Oias' attacks unintentionally attacked them, and the underground bounty hunters' dissatisfaction was superficial, and they all picked up their weapons with fierce spirits.

Lund simply moved his shoulders while shaking his neck left and right, and continued to walk towards Ias, and warned casually:

"If you don't want to get hurt, get off."

These bounty hunters originally wanted to say something, but looking at Lund's invincible back, they could only retreat aside for the time being.

"I didn't expect that under that situation, you could even come up with that way to deceive me. I admit that I really underestimate you.

But I will not make the same mistake again. I will completely train you to make you forget your cleverness and only the only thing left in your mind to obey the master's orders."

Before he finished speaking, Lund threw out a meteor hammer, and Oias rolled backwards to avoid this attack.

Seeing that Eias could still avoid her attack, Lund did not hesitate and threw the meteor hammer again. Eias wanted to stand up and dodge, but because of the stinging pain from her injured foot, she slowed down a step.

The meteor hammered heavily on her lower abdomen, and a mouthful of blood was spit out of Oias' mouth, kneeling on the ground with weak legs, and his vision gradually became blurred. Oias hugged her stomach, and the warm blood flowed through her palms and dripped onto the ground.

Oas wanted to stand up, but the severe pain from his ankles and abdomen made Oas kneel on the ground.

Working hard will only make her whole body more painful.

What made Oias even more unacceptable was that she had struggled for so long and was shattered by someone so easily.

Withdrawing the meteor hammer, Lund walked to Oias, grabbed Oias's hair with one hand, and made her forcefully raise her head.

"What I want to see is the expression of your expression. No matter how hard you struggle, you can't change the result.

Tell me, what do you think now.

Let me tell you, what is the feeling of such a shattered fantasy!”

Oias's vision became blurred, and she clenched her silver teeth without saying a word.

"What's wrong? Talk! Aren't you very majestic just now?

Tell me, and you must accept my strict guidance next. If you beg me for mercy, maybe I will become a gentle and good teacher."

Oias tightly covered her wounds and still didn't say anything. She knew that it was impossible for the other side to let her go, and it was useless to say anything.

"Why do you look reluctant?"

Lund's tone was extremely cold, and he grabbed Oias's hair and pressed her head to the ground.

"Apologize to me, apologize for hurting me without authorization!

If you do that, maybe I won't treat you so roughly.

Or, you can't even do something like apologizing."

The underground bounty hunters who saw this scene felt a hint of chill. The powerful sense of oppression exuded by Lund made everyone present frightened, and some even had the urge to kneel down and apologize.

Lund's "education" has begun.

He is best at causing slaves to suffer double torture in both verbal and physical ways, causing their hard personality to disintegrate and become "good babies" who obey their will.

A slave like Oias who dared to attack him as a teacher had long been dragged into the blacklist by him and would have to be more disciplined.

"Why don't you talk? Are you expecting something?

It won't come, neither your family, friends nor partners will come.

Even if they come, what can they do, it will be just the same fate as you.

It’s almost time to recognize the reality. What can you get by struggling hard and reluctance to bow your head so hard?

You can get nothing, you can only get pain!

It’s better to succumb to me early. As long as you can learn what I teach, you will definitely live a better life than in the past.

Apologize to me and apologize for hurting me.

Apologize for what I did wrong, this is the first lesson I have taught you.”

The forehead and the floor are tightly attached, and the coldness on it penetrates deep into the bone marrow. Even the blood flowing out of the abdomen cannot warm the chill.

Oias's vision became blurry at some point.

Yes, no one will come to save me anymore.

No matter how much I regret it, it is useless. I am no longer in the same team as them. Even if I have a life left, they will never come to save me.

This is all my own fault.

"Pu"

Oas saw a drop of water blooming on the ground. Until now, Oas realized that it was not something that blurred her vision, and she shed tears.

Want to be rescued.

Don't want to end here yet.

Want to rescue Huck, and want to travel with them...

but......

Thoughts surged one by one, and the more I realized the truth of these thoughts, the more I could not stop my tears, but...

She has already ruined all her happiness with her own hands.

Blood was still gushing out of the wounds on the abdomen, but Oias found that his blood was no longer as warm as before, but gradually became cold and his body's temperature was gradually decreasing.

This time it seems...it's really...it's helpless...

"I said, are you feeling a little cold?"

"You suddenly said this, it's really a bit cold."

The underground bounty hunters who looked at each other from afar looked strangely, and some even picked up their arms and rubbed their shoulders to make them feel hot.

Although the sewers will be a little cold at night, it is too cold, right?

Every underground bounty hunter present thought so, and suddenly, their torches swayed violently.

"Wind? It's so strange. The sewer shouldn't have such strong winds."

As soon as the man finished speaking, a stronger wind blew from the sewer pipe, blew out the torches of everyone. The biting cold wind blew over the face, and ice and snow slashed across their bodies like sharp blades, and the sewage in the sewer freezes at an extremely incredible speed.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

He was physically injured to varying degrees, and all underground bounty hunters took out their weapons and held their breath.

The strong snowstorm suddenly stopped, and a white road was thrown out for the dirty sewer. The white cold air spread in the pipeline for a long time and did not dissipate.

Suddenly, a clear sound of footsteps sounded in the empty pipes. As the crisp footsteps got closer and closer, the echoes in the pipes became deeper and deeper.

An underground bounty hunter reignited the extinguished torch with magic and raised it carefully.

All eyes looked toward the center of the pipe, and only saw a figure holding a shield in his right hand, walking firmly through the white cold air.

The swaying fire illuminated the man's somewhat tender cheeks and his impressive confident smile.

The man stopped in front of them, looked at all the bounty hunters present with a slightly provocative look, and pulled out the sword at his waist.
Chapter completed!