Chapter 223:

The swamp is now called the Fortress of Tia, although it has been given several names before, but each was chosen by the newest ruler. However, the interior of the fort has changed to accommodate the metaphysics or potential ambitions of its inhabitants, and the exterior remains unchanged. It is an uncompromising stone tower. Its bricks have been precisely measured and chiseled. It is almost impossible. Unless you face the fortress wall, you can discover where one stone ends and where the other begins.
There are many legends surrounding its construction, mainly about its creation, the most popular and most likely story: it is the first building built nearby, and its commissioner, architect, and only mason is called Hao Grams of Bobo. In order to protect her human wife, a woman named Jacqueline is pregnant with a fivefold hybrid, which is the first fruit of mating between a noble angel (fallen or not) and an absurd human. Everyone survived-father, mother, children-starting from the five dynasties, descending from the increasingly polluted bloodlines and huge numbers of vendetta teams.
Of the eight members of the current regime, only three are in the fort tonight. Their ebullient general Augustine Pantahiya was an unrepentant war lover who was violent and cruel, sitting in high-backed chairs, usually in the seat of a regime in which their regime was clearly absent.
The others in the room could not hide their excitement.
Sass began to say: "If Neakapo is here, Lee Bad will control the situation by now."
General Pantaghiye replied: "It is under control." He has long hair like all members of the regime, although the Pentagon’s hair is gray, and his purple-black brow was scratched three times during the ceremony. The lower incisions, each incision is shorter than the thickness of a finger. They were repeatedly cut to make them proud of his forehead. These traces made him express eternal anger, even though his voice was weak and calm.
"What do you think?" Suth asked.
"I want to hear your theory too," Liz said. She stood on the far wall of the room, with her long white hair unkempt, watching her separated eyes, searching the fog outside under the fortress, looking for the felon. "He murdered all his orders. Li Huai should arrest him and execute him."
Suter said: "The trial will be better." He is the oldest in the room for centuries, despite the fact that he did a lot of cover-ups, his hair was dyed unnaturally black, his eyebrows were plucked, and his skin was white. It's very white. "Something that attracts people's attention."
Pan Tahiya said: "Distract them?"
"Start from the fact that Li Hao lost control," Liz said. "Isn't it time for Li Bad to be honest? If not now, when is it?"
Seuss said: "The general is right, general." "If Li Huai is a real example, it is that after a long public trial, plus some form of crucifixion, Li Huai will give back to Li. The love of bad citizens, and-"
"Li Badi's enemy is at the gate," he said to himself. "He has a follower."
"I said the most. But this is not a giraffe. This is a human woman."
"Then hell's most wanted villain is at the door of Li Badi's house. Do you have any preparations for this?" Pentecost wanted to know.
"It happens that I will, General! I designed a metal blanket whose lining will be filled with ice. Li Wei will put him to death. Eventually, of course, the ice will melt and the fire will be confusing, but I now use men and women Even the baby repeated the experiment 11 times to make sure my calculations are consistent."
"with?"
The general smiled almost imperceptibly. "When his muscles are fried in his own juice, when his skin is burned, he will be fully awake. Indeed, Li Bai will wisely arrange fuel for the fire so that he will not be fascinated by the smoke, which can easily lead to Death. Instead, he will be systematically cremated. But I found that this method pulled the victim into a strange posture, so I chained him up to prevent this posture. When they were in his flesh When cooking, it will force his bones to fracture."
"You have considered a lot," the general said in disgust.
"One must dream, general," Su Si replied.
"Until a few minutes ago, you didn't even know that Li Huai had a at the gate."
"No, but it's only a matter of time before someone challenges Li Badi, isn't it? Have confidence. The devil will not bear this day. He is one, and Li Badi is..."
"-Less than Li Bad should be." Liz said. "No one doubts why Li Huai's glorious leader is not here today? In the absence of any explanation that day, deadly mist filled the waste.... That thing, with a nailed face, is coming to visit? "
The general asked, "What are you accusing him of?"
"Overlord! I'm talking about Taishan, Li Huai's leader."
"I accuse him of being dead, probably the general. Did all of them disappear without any explanation? Of course they are dead! The creatures outside take as much power as possible to murder as his duty."
"What's that again?" Pan Tahiya said.
"Aren't you the general here?" L\'thi asked. "All you have to do is sit on the throne of the leader and ask some rude questions. This should be your area of ​​expertise."
Pantahiya rose from his position and said, "Yes."
"I led the whole army against the holy tribe and saw that they were repelled. I once put a place by Lucifer's table. When it was still a mud pit, I was a general of hell. I know exactly what's next. What will happen. That demon is going to kill Li Bai. When he tore the flesh from Li Bai’s bones, he will continue his crazy pursuit, no matter where it might lead him. In short, if Li Bai is completely Cherish life, Li Huai had better leave-not only to leave this conference hall, but also to leave itself."
While the council members were discussing their future, the Sinobi, who had been the subject of the conversation, opened the three triple iron gates that closed the fort from the city streets, and their locks shattered like ice.
At the same time, a group of weary travelers led by Li Bai Damu entered the city from the easternmost entrance: Yanke's Gate. There are hope towers on the left and right sides of the compound, but the tower is empty and the right door opened.
Yank's Gate provides them with the least impressive view of the city they have seen so far. It lies by the river, like the river they crossed on a strong iron bridge, and is therefore mainly occupied by those who do business with the river: demons try to keep the damned soul buried in their river alive . The jaws are in the adjacent mudflat, unable to protect themselves from the infestation of birds, which wander on the ground looking for worms and water, and find easier nutrients in the screaming bulbs, swallowing their faces, Pecking, eyes, tongue, nose, and nerves are pecking until the short-beaked bird can no longer eat, leaving the remaining rations to the heron and the Ibis Hell variants, which are better at piercing holes to reach the fat-rich brain organization.
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