Irina led the elves out of the crypt. Their clothes were still ragged, but their mental outlook was changed.

The Kwai's brisk hands and feet, fresh air and fresh air were lifted up, looking at the vast sky. The feeling of freedom was that many spirits began to cry.

Irina held an old account book in her hand, and her expression was a little cold.

"What's the matter?" McGonagall, who had berthed the ship on the shore, looked at Elena's account book and asked.

"An account book records the sales of the elves they have captured in the past ten years." Elena hands the book to MEG.

McGonagall is casual. The account book records the number of wandering elves captured. However, in this account book, they are called piglets, and a large part of them died of struggle and abuse. The successful enslaved Elves were sold to different places, including demons, orcs, and even people in the Los empire.

Bashir's name appears very frequently. From ten years ago to a month ago, he has bought elves, and the number is more than 100.

"What are you going to do?" MEG returns the book to Elena.

"I want to kill." Irina said quietly, but under the calm there were waves.

"Let's start tonight with Bashir." McGonagall nodded. He could understand Elena's mood, and he could also think about the suffering of the wandering elves who were sold all over the world. The first one on the list was Bashir.

"Good." Irina nodded, her eyes softened a little.

"I've got the boat ready. I'm afraid it's not convenient to take them to fear Devil Island, so I'm going to let them go to chitose Island first, and we'll meet them when we return." MEG continued.

Irina took a look at the big ship on the sea not far away, looked back at the elves and said, "let's get on the boat, I'll take you."

After hearing the words, the elves quickly put away their emotions and waded into the boat orderly.

Although there was no strong one among the elves, they also had the strength of three or four levels. After clearing the badges and marks of the evil energy demons on the ship, the ship quickly turned around and sailed towards the south side of the crustacean island.

The Griffin hovered over the ship and sank two tracking ships and seven or eight flying mounts. After confirming that the ship had left the evil energy demon territory, it turned around and flew towards the direction of fear demon island.

"After a while, you and Xiaomi will be watching in the distance. I will kill Bashir as soon as possible and take away the trapped elves." Irina took MEG by the waist and whispered in his ear.

McGonagall's heart softened. Elena obviously didn't want to put him and Amy in danger. She shook her head with a smile and said, "I'm afraid it won't work this time. You and Xiaomi are staying a little far away. Let me go to the devil's island for a robbery first."

"To rob?" Irina looks at MEG suspiciously.

"My strength will be restored to level 9, but it's different from ordinary breakthrough because it's restored. It will cause natural calamity. I have to carry it to succeed." MEG explained with a smile.

"Even if you break through the Ninth level, you are still not Bashir's opponent." Irina shook her head.

"Anyway, you can watch. With ah Zi, even if I can't fight, I can run." McGonagall said with a relaxed face that there was something hard to explain about the thunder robbery.

Irina looked at MEG, thought for a moment, and nodded.

As the most powerful race in demons, fear demons occupy the three most fertile and broad islands in the center of demons islands.

They have the strength to be proud of the demon islands, a top fear demon ancestor, more than five level 10 demons, and a powerful fear legion, which is comparable to the goblin clan.

However, McGonagall is not flustered. According to the system, the stronger the external intervention, the stronger the thunder robbery. If the whole fear demons are entangled in, he does not know what will happen, but it must be the fear demons who will suffer.

On the island to the west of the fear islands, there is a hall made of black skeletons. A tall demon who is sitting on the throne of skeletons and enjoying the massage of elves raises his hand, and a servant comes forward and kneels on one knee.

The devil's face is twice as long as that of ordinary people. The upper half of the face is full of eyes. The red eyes open and close at the same time, emitting a frightening smell.

"It's said that there will be another batch of new goods from the evil energy devil tomorrow. You can go and have a look for me. All the good looking ones will be bought back. A few days ago, they died. You have to make up for them." Bashir said in a hoarse voice, which was as harsh as the friction of iron.

"Yes." The attendant replied respectfully.

"Let's go, I'm going to bed. Today..." Bashir's eyes swept over the elves who had some dodgy eyes, and he reached out and pinched the chin of a petite elf. "You're the one to serve."

The ELF's eyes showed a bit of panic, pursed his lips and did not dare to make a sound.

The other elves looked at her with pity. They were also sad. None of the selected elves came to a good end. The number of dead sisters was unknown, but more sisters were bought and fell into this endless abyss.

Fear demons are the most powerful demons. Wind forest acquiesces in their trade, and it is impossible to offend fear demons for them.

Bashir stood up, took the ELF's waist in one hand, and was about to leave.

"Old Bashir, come out and die!"

At this time, an arrogant and loud voice sounded in the sky, spread all over the three islands of fear.

"Boom!"

With the vibration of the ground, a thunder almost exploded in everyone's ears.

"Ah

The elves screamed and even fell to the ground.

The demons in the temple are also looking at each other, who dare to run to the fear of Devil Island to provoke, and launched a direct attack.

Bashir, with a cold face, let go of the hand holding the elf and said with a sneer, "Oh, I haven't met anyone who dares to challenge me here for many years."

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

As soon as Bashir's voice fell, there were two more thunders. The ground shaking became more and more obvious, and even some skeletons hanging on the wall fell off and rolled on the ground.

"Old Bashir, do you want to be a turtle? Or are you all the scary demons turtles? "

The voice became more and more loud, accompanied by thunder, like a loud slap in Bashir's face.

"Hum!" Bashir snorted coldly and walked towards the gate of the main hall. He disappeared at the gate of the main hall.

Like a purple lightning, the purple Griffin flies over the devil's island of fear, spitting out clusters of purple spherical lightning, which falls on the buildings of the island below. The spherical lightning explodes and makes a loud noise, destroying buildings.