I, a mercenary, became a beautiful silver-haired boy

No matter how Stanford believed it, the fact was that Elena had indeed killed the so-called protector of the gods.

Now Elena still had one person he wanted to get rid of, and this person was trembling in front of him.

"I ask you to answer."

Facing ordinary people with little fighting ability, Elena was very domineering. Even though he looked very embarrassed now, the murderous aura emanating from him was not something that ordinary people could bear.

Hearing Elena's words, Stanford was stunned for a moment, and soon realized what the other party meant. He just wanted to ask what the treasure hidden in the orphanage was about.

"Ask...what, I don't understand what you mean."

Although he understood everything, Stanford still pretended to be ignorant.

Not everyone can know about the treasure left by the gods, and Stanford was unwilling to tell the young man in front of him.

"You...what are you going to do...ah!!!"

However, Elena did not repeat the question for the second time. She walked directly to Stanford, stretched out her hand and broke Stanford's arm.

The crisp sound of fracture rang out, accompanied by Stanford's heart-wrenching screams, completely breaking the tranquility under the night sky.

"Pay attention to your current situation. I don't have that much time to waste with you."

Elena said coldly, with bad emotions entangled in his heart. An ominous premonition made him very urgent, and he instinctively wanted to solve this matter as soon as possible.

Stanford was in so much pain that his tears and snot kept running. He covered his arm that had been broken in a strange direction, with unprecedented fear on his face.

Elena frowned and watched this scene. When the other party was almost used to the pain, he broke the other party's left leg.

He had no time to interrogate the other party, so he could only give enough pressure at the beginning and pry the other party's mouth open as much as possible.

"I say! I say! Stop torturing me, I'll tell you everything!!!"

Stanford's brain was stimulated by pain and fear for a short time. The interests that he should have valued most were thrown behind his mind at this moment, and he was occupied by the instinctive desire to survive as a human being.

Through Stanford's eyes, Elena could see his surrender and stopped torturing him. Although he got everything he wanted to know, Elena would not spare his life.

Elena never thought that he was a good person, but he had his own flexible moral line. He only did what he thought was right, and he would do some unethical things for himself. This was his standard of being a person.

Although he did not continue to hurt the other party, Stanford was very scared by the look of being ready to attack at any time. He was originally elegant and calm, and he had done his best to endure and not let something leak out.

The main reason was that Elena's eyes that inherited the majesty of the dragon were too terrible. I am afraid that Elena himself did not realize that his golden vertical pupils had the characteristics of shocking people and emitting pressure.

Many people who look at Elaina will be affected by the golden vertical pupils, and instinctively put themselves in a weak position, feeling suppressed by their blood.

"How did you know that the church contains the treasure of the God of Light?"

Elaina stopped talking nonsense and got straight to the point. If Stanford still tried to delay time or perfunctorily use nonsense, he would not mind increasing his efforts to let the other party understand what pain is again.

"I came from the evil god cult... Gu! Ah! Save... Save me!"

Stanford was about to answer, and his face, which was not good to begin with, suddenly turned extremely pale.

As if he felt a stimulation that was a hundred times more painful than the physical torture Elaina had inflicted on him, Stanford grabbed his neck and struggled desperately.

Elaina was stunned when she saw this scene, and subconsciously wanted to use healing magic to relieve the other party's pain.

But the right hand emitting soft light just touched Stanford, as if it had touched some highly corrosive liquid, and felt the right hand was hot and subconsciously retracted.

"Gugugugugu~!"

The next second, a large amount of strange black liquid came out of Stanford's mouth, with an unbearable stench.

Everything touched by the black liquid was corroded. Stanford's body was almost unrecognizable, and the white bones could be seen.

The ground was also corroded with holes one after another. If it continued like this, there would probably be no trace left.

"Damn it, is there someone else involved behind this?"

Seeing this scene, Elena couldn't help but curse. Through the knowledge and inheritance left to him by the White Dragon Queen, he barely understood what Stanford was doing now.This situation is probably caused by some curse.

The person or organization that gave him the information about the treasure of the God of Light was very cautious and did not want to be known by anyone other than the person he contacted, so he was prepared to keep his mouth shut from the beginning.

Sensing that Stanford was about to let the cat out of the bag, the curse that had been in his body for some time was triggered. The black liquid full of ominous aura seemed to have life and had been parasitizing in Stanford's body.

"The Evil God Cult? What is the relationship with the God of Light Cult?"

Fortunately, Elaina still heard a little clue. The existence of the information given to Stanford seemed to be related to an organization like the Evil God Cult.

I don't know if Stanford deliberately framed it or it was really a good thing done by the people of the Evil God Cult.

Just by hearing the name of this organization, Elaina instinctively felt that this was not a serious organization. It felt like some evil belief, which gave people a chilling feeling.

After all, there is still a direction that can be investigated. When there is a way in the future, Elaina will try to focus on the existence of the Evil God Cult.

It's better not to dwell on it now. We have to leave here quickly. This house has been messed up by Elena indirectly or directly. If someone who doesn't know the situation bumps into it, they might subconsciously think that Elena invaded someone else's house and killed and set fire to it.

Just as I had the idea of ​​evacuating, there were dense footsteps in the house, accompanied by the sound of a lot of armor colliding, as if someone was approaching the room.

Elena frowned and looked at the window, and ran to the window without saying a word. Although it was a good thing to fight the robbers and get rid of the profiteers involved in the dark world.

But on the surface, Stanford was still a person who had not committed any crime, and all the bills exposed were legal.

Even if he didn't kill the person, Elena couldn't make this strange black liquid, but if he was seen at the "murder scene", he would definitely be regarded as a suspect at the first time, which was too troublesome to explain.

Bang!

"What?!"

Irina was about to jump out of the window to escape, but was bounced back by the transparent barrier. He sat on the ground and rubbed his aching buttocks, feeling the strong magical atmosphere around him with a look of surprise.