The short and stout orc bared his fangs, his fingers were short and thick, but his knife was incomparably nimble, fluttering up and down. Skinning the skin was a cruel and bloody task, but under his performance, it was actually orderly and meticulous. He even greedily licked the fresh blood off his knife, like a chef stealing food.
Clearly, this Beastman had done this kind of thing countless times before. The miserable screams of the captive did not affect his' work 'at all. In less than ten minutes, the skin of the captive was completely peeled off, and the captive was turned into a horrifying flesh-and-blood monster that kept struggling! What was more frightening was, because of the 'Mucus of Ocean-freak Moria', his life was still tenaciously extending!
After the bloody human skin was peeled off, a large portion of it was collected by an orc who seemed to be drooling with greed. Sheyan could even see it sucking its finger, before placing it into a stone basin at the side. A few pieces of human skin were discarded by the side, drifting in the wind with the dried human skin. After the orcs finished collecting the human skin, they tossed a flame into the stone basin. Obviously the stone basin was already filled with some flammable material, the flame instantly rose up into the air.
Although the cold wind was howling, a huge blood red column of smoke emerged from the fire basin. In a flash, it soared up into the sky. Everyone present smelled an indescribable smell at the same time. It was as if fresh blood had been boiled and spices had been added. It was a nauseating, pungent, and sweet smell that seemed to seep into one's internal organs and wouldn't go away.
Following that, a few orcs actually lifted up the skinned captive, and tossed him down the endless icy abyss! The captive's mournful cries were dragged out, echoing incessantly. The echoes collided with the icy peaks, and only after a long time did it slowly dissipate.
Almost all the captives were shaken by this strange and sinister experience. Although there were many experienced hunters amongst the captives, they were completely unable to guess the intentions of these orcs and tentacle monsters. The only thing they could confirm was, the fate that awaited them was extremely tragic!! Despite their frantic struggle, the magic vines binding them were like the lasso of the Grim Reaper, restricting their vitality!!
Time passed quickly, and the captives were carried onto the stone platform one after another. Then, they screamed miserably as they were flayed and thrown into the abyss. The flayed skin was thrown into a brazier and set ablaze. Among them, there were elves. Hearing the anguished cries of her former companions, and witnessing their miserable state, Sheyan noticed that the fear in Melody's eyes had gradually receded, replaced by incomparable determination.
Even though the elven girl still had a frightened expression on her face, her hands that were tied behind her back were already flashing with faint green light. Even though it was being extinguished by the black rope, the light was still stubbornly shining. This should be the specialty of twilight elves. Even the special vine ropes were unable to completely seal their abilities. Evidently, this elf maiden had already made up her mind. Even if she had to pay any price, she would definitely escape the pitiful fate of being skinned alive and falling into a bottomless abyss!
After continuously flaying 3-4 captives, the short and stout executioner was starting to feel tired. Flaying a person alive and trying his best not to kill them. This was definitely a physically and mentally exhausting task. He casually sat on the ground and scooped up a cup of fresh blood from the stone table. He greedily licked and drank, but his pair of beady eyes were fixated on Melody's body. Gradually, his eyes emitted a lustful radiance.
At present, from the strange behavior of these orcs, it could be seen that the reason why these orcs treated their captives so well, was to ensure that they maintained their peak condition. Their goal was to ensure that they could survive after being skinned!! Although their motive was unknown, because of this, they didn't dare to violate Melody. This was because many elves had grasped the ability to sacrifice their lives to nature, transforming themselves into a seed.
But now, these orcs knew that the elves' abilities were restricted by the 'Black Whip of Thoughts' that bound them. Furthermore, when the elf maiden Melody was being tied up, the orcs that bound her were probably lecherous individuals. Being tied up left and right, it further accentuated Melody's exquisite curves. That short and stout executioner extended his scarlet tongue to lick his lips, his crotch visibly swollen.
He directly stood up, rubbing the swollen animal skin that was obviously itching to move. His eyes flashed with a lustful glint as he strolled towards Melody. Melody's complexion was slightly pale, but she still maintained her arrogance and indifference. Her lips were tightly pursed, but her hands that were tightly bound behind her back were converging with green glints.
At this moment, Sheyan was also accumulating his strength! Compared to the other captives, Sheyan had a huge advantage. That was his current strength was as high as 37 points. In this' A 'difficulty world, it could be said that this was a rather impressive figure. You have to understand that the other captives didn't have any equipment bonuses. This allowed Sheyan's tireless struggle to show some results. Although he paid the price of his bleeding wrist, the vines binding his body had already loosened up, and his hands had a certain amount of space to move about.
When the orc neared Melody, Sheyan's muscles suddenly tightened, and then released! A huge explosive force suddenly exploded from his wrist. That black vine was torn into three or four pieces with a 'kacha' sound, before falling to the ground. The broken black vine was like a dead snake, breaking into several pieces. It even bounced a few times on the ground before stiffening to death. Such a change was unimaginable to everyone. Of course, the muscular Reef understood Sheyan's actions like the back of his hand.
Sheyan stomped his feet on the ground, and dashed forward parallel to the ground! The snow on the ground fluttered in the wind, but his target wasn't that disgusting short and fat orc, but the nearest tentacle monster!
The reason was simple, because the two of them were already familiar with the attacking methods of the orcs. But they hadn't seen the attacking methods of this tentacle monster. It was hard to imagine how its short and slender tentacles could deal any physical damage. Therefore, it was mostly a magic type attack, and its greyish fleshy gigantic head seemed to have poor defensive capabilities. Once the tentacle monster was attacked, no matter how lustful that orc skinner was, it wouldn't be able to act violently against Melody right?
Without a doubt, Sheyan's sneak attack was relatively successful. His two fists flickered with a metallic lustre, his tightly clenched fists swept through the air at high speed, releasing a low whistling sound, as he punched towards the grey head of the tentacle monster. Although the tentacle monster didn't anticipate Sheyan's sudden attack, its head had a circle of eyes, it didn't have any blind spots!
Just as Sheyan's fist was about to land, the monster's eyes suddenly glowed like a neon light. Then, a ray of greyish black laser shot out from its eyes!
This ray of laser naturally shot into Sheyan's chest, instantly releasing a puff of black smoke. Sheyan felt a scorching pain, the area he was hit by was lacerated. Strangely, his entire body was suffused with a greyish black lustre. The nightmare imprint transmitted a notification:
"You received a 'Spirit Ray' attack, after deducting defence, you received 127 points of damage. The damage type is spirit type, your innate ability 'Endurance' is ineffective."
"You received a 'Filth Curse': 'Weakened', your attack power is reduced by 15%."
"Damn it! It's indeed the type I hate the most! "Sheyan gritted his teeth.
But his fist naturally couldn't avoid smashing into the monster's head!
A solid fist smashed into a soft brain, a tragedy was unavoidable! 49！ 25！ Two shocking damage figures appeared, the former was Sheyan's initial attack value, the latter was the incomparably tyrannical crushing damage! Thick greyish white mucus sprayed out, the tentacles of the tentacle monster waved and convulsed, whipping onto Sheyan's body. Electric sparks lingered around, forming scorch marks. But Sheyan's complexion was like steel, he didn't feel it at all. Instead, he viciously followed up with another punch, smashing into the eyeball of the tentacle monster.
"Pu pu", a series of muffled sounds could be heard. It was as if a grape pit was being squeezed out alive. Sheyan's incomparably vicious fist directly smashed apart the two eyeballs of the tentacle monster. Instantly, black, white and red mixed together, as the viscous liquid flowed downwards. Drop by drop, it dripped onto the rocky surface, and very quickly congealed into a jelly like shape under the low temperature.
Because the two eyeballs were brutally smashed apart, the tentacle monster undoubtedly lost its most powerful attack. Thus, it frantically struggled, its tentacles flailing about, trying its best to turn its head around, so that its other eyeballs would have an angle to attack. But how could Sheyan give it such a chance? His eyes flashed with a cold and cruel glint, ignoring the two raging orcs behind him, he retracted his fists, and once again punched out heavily! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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