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High Priest Darren holds a very high status in the mountains; ordinary people dare not disturb him. Even in this independent kingdom-like stronghold of his, none of his subordinates dare to bother him while he is enjoying the company of a woman.
Qin Fang appeared, subdued, and killed without giving High Priest Darren any chance to call for help. Naturally, none of the people outside noticed the changes inside the stone house.
The young girl cowered alone inside the stone house, not daring to make a sound, nor rashly run away. She was now hoping that Qin Fang would co back quickly.
At this mont, Qin Fang had transford into a shadowy illusion and started wandering around the stronghold, ticulously scouting every corner and familiarizing himself with the terrain.
This stronghold was not very large, much smaller than other tribes, and searching it was not very difficult... It hardly took Qin Fang five minutes to know the area like the back of his hand.
The guards inside the stronghold were quite strict, especially at the entrance, where people constantly patrolled back and forth. Anyone wanting to enter the stronghold had to go through a very strict check.
Besides these people, it seed that the rest were gathered in a corner of the stronghold. Here, there were rows of stone houses, lit up, clearly indicating that they were occupied.
As Qin Fang approached, from afar, he could already hear the sounds of flesh colliding, won's moans, n's gasps, and other n's dissatisfied urging...
In short, Qin Fang hadn't even gotten close before he guessed what these houses were used for.
Sneaking up to the stone house, Qin Fang took a look inside and was imdiately shocked by the scene before his eyes... it was said that people enjoyed this sort of thing, but he hadn't expected to see such a ssy scene deep in the mountains.
The stone house was not small, inside was a very long stone ledge, and on these ledges, naked won lay every ter or so, with n on top of them, energetically thrusting...
And next to each man were two or three other n waiting, stroking those sinful things, continuously urging their currently active companions to finish quickly...
The expressions on these won's faces did not show any pleasure; instead, they all seed in great pain, or simply numb and blank...
Qin Fang also noticed that these won seed to be quite young, no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, very few over twenty.
Without a doubt, these won were likely lured here in the na of sacrifices by High Priest Darren, but instead of becoming the Holy Woman offered to the supre deity, they beca the venting tools of these beast-like n.
It seed that this was their only value of existence, and if such value was lost, there was no need for them to exist.
For example—
"Ah, ah, ah, ah..."
Qin Fang personally witnessed a woman being ridden by a man, suddenly making such a strange, rapid screaming sound, then her body shook violently, foam ford at her mouth, and before Qin Fang could rush to her aid, she had already stopped moving.
However, though her death was tragic, Qin Fang vaguely saw a relieved expression on her face... Clearly, a life in such hell was not as straightforward as death.
"What a bumr... Get so people, throw her out to feed the wolves!"
The man who had been vigorously thrusting on top of her still seed unsatisfied, and actually continued to thrust a few more tis on the corpse, his body trembling as he climaxed, finally finishing.
Yet, he was still cursing, seemingly very unhappy, showing no fear at all, laughing and calling out to a few companions, even planning to throw the corpse to feed the wolves...
"Beasts!"
At this mont, Qin Fang truly could no longer suppress his anger; these people were completely devoid of humanity.
Almost gnashing his teeth in fury, Qin Fang flicked his Military Spike in his hand, his entire figure turning into a black shadow as he rushed into the room. The dark, sharp Military Spike imdiately beca like the Reaper's scythe, effortlessly tearing open one chest after another, fiercely stabbing again and again into those utterly blackened hearts.
Ah~~ah~~ah~~
The screams rose and fell, filling the stone house and spreading outside, swiftly reaching the rest of the stronghold, shocking many guards who were patrolling outside.
And inside the stone house, in the blink of an eye, out of over thirty n, about seven or eight were clutching their bleeding hearts, their faces deathly pale with eyes filled with boundless terror.
But it was already too late, their hearts were pierced by the military spike, not even gods descending to earth could save their lives now.
The remaining people, in shock and horror, were also frantically trying to find weapons to fend off this sudden appearance of a ghost-like assassin.
However, not only were they slow, but there were also no decent weapons nearby, Qin Fang's military spike in hand still aiming one at a ti, like chopping vegetables, slaughtering this group of completely inhuman beasts.
These guards were all followers of High Priest Darren, and Qin Fang had already reconnoitered them all; not one could be considered a good man, each with two or three lives on their hands, all from the Evil Camp, plus what Qin Fang had just witnessed, how could he possibly be polite to these people?
Ah ah ah ah~~~
Screams arose one after another, the shrill sound trembling through the entire stockade, also shaking the peaceful and serene mountains and forests around.
This stockade was relatively remote, not near other tribes, which facilitated High Priest Darren in organizing his subordinates for such bestial acts; yet, it also allowed Qin Fang the freedom to slaughter these inhuman beasts...
Over thirty people, in the blink of an eye, were cleanly slaughtered by Qin Fang, each with similar wounds, all had their hearts pierced by Qin Fang's military spike, dying a violent death almost imdiately.
Blood had almost completely stained the stone hut a bright red, the scorching blood sprayed on the numb, bewildered miserable won, awakening their consciousness.
Looking at the corpses strewn all over the ground, and looking at Qin Fang's figure, like the god of death, these won were incredibly shocked, but soon couldn't help but burst into weeping woefully.
One by one wasn't enough, these dozen or so won all huddled together, letting out bursts of heart-wrenching sobs, crying over the tragic days they were deceived into.
"Who is it?"
"Quick, over here, over here..."
Qin Fang, having killed over thirty people, didn't intentionally prevent them from making noise, allowing their screams to continue.
After he finished killing the people inside the stone hut, the guards outside also hurried over, imdiately noticing Qin Fang standing at the doorway of the stone hut, holding a black sharp military spike.
Although these guards couldn't see clearly what had happened inside the stone hut, seeing their companions lying on the ground behind Qin Fang, and the fresh blood still dripping from Qin Fang's military spike, how could they not understand?
"Kill him, kill him..."
No one knows who suddenly shouted, and then these guards were seen weapons in hand, arrows nocked, all aid at Qin Fang, this unknown outsider.
"You all are going to die... not a single one of you will escape!"
Qin Fang coldly watched these guards, his gaze sweeping across each person's face, while also ticulously counting each person's Sin Points, but the final result still made Qin Fang utterly disgusted.
In this stockade, there clearly were no unstained individuals; all were sared with the sa muck as High Priest Darren, each with blood on their hands, and Qin Fang even noticed one person whose Sin Points were as high as eight hundred...
And this person's status was slightly higher, because he is High Priest Darren's son, also his future heir, who has learned Darren's tricks, believing that after Darren's retirent, he also plans to pass on this Qianji Ring to his son so that he can continue conning the people in the hills.
This son not only mastered the deceptive arts quite akin to High Priest Darren, but he also intensely followed in his father's footsteps in terms of habits.
Most of the won High Priest Darren brought back were for his own pleasure, he also knew a technique of absorbing yin to supplent yang, which kept him energetically vigorous and youthful-looking.
Don't be fooled by his appearance of around forty, he was actually over fifty, yet his desire was no less vigorous than a young man in his twenties, even stronger perhaps.
The small remainder fell into the hands of his son, who would then brutally ravage them, and after growing bored, directly throw them to his subordinates to ss with, this kid's preferences were quite perverted, several won who couldn't bear the abuse and strongly resisted, were strangled to death by him...
Therefore, this kid's Sin Points are second only to his father's, making him a true executioner.
Bang~~
Seeing such a person, Qin Fang didn't bother being polite, the military spike in his hand suddenly disappeared, replaced by a handgun, with a gunshot, that villain imdiately fell, his heart exploding into a brilliant spray of blood, dying exceedingly fast…
Click, click, click, click, click~~
The remaining few were no good birds, Qin Fang, to prevent anyone from sneaking away in the chaos, didn't bother to kill one by one, simply took out the MP5, aiming at this group of people without any courtesy, and brutally spray-fired...(to be continued. If you like this work, welco you to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndations, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation.)
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