been three thousand years ago."
"What was the final outcome of the battle?"
"I don't know the specific situation. After all, I wasn't born yet at that time. I only know that the result of the war is obvious, that is, Hell finally won the war, but it was also severely damaged, so
I have been recuperating since then.”
[Red Crow] answered like this, but he gradually came back to his senses. The guy in front of him was indeed not a native creature of hell, otherwise he wouldn't have asked such a well-known question.
It’s just that the other party seems to know a lot about hell. For example, he actually knows the connection between the names and abilities of hell creatures, and he doesn’t know what it is about...
After hearing this, Wu pondered for a moment and then continued to ask: "Has there been no war in hell since then?"
[Red Crow] thought about it seriously, shook his head and said: "No, at least there has never been a large-scale war. As for the small ones, I don't know. I heard that hell has never found a target worthy of launching a war since then.
and reasons.”
"Yeah……"
Without thinking for a moment, he asked: "Do you recognize [Perfect Hand]?"
"Ah? Oh, yes, of course we know each other." [Red Crow] looked stunned, obviously confused by this sudden change of question.
"Then what is his position in hell?"
Does this guy even know about his position...
[Red Crow] was surprised in his heart, but said calmly on his face: "As far as I know, he should only be the district attorney of this area."
Inspector...
Wu thought for a while and then asked: "Then think about it, did he take office only after the war started three thousand years ago, and was he responsible for this area and it has never changed?"
"I'm not sure about this. After all, I wasn't born three thousand years ago, so I haven't experienced some things."
[Red Crow] recalled, "But in my impression, this guy [Perfect Hand] has indeed been working around here and has never been to other places."
"Yeah……"
After hearing this, Wujiu didn't continue to ask, as if he was lost in thought.
Seeing this, [Red Crow] rolled his eyes and asked tentatively: "Well... do you have any other questions to ask? I will tell you everything, and I can even tell you the history of hell - ah!!
!”
Before he finished speaking, his screams suddenly rang out in the space again. The other wing was torn off at some point, and black blood sprayed everywhere like scattered black pearls.
"You!" He grinned in pain.
Wu looked calmly and said: "I told you, it's best not to play any tricks with me. There are great dangers hidden in the history of hell. Do you think it's true that I don't know about this kind of thing?"
Damn it, this guy actually knows this!
[Red Crow] felt a little thump in his heart. The history of hell does hide unknown dangers, but this is an extremely secret matter. Only a few people in the whole hell know about it. How could this guy know?
Although he was extremely horrified in his heart, he did not show it at all on his face. Instead, he pretended to be confused and asked: "Is there danger hidden in history? What danger?"
Wu threw the wingless crow to the ground and said extremely calmly: "I see, you don't know about this? Well, let me tell you about it..."
Hearing this, [Red Crow] suddenly became horrified. He used all his strength and quickly stopped him loudly: "No, don't!"
He tried to cover his ears, but found that his two wings had disappeared, and he could only let the sound pass into his ears.
Wu Leng looked at the frightened [Red Crow] on the ground and was silent for a long time, seemingly not intending to make a fuss.
Finally, he asked the last question of this culture.
"What would Hell do if an unknown place rich in life appeared?"
An unknown land rich in life...
[Red Crow] was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "No wonder I always feel that something is wrong with this space. Is there anything hidden outside it? Are you from that unknown place?"
Without saying a word, she looked at him silently, then slowly moved her gaze downwards, and said calmly: "It seems that after you lose your wings, your two claws seem to be a little redundant."
[Red Crow]'s legs suddenly tightened, and then he realized that he was not qualified to ask questions at this moment, so he quickly replied: "Well... I don't know what Hell will plan, but according to past experience, the greatest possibility
We will conduct pre-war mobilization."
He looked at the masked man in front of him with an uneasy expression, fearing that the man would tear off one of his claws.
Fortunately, Wu did not do that, but said calmly: "Okay, I've finished asking my questions, you can leave - but you'd better make sure you're not lying."
"No lie!"
[Red Crow] was stunned for a moment, then said in an unbelievable tone, "Can I really leave?"
"If you are reluctant, of course you can choose to stay with them." Wu looked at the corpse on the ground, "I think they will welcome you very much."
"No, no, no, I like to be alone!"
[Red Crow] smiled, turned around and left quickly, feeling extremely uneasy.
He was actually prepared to be killed after answering the question. Who knows if this guy would be able to sneak up on someone from behind?
However, it turned out that he seemed to be worrying too much.
Wan did not take action, which made [Red Crow] feel at ease.
Although he had no wings, it did not hinder his escape at all. He immediately accelerated and ran out of the passage, his body swaying as funny as a newborn chicken.
However, while running, he didn't notice at all that this part of his memory about the passage was gradually disappearing, as if wiped by an invisible hand, erasing all impressions of today's event.
To be continued...