Louise showed no mercy at all when she took action. She could be ten times crueler to the guy who dared to take action against Meng Han. Perhaps, that lich should be lucky that what he encountered now was someone who had not gone through the secrets of the elves.
Louise, otherwise, he would be ten times more miserable than he is now.
The elders of the elves may have felt that Louisa and Louise needed to be consolidated in the realm of magic saints for a period of time, so they postponed the use of secret methods to cultivate them. However, despite this, it is still more than enough to concoct a dormant lich.
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It seemed that Louise also understood the essence of torture. She didn't ask any questions when she came up, and she taught him a lesson first. She put her power first, and maybe it would be easier to ask questions. By the time the torture was over, the lich was already dying.
Originally, it was only through some energy input from Louise that the Lich could barely stay awake, but the price of being awake was endless pain. Under this situation, even wanting to pass out became a luxury.
The most terrifying thing is that he faces the same necromancers who torture souls. They are all experts among experts.
When torturing others, it may be a kind of enjoyment for the lich, but when it is endured by oneself, it is completely another matter. And Louise's skilled sexual control completely prevented the lich from asking for anything.
Possibility of death. To use a simple word to describe the Lich's current state, it is that he cannot live or die.
"What do you want to know, my dear sir! Please, ask!" The Lich almost begged for mercy in a crying tone. The phalanges of his soul were placed in Louise's hands, and his life and death were left to others.
He couldn't help but resist any more. Seeing the intimate look of Meng Han holding Louise in pain, even a fool knew that it was Meng Han who wanted to ask him something, so he hurriedly spoke.
"Who sent you here?" Meng Han kissed Louise gently on the face, sniffed the natural and fresh breath of her natural elf, and then said slowly. In cooperation with Meng Han, Louise also
When Meng Han asked questions, he stopped what he was doing and gave the Lich a little breathing time.
"I heard that the Golden City uses necromancers to perform plastic surgery on women. I was angry that the necromancers were instigated like this, so I took it upon myself to do so." The Lich explained hurriedly, for fear that the answer would be too slow and Meng Han would have to worry about it again.
There is a reason for the attack.
"One finger." Meng Han's voice was cold and calm, as if he was speaking about buying meat at a butcher's stall.
Louise faithfully carried out Meng Han's instructions and used means to cut off the control of the finger in the lich's soul. This soul-cutting technique was something she only learned after entering the realm of the Dharma Saint. Not only can it give the soul
It brings dozens of times more pain than physical incision, and can also cause permanent damage to the soul.
An extremely shrill roar almost sounded from the bottom of Meng Han's heart. It must be a method of torturing the soul. This kind of soul cutting will cause permanent damage, not only double the pain, but also make the soul unable to recover. Especially as a necromancer
For a person who attaches great importance to the soul, this is simply the most severe torture. Meng Han obtained this information from Louise and immediately used it on this lich.
"Who sent you here?" After Louise performed Soul Cutting, Meng Han waited until the howl of the Lich Soul stopped, and then asked again. When he asked, he was still absent-minded, holding Louise and enjoying it.
Wen Nun didn't even glance at the lich's shadow.
"No one sent me, I came here on my own!" The Lich replied without any hesitation, and the fear in his tone remained unchanged.
"A finger!" Meng Han's words directly showed that he was not satisfied with the lich's answer.
Louise once again carried out Meng Han's instructions without hesitation. When the miserable scream of the lich sounded again, Louise waved her hand to block out the howl of the soul, and asked Meng Han in a low voice: "
Tony, I don’t think he would lie in this situation, right?”
Meng Han was very satisfied with Louise's attitude of first carrying out his orders and then questioning them. He put his arm around Louise's slim waist and said with a smile: "The old lich has been playing with his soul all his life. He can definitely hide it from your eyes.
If you don't believe me, just wait and see. He will die in the end anyway. It doesn't matter how or when he dies. If you can't ask me what I want to know, then I will think that he really came by himself and there is no loss to me."
This last sentence suits Louise very much. Anyway, Louise is also a necromancer. Facing a guy who dares to attack the only man in her life, crushing him to ashes is already a very merciful method.
. There was no psychological burden in torturing him, and he cooperated with Meng Han to continue the torture of the lich.
"A finger!" Several consecutive calls were all Meng Han's replies after getting exactly the same answer as before. The screams made by the lich had turned into a hoarse scream, without any human voice.
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Ten answers only resulted in the cutting off of ten fingers. Later, Meng Han no longer wanted to hear the lich's screams to affect his and Louise's tender mood, so Louise completely blocked his voice.
"Little arm!" When the divided soul body part reached the arm, the Lich no longer had the power to make a sound. If Louise hadn't kept charging energy to keep him in a state, he would have fallen into sleep long ago.
When asked now, even Meng Han felt that this lich should have come here on his own. Just when he was about to give up, Louise let out the lich's voice: "My son asked me to come, it was me.
My son asked me to come. I have already said, let me die! Let me die!" A series of pains have completely defeated the lich's psychological defense. Now he just wants to die quickly after telling the truth.
There is nothing else to hope for.
"Who is your son?" Meng Han's voice did not change at all because of the Lich's change of words, as if he had already expected all this: "Tell me, after I finish speaking, I will give you a good time. Otherwise,
I will leave only one head in your soul, and then place it on an altar of darkness and holy light, and taste the taste of growing and being purified for eternity."
The scene described by Meng Han is simply more frightening than the soul cutting just now. The lich has no persistence at this moment and just wants to die happily. For this purpose, he can do anything: "My son is a magician
Brian, the vice-president of the guild, has been relying on me to support his practice over the years by burning, killing and looting in various places. He really wants the wealth of the Golden City. He sent people to attack before without success. This time he wants to use you.
The opportunity to collude with the Necromancer hit you, but you took the lead again. So, let me massacre the city, so that you will only end up leading the wolf into the house and setting yourself on fire. The Magician Guild and several other forces can take the opportunity to annex the Golden City.
"
The ins and outs are very clear, the logic is very strong, and it sounds very reasonable. However, Meng Han did not intend to let the old lich get away with it, but continued to ask: "What evidence is there for your relationship with Brian?"
"What kind of evidence do we need between father and son? If you want to bring him down with this, it's impossible." The old lich knew what Meng Han wanted to do, but he was not afraid. Anyway, in order to die, he could give up everything.
But there are some things that he can't help, and he really can't do anything about it: "He didn't make the strategy of the Magicians Guild. You can't find it on his head. Brian's father is nominally dead a long time ago. My relationship with him
, except the two of us, no one else knows."
"How did you get outside the Golden City smoothly?" Knowing that what the old lich said was true, Meng Han was at his wits' end. However, it was not difficult to find a way to send the old lich in. In this regard, it was not difficult to find a way to send the old lich in.
, the old lich did not hide anything and directly confessed everything he knew.
Meng Han knew that the wealth of the Golden City would definitely arouse the covetousness of many people, but he did not expect that it would arouse the ambitions of so many people. There are almost all kinds of people who provide convenience to the old lich, including mercenaries.
, nobles, bandits, merchants, the army, and even people from the Dark Empire were involved. In terms of race, it almost included humans, dark elves, orcs and other ethnic groups. From the time the old lich set out to the Golden City, no less than hundreds of people were involved.
He provided help. The simplest provided information, and the most troublesome even used a carriage to carry him and his large number of undead subordinates through certain levels.
"Even if you know, you can only clean up the power in the Principality of Trans. You are still helpless in other places. Those places are not your sphere of influence." The old lich said so thoroughly, but he still took a fancy to this.
One point: "If you don't want to offend all the power in the world, you can only watch all this happen, but you can't do anything. Speaking of which, you are a marquis and such a powerful magician, but you
But you can't be like me, kill whenever you want, vent your anger whenever you want, and you have to always be on guard against attacks and plots from any possible person. You don't dare to trust anyone, because anyone can betray you. Even though you are rich, even though
Life is luxurious, but you have no relaxing moments. I will go to hell soon, but you are already in hell."
"Thank you for your words, you can go to hell now." Meng Han smiled at the old lich. When a person is about to die, his words are also kind. The old lich said so much in the end, this is probably the truth.
"Tony!" Louise casually refined the finger bone into nothingness, and then looked at Meng Han a little worriedly: "He just said that, don't take it to heart."
"Of course I won't take it to heart." Meng Han hugged Louise and smiled: "He doubts everyone, so his heart will always fall into hell. But I have people I absolutely trust, just like you, so at any time