Hearing these terrifying words, the three angels and witches on the side were trembling with fear and their faces turned pale. If they were not imprisoned by magic, they would really wish to commit suicide on the spot to avoid the torture of these two terrible living kings of hell.

Outside the torture chamber, Pan turned around and looked at Euphilia next to him with some surprise. There was a clear meaning in his eyes.

"You still say that this is your daughter? She is clearly a demon. If she is not a demon witch with such talent, it would be really unfair. We in the demon kingdom need such talents."

Dragon Queen: "...."

Euphilia was also dumbfounded. As an armed witch, she always felt that she was ruthless enough, but now with this daughter, she is simply a representative of compassion. After all, the enemies who die under her hands are often burped.

It's easy and not too painful.

But, Dorothy, is this what you said because you are afraid of pain and dare not go to the battlefield, so you don’t want to be an armed witch? No matter how you think about it, your enemy is more pitiful, and you should be more afraid, okay?

The Dragon Queen was speechless.

She always felt that her daughter would really go on the battlefield in the future, and she might be the kind of living death god who shouted how scary it was while pinning her enemies to the ground and brutally ravaging them until they were no longer human.

hiss....

When thinking of that terrible scene, Euphilia couldn't help but worry about her daughter's enemies.

In the torture room, the Goblin King slapped his head and then looked at the two ladies again.

She was just looking at the torture and had forgotten to ask. No wonder the two ladies just cried and said something and they were all tortured. It was a pity that she was enjoying the original sin at that time and didn't pay much attention to it.

Instead, he threw two tentacles to block their mouths.

Now that I think about it, I really feel sorry for these two ladies.

Well, red bean paste private Marseille.

The martial soul of Zhai worked hard for a moment without any sincerity, then narrowed his eyes and said.

"Two ladies, now you can tell your sins. After all, you don't want to try the happiness of this thing."

The Goblin King pointed at the stool next to him, and then turned it into a "happy" unicorn.

Well, this torture device is not suitable for children. I hope these two ladies can be tough and honest, so as not to frighten the children next to them.
Chapter completed!