Cold and smelly.
"Ah!" the soldier shouted in despair. He saw one of his arms being torn off alive by him.
The severe pain almost made him faint, but his consciousness was forcibly maintained by some strange force and he was unable to escape.
The elephant-headed demon grinned, revealing a row of sharp white fangs: "Tell me, what are you preparing?"
"Why do your soldiers train until late at night, and even the craftsmen are making weapons? If you tell me the truth, I can give you a quick death. Otherwise..."
Its voice stopped abruptly, and its bloodshot eyes stared at the soldier, as if enjoying his fear.
The soldier clenched his teeth, cold sweat dripping down his forehead, but he still said nothing.
The elephant-headed monster didn't seem surprised. It sneered, stretched out its huge hand and grabbed the soldier's right arm.
“Sizzle!”
With a horrifying tearing sound, the soldier's right arm was torn off.
Blood gushed out like a fountain and the soldiers' screams echoed in the room.
The elephant-headed demon's voice became even colder: "I'll ask again."
"Did you have an Atlantean soldier here? Where is he?"
The soldier's lips trembled, but he still didn't speak.
But the Ganesha's patience had worn out.
It growled, grabbed the soldier's leg and pulled it hard.
“Crack, crack!”
The sound of breaking bones could be clearly heard, the soldier's body collapsed to the ground, his empty eyes filled with fear.
Just when the soldier thought he was about to die, a three-headed demon suddenly walked out of the shadows of the house.
"Come again! Come again!"
“What a beautiful sound!”
The three heads made laughing sounds, and then the three-headed demon slowly walked to the soldier and put back his torn arms and legs one by one.
The soldier watched his limbs being reattached, and his pupils began to tremble.
He knew that this was not over yet.
Sure enough, the elephant-headed demon spoke again, with a hint of contempt in his voice: "Since you don't want to say it, let's do it again."
The soldier's pupils suddenly contracted. He wanted to struggle, but found that he could not move at all.
The three-headed demon's claws swung lightly, and his arm was torn off again.
"ah!"
......
"ah!"
......
Meanwhile, in the palace of Holy Egypt.
Lin Ke was performing a simulation on the sand table when he suddenly saw a golden light appear on his right.
"What's wrong, Ramses?"
Lin Ke was a little surprised as to why Ramses appeared at this time.
"Brother, I feel a dirty and bloody power."
"No, more than one."
"I can confirm that they have entered Holy Egypt."
After hearing what Ramses said, Lin Ke put down the baton in his hand.
"Go on, Ramses."
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