Beastmaster

Chapter 618 This guy is okay

At this time, the messenger was hanging on a rack, with his hands open and nailed to the pillar by two black illusory nails.

At this moment, he felt that all the energy in his body seemed to be being devoured by these two nails, which caused him to be extremely frightened!

He looked around fearfully, feeling extremely desolate inside.

Although the torture instruments around seemed to have never been used, he always felt that it was cold here as if many people had died here!

He even felt that white mist would appear when he exhaled.

As if to increase the fear, the flames around were not very big, and everything around was permeated with shadows, making it look particularly terrifying!

Just as he was about to try to circulate his own energy and then summon the evil spirit, a sound came from the cold door, and then it opened with a rumble.

His eyes were fixed on the door. He wanted to know who was so bold as to do this to him.

But soon, his expression changed from anger to shock!

"Xue Mo... Leader?!" His eyes were wide open, as if his eyeballs were about to fall out.

That unbelievable affection and that look of despair revealed his confusion.

Dark Wu chuckled, and with a wave of his hand, the surrounding firelight suddenly became much brighter, allowing both sides to see each other clearly.

"What? Do you have any questions?" An Wu asked the messenger with a smile on his face.

"Sir! Why are you doing this? Did I do something wrong?" He was very emotional at this moment. He didn't know what he had done wrong to make Xue Mo treat him like this.

It was also because of his excitement that caused his body to tremble violently, which eventually touched the wound on his palm, causing him to grimace in pain.

An Wu chuckled, and seemed not to intend to tease him anymore. His body was suddenly surrounded by a black mist, and then his true appearance was revealed.

At this moment, the messenger felt that his brain was not enough, he could not accept the scene before him!

"You! You are not the Blood Mo Sect Leader! Who are you?!" He tried to overcome his inner fear and shouted in a calm voice!

Dark Mist did not answer his question immediately, but raised his right hand, and a black mist emerged in the palm of his hand.

This fog looks like it can easily take away one's life.

Although this messenger's body has been hollowed out, he still has some brains left.

Considering his current situation, he actually guessed it!

"You are from Ming Mansion!" His voice trembled, and fear filled the entire room.

"Haha, you're not an idiot," An Wu raised his head slightly and looked at him teasingly.

"You...what on earth do you want to do? Where did Master Xuemo go again?"

Upon hearing this, An Wu waved his hand and a buzzing sound appeared, sounding like the sound of two doors opening.

A cold voice came out of his mouth, "Come on, Lord Xuemo, your people want to see you."

As the voice of Dark Mist echoed in this space, soon, a dishevelled figure appeared at the door, and this person was none other than Sect Leader Xue Mo!

Looking at the unsteady state of his hands and feet, it seemed as if he had just recovered from treatment.

Sure enough, Dark Mist fulfilled his promise and helped Xue Mo reconnect his hands and feet.

But unfortunately, Dark Mist is not the Emperor Wolf, the Dark Element is not the Plant Element, and he doesn’t have any healing skills.

Therefore, Dark Mist had no choice but to inject a wisp of his dark aura into his body, replacing the tendons in his hands and feet.

This is also a means for Dark Mist to control Xue Mo. If Xue Mo does not obey, he will be devoured by the dark aura in his body in minutes and eventually turn into a shell.

"Sir, you are looking for me." Xue Mo was like a beggar who had lost hope in the early morning trading. Not only did he have no strength to speak, but his expression was also like a walking corpse.

Dark Mist did not answer Xue Mo's words, but looked at the messenger who was still immersed in surprise.

"The person you are looking for is right here. What do you want to say?" Dark Mist seemed to speak in a threatening tone.

This messenger was not a fool. Even the Blood Mo Sect Leader had become what he was now. He certainly had no intention of resisting.

He said quickly, "Sir! I am willing to serve you at all times and go through fire and water! I only ask that you spare my life!" He spoke very quickly, for fear that the dark fog would kill him.

A smile appeared on An Wu's lips, and he looked at the messenger in front of him with satisfaction, "Well, a man of insight is a wise man. Tell me your name, the name of the force under your jurisdiction, and their specific information."

Upon hearing this, the messenger nodded repeatedly and said, "Your Excellency, my name is Wang Qi, and the force I govern is called Shangqing Sect, a human-level force with a total of twenty-four people, all of whom are lower-level gods."

"Where is the sect located? Is it close to the border? What is the name of the nearest rebel force?"

"My lord, it's right at the border. There's no place closer to the border than this place. As for the rebels, the nearest one should be a force called Extreme Cold Land. There are not many people, probably about a dozen or so. But they have never offended us, so we don't know their specific strength."

"Extremely cold land?! Is it the extremely cold land that Hantian led back then?!" When An Wu heard the words "Extremely cold land", he was suddenly surprised and happy.

The messenger shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, sir. I really don't know the details. Over the years, this rebel force has been elusive. We don't even know where their base is. This is the area where this name is most frequently heard. So I personally think that the Extreme Cold Land is closest to the Shangqing Sect."

The messenger was not lying, as could be seen from the look in his eyes.

Dark Mist did not make things too difficult for him. He nodded, waved his hand, and slowly pulled out the two mist nails in Wang Qi's hand.

In an instant, two streams of blood spurted out from Wang Qi's palms, but soon disappeared.

Although Wang Qi felt excruciating pain between his hands, he still knelt down in gratitude and thanked An Wu repeatedly.

"Thank you for not killing me, sir!"

Dark Mist said, "I hope you didn't lie to me. You can't leave during this period, and I need to place a restriction in your body. Once you try to escape or betray me, your body will explode and die."

Dark Mist's words were spoken calmly, without a trace of emotion.

When the messenger heard that he would explode and die, there was obvious panic in his eyes, but he quickly recovered.

"Sir, please issue the ban!" He spoke firmly, which An Wu did not expect.

Originally, An Wu was disgusted by the envoy's cowardly look, but now his determination not to betray him really made people look at him with new eyes.