The stocky orc bared his fangs and his fingers were short, but he carried the knife with great agility and flew up and down. Under his interpretation, the cruel and bloody thing of peeling actually seemed orderly and meticulous, and he even licked the blood on the knife greedily from time to time, like a chef stealing food.

Apparently the orc didn't know how many of these things he had done, and the captive's terrible screams didn't affect his "work" in the slightest, and in less than ten minutes the captive's skin was completely peeled off and turned into a terrifying flesh monster that struggled incessantly! What's even more terrifying is that because of the effect of the "Hachim plus mucus" he drank before, his life is still tenaciously continuing!

After the bloody human skin was peeled off, most of it was collected by a half-orc who looked salivating next to it - Fang Senyan even saw it suck its fingers - and placed it in a stone basin next to it. Some of the scattered human skins were discarded aside, and fluttered in the wind along with the dried human skins—the orcs, having collected the skins that had been stripped off, threw fire into the stone basin, to which it was evident that some flammable substance had been added beforehand, and the flames rose violently.

Despite the howling of the cold wind, a huge column of blood-red smoke appeared in the brazier, which rose in an instant, soaring into the sky. Everyone present smelled an indescribable smell at the same time, as if blood had been boiled and spices had been added, it was a disgusting pungent sweet fragrance, as if it was about to penetrate the internal organs of the person and then it would not go away.

The next few orcs actually lifted the skinned captives and left them behind the ice abyss next to them! The captive's terrible screams were stretched out and echoed endlessly, echoing in all directions between the ice peaks, and it took a long time for them to slowly dissipate.

Nearly all of the captives were struck by this mysterious and sinister experience, and while there were many experienced human hunters among the captives, they could not guess the intentions of the orcs and tentacles. The only thing that can be confirmed is that the fate that awaits them is extremely tragic!! Despite their frantic struggles, the magical vines that bound them were like a lasso of death!!

Time passed quickly, and one after another the captives were carried to the stone platform, and then screamed bitterly that they were stripped of their flesh and blood and thrown into the abyss, and the skin was thrown into the brazier and ignited, including the elves. Listening to the screams of his companions and watching them fall into such a miserable state, Fang Senyan noticed that the fear in the eyes of the fog song beside him had slowly receded, replaced by incomparable firmness.

Although the elven girl's face still maintained a frightened expression, the hands tied behind her back had already flashed a faint green light, and although it was constantly extinguished under the suppression of the black rope, the light still shone tenably. This should be the special thing about the dawn elves, the special vine ropes can't completely seal their abilities, obviously this elf girl has made up her mind in her heart, even if it costs anything, she must get rid of the sad fate of falling into the abyss after being skinned alive in front of her!

After skinning three or four people in a row, the short and fat executioner also felt very tired, and peeled off a person's skin alive, trying not to let this person die. This is definitely a very physical and energy-consuming thing. He sat down on the ground casually, scooped a cup of blood from the stone platform and licked it greedily, but a pair of small eyes were staring at Wuge's body, and gradually emitted a silver evil light.

At this time, according to the strange performance of these orcs, it can be seen that it is obvious that the reason why these orcs treated the captives preferentially was obviously to keep them in the best condition possible, so that they could still live after being skinned!! Although the motive for doing so is unknown, it is because of this that they do not dare to infringe on the Fog Song, as many elves have mastered the ability to sacrifice their lives to nature and turn themselves into a seed.

But now these orcs know that the elves' abilities are bound by the "black whip of thought" that binds them. However, when the elf girl Wuge was tied up, it is estimated that the half-orcs who were tied were also in the silver road, and the left bundle was tied to the right, doubling the exquisite and full curves of the fog song. The chunky executioner stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips, his crotch visibly bulging out.

He stood up directly, rubbed a handful of the bulging animal skin that was obviously about to move under his crotch, and walked over to the foggy girl with a silver light in his eyes. Wu Ge's face was slightly pale, but it still showed a kind of arrogance and indifference, her lips were pursed, but on the hands that were tightly bound behind her back, a little bit of green light had still gathered.

And Fang Senyan is also ready to go at this time! Compared with the rest of the captives, Fang Senyan has a great advantage, that is, his strength at this time is still as high as 37 points, in this world that can be called A-level difficulty for them, it can't but be said to be a pretty good statistic - you have to know that the rest of the captives have no equipment bonuses - this makes Fang Senyan's tireless struggle along the way have some effect, although he paid the price of his wrist being worn out and bleeding and injured, the binding vines on his body have been broken and loosened, There is also a certain amount of room for movement of the hands.

When the half-orc was about to approach the fog song, the muscles on Fang Senyan's body suddenly tensed, and then he put it away! The huge explosive force suddenly exploded at the wrist, and the black vine was torn alive into three or four sections with a click, and then fell to the ground, and the broken black vine was even like a dead snake body, turning into several sections and bouncing on the ground a few times before it froze to death. Such a variable was undoubtedly something that no one expected—of course, the muscular man of Reef was still well aware of Fang Senyan's actions.

Fang Senyan's feet kicked the ground, and then he rushed straight out in a way that was parallel to the ground! The snow on the ground was scattered, but his target wasn't the disgusting stocky orc, but the nearest tentacle monster!

The reason for this is very simple, because all the attack methods of the half-orcs are basically clear to the two, but the attack methods of this tentacle monster have not yet been seen, and it is difficult to imagine what physical damage its short and thin octopus tentacles can cause, so it is mostly based on the attack ability of the French system, and its huge gray and fleshy head looks like the protection ability is quite poor. And once the tentacle monster is attacked, no matter how much the orc skinner is in the brain, it is impossible to perform atrocities against the fog song girl, right?

There is no doubt that Fang Senyan's raid was quite successful. His fists flashed with a metallic sheen, and his clenched fists swept through the air at high speed, even making a low whistling sound, hitting the gray head of the tentacle monster not far away. But although this tentacle monster didn't expect Fang Senyan's outburst, it had a circle of eyes on its head, and there was no visual blind spot at all!

Just as Fang Senyan's fist was about to hit it, this guy's eye in the direction of Fang Senyan suddenly shone like a neon light, and then suddenly shot out a gray-black light like a laser!

This ray of light naturally hit Fang Senyan's chest first, and a puff of black smoke suddenly came out, Fang Senyan felt a burning pain, and the place where he was shot was also skin and flesh, and what was even more strange was that his whole body was covered with a gray-black color, and the nightmare mark even sent a hint:

"You have been attacked by a spirit ray, after deducting the defense damage reduction, you have received 127 points of damage, this time the damage type is spiritual, and your talent: tenacity cannot be effective."

"You have been cursed with Filth: Weak, and your attack power is reduced by 15%."

"Damn! Sure enough, it's the type I hate the most! Fang Senyan gritted his teeth.

But his fist naturally inevitably hit this guy's head!

The hard fist hit the soft brain, and the tragedy was inevitable! 49！ 25！ The two damage numbers were impressively revealed, the former was Fang Senyan's initial attack value, and the back was the extremely powerful crushing damage! Between the thick and gray-white mucus jets, the tentacles of this tentacle monster waved and spasmed, and the electric light lingered on Fang Senyan's body, showing the scorch marks of the Dao, but Fang Senyan's face was as pale as iron, and he didn't realize it, but he added a punch with great viciousness, which just hit the tentacle monster's eyeballs against him.

I could only hear the continuous muffled sound of "poof", as if the watery grape kernels had been squeezed out alive. Fang Senyan's extremely vicious punch directly burst the tentacle monster's two eyeballs, and suddenly black, white, and red were mixed together, so viscous that they flowed straight down, falling drop by drop on the rock surface, and soon condensed into a jelly-like shape at low temperatures.

Because after these two eyes were brutally bombarded, the tentacle monster undoubtedly lost its most powerful means of attack, so it struggled frantically, its tentacles fluttered, trying its best to turn its head around, so that the rest of the eyes could have an attack angle, but how could Fang Senyan give it this chance? A cold and cruel glint flashed in his eyes, and despite the roar of two furious orcs behind him, he withdrew his fists and struck out again!

(To be continued)