Augustus Under the Horseshoe

Endless training, endless darkness, and endless torture. In a coma, Iroshiel dreamed of the past: a legendary Teflin sorcerer, in order to achieve immortality and escape death, he chose to embrace the undead. the power of.

In that blasphemous and terrifying ceremony, his old wrinkled skin and flesh and blood gradually turned into scarlet thick water, peeling from the surface of the bones, like countless waterfalls of flesh and blood, roaring to the ground!

Without the shackles of flesh and blood, the gradually exhausted and necrotic organs are also in the pool of death under the feet, stirring up profane ripples, long black hair, like a gloomy rainstorm, stripped from the scalp, rain After stopping, only a pale skull remained, and in the eye sockets, two clusters of undead fire that never extinguished.

He is the beginning of all nightmares. In order to maintain the rule of the king of kings, this legendary lich selected outstanding children from orphanages across the country and brought them to the mountains of Persis. Teach them their loyalty to the empire, the skills of assassins and shadow dancers, and if anyone shows off the talent of Arcane, they will even be trained as a new sorcerer.

There, all the children were divided into two groups, a man and a woman, supporting each other, year after year, under the whip of the instructor, through the desperate **** training like a nightmare, even several times, in On the verge of death, he was on the verge of collapse, and was saved by some priests' magical arts.

In this nightmare of not being able to survive and not wanting to die, the only person they can trust is their teammates who were born to death with them. The two people who are suffering will build an indelible bond in a short time.

However, on the eve of the end of the training, the instructors will separate them and promise them an intoxicating future: they will become the sharp blades in the hands of the king of kings, the sharp knives in the dark side of the empire, and they will have nothing to worry about! Just be loyal to the empire and complete the task: the king of kings will generously satisfy all their dreams.

As long as they can survive the final test-kill the companion who has been with them all the way, support each other, and spend **** together, they will be able to realize all their wishes, all! !

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First use hellish assiduous training to deprive the shadow dancers of their childhood, exercise their skills, brainwash their thinking, and play the role of a black face year after year, constantly creating pain and suffering.

Then let the two students fighting side by side fight each other, weed out the weak, and twisted, crushing the last trace of mercy and humanity of the victor.

Finally, the king of kings appeared as a red-faced character, generously giving them everything they wanted, money, status, and all satisfaction, so that these lost, extremely confused and desperate children, as if in the abyss, saw a bunch of gold The light, willingly to serve the empire.

After three steps, a perfect piece is considered successful.

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Irushiel’s memories are constantly spinning and flashing like a revolving lantern. She will always remember the young and innocent face of her companion. Her assassination skills are far inferior to that of the other party. He has trained herself several times. Rescued from hell.

When she heard what the "last test" was, she was confused and tried to find a companion to discuss countermeasures. If two students who had fully mastered the assassination skills stayed here to complete the trial, one hundred percent would die.

However, if they escaped together, there might be a glimmer of life, leaving the mountains of Persis, to the grasslands of the north, to Rome in the west—to the deadly tentacles in these shadows, the inaccessible paradise.

However, the other party’s simple, hearty smile suddenly became extremely distorted and hideous, and instantly took out two sharp scimitars, and rushed at him viciously, leaving only endless in those gentle eyes. Resolute and crazy.

The final test has already begun from the moment the students know the content.

However, this time, the companion who was far stronger than him failed to achieve a real victory. Irushiel, who was betrayed and shattered the last line of mental defense, issued a bloodthirsty roar like a beast!

She is like a mad dog, launching a storm-like terrorist offensive, and the sharp and piercing rubbing sound continues in the sparks sputtering everywhere. When the four scimitars were in a stalemate, she threw herself on the opponent's chest. The familiar body temperature and embrace did not affect the Shadow Dancer's judgment in the slightest-she used her teeth to tear the opponent's neck alive.

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"Huh-huh-"

In the dreamland of the old days, Irushiel suddenly woke up, and there was a sharp pain in his left leg, and his arms were like tides. There was a tingling pain, if you say it. The sharp pain in the left leg is like being chopped by a heavy axe, then the soreness of the arms is like a thousand ants, crawling on the surface and gnawing at the same time.

She wanted to make a sound, but found that inside her mouth was a bulge stuffed with some kind of fur, her tongue could not move under pressure, the outside of her mouth was tied to death by a piece of cloth, and her eyes were covered with a piece of black cloth.

The Shadow Dancer quickly felt his situation, his arms were sour, raised above his head, and he was tightly bound by something-as if he was hung up, and, accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, he kept moving towards Move forward.

Without a word, Irushiel tried to twist his pliable waist and swayed backwards. With the help of inertia, he used his uninjured right leg to violently kick in the direction of the sound of the hoof, but it caused a more violent one. Pain! The bean-sized cold sweat instantly covered her scarlet skin, and was blown by the breeze, shivering from the cold all over-damn, all her clothes were stripped?

The Shadow Dancer is like a fish caught ashore, painfully twisting his graceful body, trying to relieve the pain in his left leg. Hell, his legs are tied together and he just kicked. , Made the comminuted fracture of the left leg worse. What's more, his tail was tied to the root of the thigh with a belt—as for the tie so thoughtful? Although, the Shadow Dancer has a lesson, it is indeed the one who teaches how to use his own tail to untie the rope...

"you're awake?"

Painhurs, who was running madly, keenly felt Teflin's struggle, he spoke fluently in purgatory, while rushing on the road, turning around and said.

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