Durin's Diary

Chapter 773 Blockade
The middle-aged church member gasped. He looked at the withered face before him and shouted, "It's the Withered Demon Lord!"

What is the Withering Lord?

Du Lin felt that this guy was neither very strong nor very weak, he was just a little bit durable - Du Lin really didn't hold back in that kick just now, and under normal circumstances, this guy would have been dead long ago.

But it may also be because this guy is now dead, just like Du Lin, so this kick will not kill him.

"The Withered Demon Lord is one of the great demons of the Kind Grandmother. He is very... dangerous..." The middle-aged church member said this, and then fell silent as he looked at the so-called Demon Lord in front of him who had no power to resist.

You should go to the bishops.

………………

Ten minutes later, Madam Liz and several legendary bishops walked into the basement, and then they saw Durin tying up the withered-faced man with various torture instruments - first, the heavy torture instruments on his hands and feet, and then the metal nails pierced into his ribs, which were shining with silver light and were obviously enchanted with sacred attributes.

The Withered Demon Lord, who once made everyone shudder, now had a wrinkled face as if it was some inconvenient to explain body organ, and he didn't look like he was in his prime at first glance.

"I heard that you kicked him and seriously injured him, right?" asked Mrs. Liz.

Yes, I didn’t listen to the information from Lord Withering, you know.

Du Lin looked at Mrs. Liz out of curiosity.

"This is Akamaros Blight, the Lord of Blight, one of the four great demons of that name."

With Mrs. Liz's introduction, Du Lin learned about the information of the Withered Demon Lord.

First of all, this guy is considered a kind of undead creature. As the god of "life", the kind grandmother has the art of immortality, which sounds pretty good. After all, it is human nature for living beings to seek eternal life.

It’s a pity that the kind grandmother’s eternal life often means imprisoning the soul of a living being in his or her increasingly decaying body.

For example, the Withered Demon Lord, this guy not only has a withered face, but his entire body is also withered. His body itself is a warehouse of corrupt viruses, but at the same time, his body also has a high resistance, which allows it to take Durin's kick and still get away with it.

If someone else had taken Du Lin's kick, I'm afraid his grave would have been overgrown with grass.

"This guy, I can't beat him in a one-on-one fight. If you count your grandfather, the two of us only have a 50% chance of winning against him. We need to count one more person to have a greater chance of defeating him." After Mrs. Liz said this, Du Lin understood - Du Lin stretched out his hand and tilted the head of the Withered Demon Lord towards everyone, allowing everyone to see that there were six silver steel nails nailed into the Withered Demon Lord's neck.

·Then it shouldn't be a problem if I lock him up like this now.

"I'm afraid you'll crucify him. In that case, maybe he can actually escape. After all, if he's truly purified, he can escape from his body in spirit form, which would actually give him a chance to start over." The old bishop of the Church of the God of Suffering sighed.

Then Du Lin didn't do it.

Soon, the archbishops of various churches also arrived, and they brought more professional torture instruments - first, they locked the Withered Demon Lord's legs together with silver-infiltrated anklets, and then used silver-infiltrated steel nails as thick as Durin's two thumbs to nail the Withered Demon Lord's ankles firmly together and then buckled the Withered Demon Lord's legs with anklets.

Then do the same with both hands.

Next was the ribs. Two long silver-infiltrated nails were driven into almost every gap between the ribs.

Then comes the mouth. Since the Withered Lord is an undead creature, the church also gives him enough respect - the melted blessed silver water is poured directly into the Withered Lord's mouth.

Then, a side-opening 'mask' was used to lock the Withered Demon Lord's entire mouth and head together - this was to prevent the Withered Demon Lord from making his own moves - this was not acceptable, as the major churches were preparing to bring this Demon Lord back to the Nameless Temple.

Once you get to the temple, you really won't be able to be stubborn.

Oh, by the way, why did you give him the healing potion?

Du Lin watched curiously as the bishops pulled out the corks of the healing potion, then inserted the two bottles of medicine upside down into the slots on the top of the mask.

"Because the Withered Lord will be weakened if he comes into contact with the healing potion," Mrs. Liz explained. Du Lin exclaimed and looked at Wellington.

Feels a bit like us.

How can he be similar to us? Compared to the Lord of Withering, I look like a good person!
Wellington was anxious.

………………

The archbishops led the demon king through the portal - this door was opened by the anonymous person himself. I believe that with this guy, we will soon have the answer to where the kind grandmother's garden is.

After all, no matter how much of a demon lord this guy is, and no matter how powerful his master is, they are still inferior to the real demon and the four evil gods.

Dulin began to arrange people to purify the underground river - the underground river in Lille City leads directly to the sewer, and almost all blocks will be infected by this barrel of virus. Moreover, there is more than one entrance to the underground river. If Dulin came in person, he would have to prepare at least a few more barrels for the city.

"Leave it to me." Wellington took on the task of thoroughly investigating the underground river, and then jumped into the underground river with several bone dogs.

Du Lin watched the old man leave, then glanced at Mrs. Liz. Her eyes were very melancholy, but she finally left without saying a word.

The women of this era are so great. They are hardworking, brave, fearless of risks, and are good mothers, good wives, and good elders.

Eleven felt a little emotional when he said this.

Daju was very surprised.

What were you talking about just now? Are there other women who are not like this?

This only proves that in the world you live in, there are equally amazing women who are willing to make sacrifices for their children, even if it means mistreating themselves.

At this point, Eleven sighed.

Speaking of which, Du Lin, what do you think we would do if it were us?

Besides the underground river, where else can the city be polluted at the fastest speed?

Du Lin asked as he walked out of the building.

Then, both he and they were attracted by the tall castle in the north of the city.

The viruses we know about now are known to be able to dissolve in aerosols.

Daju said.

It snowed in Lille a few days ago, and the air pressure is low now. These viruses are not ordinary viruses, and the cold has no effect on them.

Eleven looked up the weather forecast.

And Durin looked at the tall tower at the edge of the castle in the distance.

Is anyone living in the castle in the north?

The middle-aged church member who was locking the door shook his head when he heard this: "The city lord likes to live in the villa. The castle is cold and damp in the winter. Apart from a few young people who are responsible for taking care of the castle, no one else will live there."

That's great, let's go see the castle.

(End of this chapter)