The Dark King C626

Chapter 626

“It should be because he is too outstanding. You are worried that you can't control him.”Dudian's face was calm but there was a deep meaning in his words, “It is a good thing that the weapon is sharp. If you are worried that you can't control it and try to destroy it in order to avoid being used by others, then it would be sad and useless. What do you think?”

“You are right. I didn't expect you to know more than me at such a young age.”Richelieu smiled and took the opportunity to compliment dudian. In any case, compliments were free but would bring benefits to himself, it didn't matter if the person was a friend or an enemy.

Dudian frowned as he saw Richelieu's modest attitude. He took out a small iron bottle from his pocket: “This is sleeping potion. I'm going out. You take the medicine and rest here. Wait for me to come back.”

Richelieu looked at the small black iron bottle in his hand, he forced a smile: “I am completely loyal to you. I will never betray you. Moreover we are in the same boat. If I betray you it will be the same as death. I Can't go back to the monastery. If you are worried then you can send people to monitor me.”

“No one here is stronger than you.”Dudian indifferently said: “You are right. If you are a smart person then you should not betray me because you will die!”! But I can not put my life on the body of a person who is not clear whether he is smart or stupid. Do you understand?”

Richelieu was speechless: “Alright, I'll eat it.”He took the small iron bottle and opened it. He poured out two black pills. The pills emitted a strange fragrance. He looked at them and threw them into his mouth.

“The quantity is not enough.”Dudian said: “Although this is made by a great potion master. Only one of them can make a senior hunter unconscious. But your physique is much higher. You Don't need to be polite with this bottle.”

Richelieu's mouth twitched. He saw Dudian's unquestionable eyes and knew that it was useless to say more. He poured the whole bottle into his mouth and slowly swallowed it. At the same time he hid some of it behind his teeth, he hoped that the part he swallowed would not make him fall asleep.

Soon, the drowsiness slowly hit him. Richelieu sighed in his heart. He pretended to be extremely tired. He turned around and walked to the sofa. His body slanted and fell on the sofa. Soon there was a slight snoring sound.

“The effect is so fast.”Nicholas exclaimed.

Dudian glanced at Richelieu's feet: “I'm just pretending to sleep. Go and get the things from my basement.”

“Pretending to sleep?”Nicholas was stunned. He noticed that Dudian had glanced at the place. He turned around and saw Richelieu's body lying on the sofa. Although he was fast asleep.., but the position of his body wasn't deviated. Moreover his feet were very close to the sofa. How could a person who was tired to the point of falling down be in the mood to think about the sleeping position?

Nicholas looked at Richelieu who was still pretending to sleep on the sofa. He didn't expect that the Pope would have such an embarrassing moment.

At the same time, he admired Dudian. If it was him, he wouldn't be able to tell that the pope was pretending to sleep. He didn't even think that such a legendary figure would pretend to sleep.

“Why are you still in a Daze?”Dudian frowned.

Nicholas quickly walked to the basement: “Yes.”He quickly returned with syringes in his hands.

Dudian grabbed one of the syringes. It was a light green liquid which was also the liquid form of the broken down mulberry leaves. The liquid form was different from the dried grass that was used to make 'cigarettes'. First of all, the effect was fast. It was directly injected into the blood. Unless it was someone with magic marks ability who could control the blood in the body.., otherwise, it would be difficult to get rid of the components of the mulberry leaves in the blood.

The tobacco made from Hay needed to be inhaled in a certain amount to accumulate certain components in the blood. It was addictive and slow to take effect. However, the advantage was that it was fast and convenient to make. Moreover, the liquid residue could be treated as waste, it was not a waste.

For people who were already addicted, the effect of the tobacco made from Hay was better. It was like the primer of a bomb. It could directly trigger the strong desire in their blood.

Dudian went up to Richelieu's arm and used his hand to strangle it. Soon he saw the protruding veins. He injected it into the veins: “It depends on your performance.”

Richelieu was shocked when he heard Dudian say “Pretend to sleep”. At this moment he secretly took a glance at the things that Dudian had injected into his body. His heart was cold. He didn't think that this kid would be so evil and willful!

Soon, the unbearable but pleasurable itch slowly crawled out of his body. This time it was stronger than the last time. It spread from his internal organs to his whole body. It seemed that all parts of his body were bitten by countless insects, it was unbearable.

He tried to endure but his body trembled uncontrollably. He knew that he couldn't hide it anymore. He sat up and scratched his arms and neck, he begged Dudian: “I was wrong. Please give me the antidote. I know I was wrong.”

“You are really not smart.”Dudian shook his head.

Richelieu couldn't care about Dudian's taunt. He felt itchy all over his body. He wanted to peel off his skin. His eyes were red as he grabbed Dudian's arm, he begged: “Please give me the antidote. Please!”

“If you are willing to kneel down and show complete surrender then I will consider it.”Dudian indifferently said.

Nicholas's eyelids twitched as he heard Dudian's words!

Richelieu's body stiffened. He looked up at Dudian in disbelief. However he saw that the youth's expression was as cold as ice. He was angry. He let go of Dudian's hand and lowered his head, he clenched his teeth.

Time passed by second by second.

Richelieu felt that the strange itch on his body was getting stronger and stronger. On the contrary, the previous strong humiliation and anger were getting weaker and weaker, he couldn't help but scratch his body again. His nails scratched his skin but he didn't feel pain. Instead he felt comfortable. He clenched his teeth and continued to scratch.

Soon, he felt his fingers wet and sticky. When he lowered his head to look, he was shocked. He saw that his arm was covered in bloody marks. Some parts of his arm had been scratched so deeply that it was a bloody mess, however, he did not feel any pain at all.

“If this continues, I will claw myself to death.”This thought appeared in his mind. He immediately stopped, but the strange itch all over his body was even stronger. It was as if his entire heart was being gnawed by insects. The Strange Itch was unbearable, he couldn't help but shrink into a ball. It seemed that this could alleviate the feeling.

“I will give you three minutes to consider.”Dudian's voice sounded.

Richelieu was lying on the red carpet next to the sofa. He looked up and saw Dudian standing a few meters away. He was holding an expensive cigarette wrapped in snow paper. The cigarette was lit and he was gently inhaling it, the smoke was coming out of his mouth and out of his mouth.

Dudian's cigarette wasn't made from mulberry leaves. It was made by him alone. It was similar to the cigarettes of the old era. It was less harmful and less addictive. It was easy to give up.

Richelieu saw Dudian smoking the cigarette. He felt as if there were countless worms crawling on his throat. The itch was unbearable. He wanted to scratch his throat but he thought of the blood stains on his arm, he hit the ground and growled. At this moment he didn't think about why Dudian didn't get poisoned but smoked the “Antidote”.

“Last minute.”Dudian took out a mulberry leaf cigarette from his pocket. He rolled it onto the straw paper. He walked to Richelieu and loosened his fingers. The cigarette fell to the ground.

Richelieu saw the falling cigarette. His eyes were wide open and he quickly reached out to pick it up.

Before his palm touched the cigarette, the toe of a leather shoe stepped on it. It slightly twisted the cigarette and slowly moved away.

Richelieu looked at the scene in a daze. He suddenly felt an overwhelming anger and humiliation. He raised his head and stared at Dudian with red eyes, but what he saw was still the cold face.

He clenched his teeth and even bared his teeth. He wanted to punch the face but he knew that he would be defeated before he could hit him.

Time slowly passed in the stalemate. The humiliation and anger slowly weakened again. The hunger and desire turned into the voice of the Devil. He repeatedly hypnotized himself in his mind. As long as he took a sip, he would be free.

No one saw him here. He didn't lose face..

Moreover, he had long been defeated by him. He didn't have face to save..

His boots were clean and didn't get dirty..

He slowly stretched out his trembling hand. He picked up the cigarette and covered it in his palm. There was a trace of moisture in his eyes. At the same time, strong hatred and killing intent burst out. However, he lowered his head, he didn't dare to let Dudian notice.

A box of matches was thrown in front of him.

Dudian turned back to Aisha and said to Nicholas: “Go to the basement and get another bottle of sleeping pills.”

“Yes.”Nicholas replied. He secretly glanced at the pope who was kneeling on the ground. There was a bit of complex and fear in his eyes.

Richelieu couldn't wait to light up the cigarette. He put it into his mouth and took a big breath. He felt as if he had jumped from Hell to heaven. The unbearable itch and the crazy emptiness disappeared in an instant, there was only a comfortable feeling as if he had fallen into the clouds. There was no pain. It was as if his soul had left his body and was soaring in the sky.

Dudian looked at Richelieu's intoxicated face. There was a trace of emotion in his eyes. He knew that the two injections of mulberry leaf liquid had completely penetrated into his blood. He could no longer quit. Moreover, every time after the injection.., he had made Richelieu endure to the limit again and again. In the end he had given him the dried leaves. This kind of drug addiction would only make him stronger and harder to resist!

Moreover, the effects of this thing had been shown. Not only would it make people intoxicated but it would also wear down one's willpower, spirit and other aspects.

After Nicholas took back the sleeping pills, Dudian let Richelieu take them. Soon, Richelieu fell asleep.

Dudian said a few words to Nicholas and took Aisha out of the castle.

In an old castle in the town of Loen.

This was a small town in the bustling western district of the commercial district. Although it was a town, but it was extremely prosperous. The people living in this town were either rich or noble. The streets were full of judges and priests of the Holy Church, there were also teams of patrolling soldiers. The security here was very safe. In the past ten years, there had not been any incidents of attacks by the dark cult, let alone robbers, thieves, and so on.

The Lord of the small town was the Lucran family. This family name was extremely famous, and almost everyone in the upper-class noble circle knew of it. Lucran West, one of the eight cardinal bishops of the Holy See, was the current head of the family.

At this moment, in the underground of the main castle of the Lucran family castle, warm cheers rang out from outside a round platform. This was an extremely spacious underground square, built exactly like the arena outside, the high dome was inlaid with densely packed fluorescent stones of high value. The faint light that scattered down illuminated the interior of the square, and at the same time, it was somewhat dark and hazy.

At this moment, on the circular platform surrounded by iron wires, a brawny man of nearly two meters tall was fighting with a petite woman who was less than 1.7 meters tall. This woman had wheat-colored skin and brown hair. At a glance, one could tell that she was from a commoner's background, there were many wounds on her body. The most eye-catching part was her attire, which was extremely revealing. Her upper body was only a tube top while her lower body was only a short underwear.

The burly man's attire was similarly simple. His upper body was naked, while his lower body was short pants, revealing his bulging muscles like a dragon. He was like a humanoid tank.

“Kill! Kill! Kill!”

“Kill her!”

“Kill This Bitch!”

The crowd below the stage roared loudly. Some people covered their mouths with their hands as microphones to make their voices louder.

Most of these people had blonde hair. They wore expensive silk clothes and gold, silver, and jade accessories. They had an extraordinary temperament, but at this moment, they were like a group of bulls in heat, shouting at the top of their lungs.

Bang!

The brawny man seized the opportunity and punched the woman's abdomen.

The woman immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood, and her body bent into a shrimp.

The Brawny Man's face was full of malevolence, and he did not show any mercy. He grabbed her hair and punched her face. With a bang, the woman's nose bone was shattered, and blood flowed out.

Seeing this fierce battle, which had a huge disparity in strength, the cheers from the audience became even crazier. Countless people shouted excitedly. At the same time, someone threw a gold coin onto the barbed wire fence. The sound of the gold coin landing on the stage was extremely beautiful.

“Beat, beat her chest!”

“Beat this bitch to death and crush her body!”

The cheers below the stage were excited.

Chapter end