Chapter 1373: Bashir old dog, come out to die!

Irina led the elves out of the crypt, and the clothes on them were still awkward, but the spirit was completely new.
Remove the shackles of the hands and feet, breathe the fresh air, look up at the vast expanse of the sky, this feeling of freedom, many elves have begun to sob.
Irina's hand holds a roll of old books, and her expression is a bit cold.
"What's wrong?" McGonagall had docked the big ship on the shore and looked at the account book in Irina's hand and asked.
"A book that records the sales of the elves they have seized over the past decade." Irina handed the books to McGonagall.
McGonagall casually recorded the number of arrests of the wandering elves in the books, but on this account they were called piglets, a large part of them died of resistance and abuse, and the sinful elves were sold. There are devils and orcs in various places, and even the Los Angeles Empire is involved.
The name of Bashir appeared very frequently. From a decade ago, until a month ago, he had a record of purchasing elves, the number of which was more than 100.
"What are you going to do?" McGonagall returned the books to Irina.
"I want to kill." Irina calmly, but under the calm, there are hidden waves.
"That will start from Bashir tonight." McGonagall nodded. He could understand Irina's mood. He could also think about the pains of the wandering elves sold all over the place. The first place is Pakistan. Hill.
"Okay." Irina nodded and her eyes softened slightly.
"I'm ready for the boat, and it's not very convenient to take them to the fear of the Alcatraz island, so I plan to let them go to the shell island first, and we will join them when we return." McGonagall continued.
Irina looked at the big ship not far from the sea and looked back at the elves: "Let everyone get on the boat, I will take you away."
The elves heard the words and quickly put away their emotions and boarded the ship in an orderly manner.
Although there are no strongmen among the elves, they also have the strength of the third and fourth grades, clearing the badges and marks of the evil demon family on the ship. The big ship quickly turned around and headed for the southern side of the shell island.
The lion cub hovered over the big ship, sinking two tracking ships and seven or eight flying mounts, and determined that the big ship had left the sinister demon territory, then turned around and flew in the direction of the fearful demon island.
"In a moment, you and Xiaomi are stalking in the distance. I will kill Bashir as soon as possible and take away those trapped elves." Irina snorted in the ear of Meg, and whispered in his ear.
McGonagall’s heart was soft. Irina obviously didn’t want him and Amy to be in danger. She smiled and shook her head.
I’m afraid this time, you and Xiaomi are staying a little farther, let me go to fear first. Go on the Alcatraz Island."
"Do you rob?" Irina looked at Meg in doubt.
"My strength has to be restored to the ninth level, but because it is re-recovery, it is somewhat different from the ordinary breakthrough, it will cause catastrophe, and it will succeed in the past." McGonagall explained with a smile.
"Even if you break through the ninth level, it is still not Bashir's opponent." Irina shook her head.
"If you look at it anyway, there is Azi, even if I can't beat it, I can run." McGonagall said with ease, something about the thunder was somewhat unreasonable.
Irina looked at Meg, thought for a while, and nodded.
As the most powerful race of the Devils, the Fear of the Devils occupies the three most prosperous islands in the center of the Devil's Islands.
They have the strength to stand out from the Devil's Islands, a top-level fear demon ancestor, more than five ten-level demons, and a strong fear army, this strength has been comparable to the Goblin.
However, McGonagall is not flustered. According to the system, when he robs, the stronger the outside intervention, the stronger the thunder. If the whole fearful demon is twisted in, what happens will he not know, but he suffers. It must be a fearful demon.
On the island west of the Fear Islands, there is a hall built of black gimmicks. A tall demon sitting on the throne of the throne and enjoying the elf massage raised his hand, and a waiter stepped forward. .
The devil's face is twice as long as the average person. The upper half of the face is densely covered with eyes, and the red eyelids are open and closed at the same time, emitting a fearful atmosphere.
"I heard that there will be a batch of new goods on the side of the evil demon tomorrow. You will take a look at me. I will buy all the good looks. I played a few days ago and I have to make up for it." Bashir The voice hoarsely said, the sound is as harsh as the iron block friction.
"Yes." The attendant was respectful.
"Let's go, I am going to sleep, today..." Bashir's gaze swept over the elfs with some gaze on his eyes, and reached out and squeezed the chin of a petite elf. "You are waiting."
The elf's eyes showed a bit of horror, and his lips did not dare to speak.
The other elves looked at her with some pity. The same sadness in the heart, the selected elves, none of them had a good end, the dead sisters, already do not know how many, but more sisters are constantly being bought. , fell into this endless abyss.
Fear of the demon is the most powerful demon race, the forest of the wind acquiesced in their transactions, and it is even more impossible to offend the devil for their offense.
Bashir stood up and took the pony's waist with one hand and left.
"Bassil old dog, come out and die!"
At this moment, an arrogant and loud voice rang in the sky and spread across three fear islands.
"boom!"
With the vibration of the ground, a thunder sounded almost in the ears of everyone.
"what!"
The elves screamed, and the feet were unstable and even fell to the ground.
The devils in the temple are also face to face, who is afraid to run to the fear of the devil island to provoke, and directly launched the attack.
Bashir looked cold, loosened the hand holding the petite, and sneered: "Oh, I haven't met the guy who dared to come here to challenge him for many years."
"boom!"
"boom!!"
Bashir’s voice just fell, and there were two thunders. The vibration on the ground became more and more obvious. Even the hanging on the wall fell off and rolled on the ground.
"Bassil old dog, do you want to be a tortoise turtle? Or are you a horrible demon family are shrinking turtles?"
The voice became more and more arrogant, accompanied by thunder, like a loud slap in the face of Bashir.
"Hey!" Bashir snorted and walked toward the entrance of the main hall, and disappeared at the door of the main hall.
The purple lion cub fluttered over the fearful demon island like a purple lightning. The mouth spewed a group of purple ball lightning, falling on the building below the island. The spherical lightning exploded and made a loud noise, destroying the buildings.