Chapter 5 Holy Light on Akina Mountain

In the damp and cold cell, the red-dressed saint sat in the corner, hugging her legs tightly, and looked at the visiting Vashj stubbornly.

"When will you let us out?"

"Let us out? Don't be silly, little girl, how can I let you out? But if you want to get out, I have a way." Vashj looked at the saint jokingly.

"What method?" The little girl's eyes were full of hope.

"Obey my master..." Vashj squatted down and pinched the saint's chin.

The little girl's eyes turned cold.

"It seems that you don't know your situation yet." Vashj stood up, turned around and snapped her fingers. A naga stabbed a dagger into the heart of a captive who was kneeling on the ground with his eyes covered, his mouth gagged, and his hands tied behind his back. There were five more captives like this in the room.

"No!" the Saint cried out, "Devils! You are demons! The Church will punish you!"

"Oh! The Church!" Vashj smiled contemptuously and caught the dagger thrown by a Naga. "I don't know when the Church's punishment will come. I only know that the punishment of this person will come soon!"

After saying that, she swung her knife sideways and cut the throat of a captive. She threw the dagger back and snapped her fingers, and the remaining captives were killed.

Vashj said, "Go and take another batch of captives, and take more this time."

"Yes." The Naga received the order and was about to leave, but the Saint stood up with the help of the wall, ran two steps, threw forward, and hung her hands on Vashj's arms and cried.

"No! Please, let them go... please."

"Let them go? For what? They are our captives, we are free to do whatever we want with them. Besides, you are also a captive, what qualifications do you have to ask us?"

"I..." The saint was speechless for a moment.

Vashj hooked the saint's chin and said, "However, we can make a deal. If you agree to my previous request, I will not attack them anymore. Make your choice."

"..." The saint bit her lower lip tightly, and after a long time, she lowered her head, "I promise you."

In the bedroom that originally belonged to the demon queen, the saint stretched out her finger, squatted in front of a large basin filled with purple liquid, and Vashj stood behind her.

"Master, I will do another experiment that requires your most refined energy. You must be willing to offer your energy. If the experiment fails because of impure energy, I will kill the captives, one batch for each failure. After killing them all, I will go to the human city to capture them." Vashj whispered in the saint's ear.

After waiting for a long time, the saint finally gathered the energy at her fingertips and inserted it into the purple liquid.

It seemed that something began to swim in the basin, little by little, gradually getting bigger and more, and finally taking shape.

"Gulp gulp, gulp gulp" the purple liquid swelled with bubbles.

"Snap" Vashj snapped her fingers, and two iron chains descended from the ceiling, accurately wrapped around the saint's wrists, and hung her up.

After doing all this, Vashj bowed and left.

Kilt's notes did not deceive him. The tentacles made from the saint's blood did have the power of holy light.

Richard walked out of the door with a smile. Vashj was waiting at the door.

"Send her back."

"Yes, Master."

Looking at the saint curled up in Vashj's arms and crying, Richard suddenly felt that he was a villain.

The next day, avoid shopping and read books.

The saint watched the captured soldiers working.

As long as the soldiers are working, the supervisors will not whip them. The work is not tiring. Many compatriots say that working here is easier than working in the town. They can fill their stomachs with three meals a day. It is much better than working as a part-time worker in the town who is owed wages today and has to wait for wages tomorrow. Vashj, who sent me back yesterday, told me that I can return to the ground every day under the care of the Naga, and I can see the blue sky and the forest again. It seems that this demon king is still a good person.

The saint walked away and wanted to go somewhere else.

"Hiss, it hurts!" The saint covered her lower abdomen.

No! He threatened his companion's life and did such a thing to me. He is a bad guy! A big bad guy!