Evil Dragon: The young dragon I picked up keeps planning on becoming an empress Chapter 379: 240: Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance, is Evil Dragon

Chapter 379: Chapter 240: Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance, is Evil Dragon Lance?!

Lingchi, also known as death by a thousand cuts.

When she heard Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance explain this punishnt, she was not scared at all; instead, she found it intriguing.

The physical death by a thousand cuts seed uninteresting, but if such a punishnt could be applied to the soul, that would be truly fascinating.

Over the years, she had been studying how to apply this punishnt to the soul and had gained a little insight, but she had not yet found a suitable soul.

Only those souls that were extrely vicious and evil were qualified to experience this torture.

When she shared this idea with Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance back then, he praised her, saying that she would surely beco a qualified Interrogator in the future.

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He even said that she would certainly surpass and outdo him.

After becoming an Interrogator, her goal was to surpass Lance, the strongest, most sinister, and most cunning Judge in the history of The Abyss!

Before his defection, Lance was acknowledged by several of The Abyss’ royal families as the strongest Judge, and they even joined forces to establish a new Judicial Tribunal for him.

The highest officer of this Judicial Tribunal was Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance.

At the ti, when the Dark Magic Dragonkin investigated cases, he could freely mobilize Judges and Interrogators from various royal families to assist him in his investigations.

He could even command a certain amount of the Demon Army to help him pursue criminals.

It could be said that at that ti, Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance held power that could threaten so of the higher-ranking mbers of the Demon Race.

Even so ancient families were at risk.

Under normal circumstances, suddenly leaping to the status of a hotshot new aristocrat in The Abyss, one should take the opportunity to cultivate their own power base.

But Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance didn’t do so. After rising to power, he saw no difference between aristocrats and commoners in his eyes.

He didn’t care about background. If there were Demons with the ability and talent suitable for being Interrogators or Judges, he dared to promote and appoint them directly.

To better cope with the extrely vicious criminals, he also drew a number of soldiers from various royal families to form a new, aggressive institution.

Na: Brocade Guards.

The uniforms and badges of the Brocade Guards were personally designed by Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance. To enhance their combat effectiveness, he also equipped the already strong Demon soldiers with embroidered spring swords.

Not long after the establishnt of the Brocade Guards, under the leadership of Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance, they quickly carved out a fierce reputation in The Abyss.

Even the fierce Demons would be terrified at the ntion of the Brocade Guards.

Because when executing missions, if criminals dared to resist with force, the Brocade Guards dared to kill them on the spot.

During the years when the Brocade Guards were most prominent, none of the extrely vicious Demons or the aristocrats of ancient families dared to confront the Brocade Guards head-on.

During the term of Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance, cri rates in all orderly cities of The Abyss dropped to their lowest.

Now… With the disappearance of Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance, the cri rate in The Abyss has gone back to what it was before.

The once-fad Brocade Guards are no longer as fierce and robust as they used to be.

The Judgnt Royal Court…

Now is only a na.

Because no Demon is able to mobilize Judges and Interrogators from other royal families to assist in investigations anymore.

Suman looked at the unconscious Athyst Young Dragon, recalling so scenes and images from when Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance served as the highest Judge.

What a pity.

The glorious era that once belonged to Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance has beco epheral.

The Athyst Young Dragon is quite cute.

If the once-present Dark Magic Dragonkin Lance were still here, seeing such a cute Athyst Young Dragon, he would probably take it ho to raise.

“Young Dragon, you should feel lucky that you can talk. If you were a human, not only would your fingers be pinched, but you might also be whipped.”

Suman placed her hand on the young dragon’s bald head, smiling as she stroked its head.

This little baldy… feels so good to the touch.

It’s just that its ntal resilience is too weak, and it’s extrely cowardly.

I have never seen such a timid dragon.

As a Judge for so long, this is the first ti I’ve seen a being from another race faint from the re tools of torture.

Suman lightly tapped the young dragon’s head with her whip, and with every strike, a red light glead on its head.

After three tis, the young dragon opened its eyes.

As it slowly lifted its head to survey its surroundings, its dragon mouth gaped, and it looked like it wanted to cry again.

Why am I still in the Demon’s trial room?

I had thought that by passing out, when I woke up again, I would have been taken back to the Alchemical City by the Evil Dragon. Now it seems I thought too much.

Not only have I not returned to the Alchemical City, I haven’t even seen the Evil Dragon.

Does the Evil Dragon know I was sent to The Abyss?

With the Evil Dragon’s abilities, he should be able to sense that I’m not in the villa, right?

If he can sense that I’m not in the villa, it’s just uncertain whether the Evil Dragon can discover that I’ve been transported to The Abyss.

If he can detect that, he will surely co to The Abyss to find .

Hurry up, the Demons here are too terrifying.

Their instrunts of torture are more terrible than the next.

Lingchi…

Finger clamping…

Tiger bench…

I don’t know if I can withstand these tortures.

“Awake? Then let continue to tell you about ‘lingchi.’ In my conception, ‘lingchi’ can not only…”

“I won’t listen I won’t listen I won’t listen…”

“Then will you beco my Familiar?”

“No.”

Demon Suman sat back down at the table in front of the young dragon, propped her whip under the young dragon’s chin, and lifted its dragon head up.

“Tell , what reason… makes you prefer to accept those tortures I ntioned, even if it ans crying and being forced, rather than becoming my Familiar? I’m a bit curious, a young dragon like you, too afraid to die, doesn’t seem like the type that would sacrifice itself for so belief.”

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