Chapter 578: Tarinan Town

"My Lord, in addition to this snake demon, there are 33 demons hiding in various places in the demiplane. We need to clear them out first or go to Tallinn Town." Kyle patted the black ash on his clothes and turned to ask.

"Don't worry about the demons. Since they choose to hide, they won't cause trouble. Let's go to Tallinn Town first to find the heart of the demiplane."

"Yes."

Outside the castle, chaos was rampant.

Some ambitious people saw the castle on fire and screamed, and began to gather strength to protect their own safety on the one hand and seize the opportunity on the other.

At the moment when the castle guards and servants fled the castle in a hurry, some crazy people who couldn't hold back began to riot.

As soon as Weilin came out of the castle, he saw dozens of masked bandits holding weapons and rushing towards the castle.

"Greedy."

Just as he finished his words, the ground suddenly shook violently, and hundreds of vines broke out of the ground and penetrated the bodies of those masked thieves at an astonishing speed.

In an instant, scarlet blood splashed everywhere, flowing rapidly along the texture of the stone slabs, staining the streets red.

The spies hiding in the dark watched this scene in horror, covering their mouths tightly, fearing that making a sound would attract the attention of the enemy.

Although they knew that their behavior was just a kind of self-comfort, in such a tense atmosphere, doing so could make them feel a little relieved.

Ignoring the scouts who were secretly spying on this place, Weilin asked Kyle to take him to the sky and head towards the border of Earl Bessiemer.

Only after confirming that Weilin and Kyle had gone far away did the spies hiding around the castle dare to emerge from the shadows. They looked at each other and could see the fear and relief in each other's eyes.

After a moment of silence, they silently took a few steps back, then turned around and left without hesitation, and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

...

Beside a lake, there stands a small town.

Looking down from the air, it was shrouded in colorful mist, and it was impossible to see the internal situation clearly.

Several armies were stationed dozens of kilometers away from Tallinn Town, each with different flags, with a number of people ranging from hundreds to thousands.

At a military camp on the west side of Tallinn Town, it was easy to judge that the more than 1,000 people were the army of Count Bessiemer, who was burned to slag by the [Holy Flame], through the noble flags of the other side.

"Master, do you need me to go down and clean them up directly?"

Kyle looked at the military camp below, which was full of lust in broad daylight, with a look of disgust in his eyes.

"Go ahead."

Anyway, he saw it all, so there was no reason to ignore it.

Kyle put his master outside the military camp and entered it.

Looking at the rising flames and the painful wails, Weilin couldn't help but have an idea in his mind: "Am I also participating in the plane war?"

After thinking for a moment, Weilin threw this idea out of his mind.

Strictly speaking, the place where he is now is the alien space under the mother of the world of Ilaria, not some other plane of the world.

"I hope the mother of the world can forgive my thoughts."

After thanking him devoutly in his heart, Weilin estimated the time and walked straight to the military camp.

Not long after entering the military camp, he saw two people tied to the flagpole, a man and a woman, with very arrogant expressions.

As for Kyle, he should still be busy now. There were sounds from time to time in the distance. It must be that the other party was cleaning up this military camp.

"Damn low-class bastard! Come and untie me! I can reward you ten acres... well, no, three acres of fertile land as a gift!"

The man who was tightly tied to the flagpole suddenly opened his bloodshot and turbid eyes, staring at the blurry figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, posing an arrogant attitude, and shouted at the top of his voice.

Weilin looked around and pointed at himself with a puzzled look on his face: "Are you talking to me?"

"I am the third daughter of Count Bessiemer. As long as you save me, I will reward you with ten women and make you a noble knight." The woman on the right promised Weilin weakly.

"Count Bessiemer, you are talking about the guy who was burned to slag."

The calm words hit the heart directly, making the two people feel like they fell into an ice cellar on the spot.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"You..."

Before the two people finished speaking, Weilin summoned the vine and stuffed it into their mouths accurately, blocking it tightly. Then he turned around and walked to the side, found a relatively clean bench, sat on it, crossed his legs, and waited for Kyle to come back.

An hour later, Kyle came to the main gate of the military camp with two heads.

"How is the situation?"

"I feel like I like torturing scum." Kyle threw the two hideous heads on the ground and said calmly.

The two people tied to the flagpole looked at the head rolling on the ground in horror, their bodies twisting with excitement, their pupils shrinking sharply, staring at Kyle, who was not stained with blood, and their hearts were filled with unspeakable fear.

"What's wrong with these two people? Why do you do this and bring back the heads alone?" Weilin sat up and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Hearing this, Kyle answered: "The one on the left likes to eat babies, and the one on the right likes to play with young children. I locked their souls in the heads and slowly burned them with holy flames."

"After three years, their souls will be destroyed in pain."

"It's too easy for them to die." Weilin looked at the two hideous heads with disgust, summoned the vines, and threw them out of the camp to avoid polluting his eyes.

Then, Weilin pointed to the two people tied to the flagpole and asked, "What's the situation with these two people?"

"The man on the right likes to rape, regardless of gender, age or young. The woman on the left is the same as her brother. I can feel the stench from their souls when I stand here."

Weilin asked, "How do you want to execute them?"

"A burning to purify their crimes." Kyle suggested.

Seeing this, Weilin said, "This is the person you caught, it's up to you to decide."

Seeing that his master had no objection, Kyle dismantled some military tents, threw them under the flagpole, and set them on fire.

In the blazing fire, the two people twisted their bodies in pain, but they couldn't make even the slightest sound. They could only stare with despair and watch themselves being completely engulfed by the fierce fire bit by bit.

Looking at the raging flames in front of him, while listening to Kyle's detailed narration, Weilin was very surprised that none of the more than 1,000 people were not beasts.

However, recalling that Kyle covered the entire castle with holy flames, it was not so surprising that the highest-ranking person who survived was actually a chef.

Three hours later, looking at the two piles of black ash, Weilin and Kyle decided to rest for a night and go to explore the town of Tallinan tomorrow.

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