People born in modern society can easily come up with a misunderstanding, that is, since a football field can accommodate several thousand people, then an army of several thousand people cannot occupy much space when stationed.

But in fact, because the army needs to consider many things when stationed, even if it is a temporary rest, rather than a long-term camp, the area will be much larger than a modern person would expect.

Especially in an era when productivity is backward, the army needs a larger area when stationed.

After all, the modern army has various vehicles and aircraft as vehicles, while in ancient times there were only pack horses and ox carts.

The carriage carrying the "cargo" and also carrying two uninvited guests entered the camp and walked for a long time before stopping.

A dozen imperial soldiers dressed in purple were already waiting there. After shouting something difficult to hear to the Cusset cavalry escorting the carriage, they unloaded the "cargo" carried on the carriage.

Attila, who had slipped to the side with Milin, looked at the goods that were dragged off the carriage and piled aside with a stiff face, and asked Milin in a low voice:

"Master, what are these?"

"These are the big bad guys." Milin, who may have prepared his psychology in advance and whose expression was much calmer than Attila's, gave a very childlike answer.

"..." Attila, who was confused because he couldn't understand the scene in front of him, was made even more confused by Milin's answer.

Milin, who knew that Attila was not asking about these things, said, "You'll know if you look carefully."

After hearing what Milin said, Attila did not continue to ask any more questions and turned his attention back to the corpses piled into several piles after getting off the carriages.

As if cooperating with Milin's words, several imperial soldiers picked through the piles of corpses and then suddenly bent down and pulled out a "corpse" from inside.

After a weak twitch, the "corpse" that was pulled out stood up stiffly with the same movements as a zombie, and then took the initiative to walk towards the camp.

"...???" Attila showed a shocked expression when he saw this scene.

"Normally, they are already dead." Milin, who noticed Attila's shock, explained from the side: "But death cannot really escape from these things."

"What are these people doing?" Attila asked, not quite understanding what his master was talking about.

"Follow us and you'll find out." Milin said as he crouched and leaned along the shadows in the camp.

Attila also walked up after hesitating for a moment.

Perhaps the place where the cargo carriages stopped was not far from where something happened. Attila, who had only walked a few steps behind Milin, heard bursts of faint wailing in his ears.

"The sound insulation effect is good." Milin said to himself as he looked at several tents that were larger than other tents.

"What?" Attila was stunned for a moment.

"Remember, don't get too excited no matter what you see." Milin reminded Attila and got into one of the tents.

Attila, who didn't know why his master reminded him like this, also followed in.

As soon as he entered, the miserable howl, which was just a vague sound, became the only sound in his ears. Just listening to this sound, you can feel how cruel the pain is for the person who made such a sad sound.

Along with the screams, there was also a disgusting stench that was so strong... It wasn't just the pure smell of blood, there was also a stench that smelled like something that was rotten and more than ten times more disgusting.

Gu Di

After enduring the first wave of impact from sound and smell, came the visual impact.

It's not like Attila has never seen torture. If Milin asked her to torture an enemy one day, she would be able to calmly inflict a lot of torture.

But even the most cruel execution method that Attila could imagine can be regarded as merciful in front of him... At least, what Attila was trying to obtain when he tortured others, and what he saw in front of him could be described in words. The scene where you will be 404'd in a matter of minutes is more like execution for the sake of execution, torture for the sake of torture.

"...e, I remember a little game I played back then called Cemetery Executioner." Looking at the scene in front of him, Milin showed a trace of nostalgia.

"Master... vomit... Master..." It took Attila a while to control himself from spitting out.

"So this is the real Slaanesh..." Milin sighed as he rubbed Attila's little head.

The most common misunderstanding that many Fourth Natural Disasters have about Slaanesh is that they take it for granted that they specialize in Slaanesh when they see the name. But in fact, the torture in front of them that challenges the lower limit of cognition is the true appearance of the S Party.

It is the ultimate pain, not the ultimate pleasure...or in other words, for Party S, the ultimate pain is also the ultimate pleasure.

"Master..." Attila finally understood why Milin just gave such an innocent answer.

Because after seeing the scene before him, Attila understood that these enemies had nothing to do with their camp, beliefs, or interests. They were just pure bad guys.

Pure evil that even a somewhat ideal villain would be ashamed to associate with.

At the same time, after calming down, Attila also noticed some special power permeating this camp, which his master rated as having good sound insulation.

Although Attila could not understand what this special power was, she immediately discovered that under the influence of this special power, people who suffered various tortures in this camp could never die...or rather, they could never die. Take your last breath.

Even if the muscles are torn by saw teeth, the bones are smashed, the internal organs and brains are scattered on the ground, and the remaining limbs are soaked in corrosive liquids, they are still "alive"

Attila, who noticed this, remembered what Milin said before

"Cutting off the head is perhaps the greatest mercy."

Because among these souls who are undergoing eternal torture, there are not only ordinary people wearing ordinary clothes who look like residents of the surrounding villages, but also those Kuset soldiers who were defeated in the forward battle.

Although the interaction between the master and the apprentice was insignificant in the camp filled with wailing, it was still noticed by the executioner who had long since changed beyond recognition.

Perhaps when Milin and Attila first walked in, the executioner who looked like the executioner under Xerxes in the movie The 300 had already noticed that these two An uninvited guest.

But he... or rather, it was not in a hurry to entertain new guests. Instead, it used the bone-chopping knife that directly replaced an arm to chop the victim on the chopping board into pieces bit by bit, and then lifted up the "meat forest" hanging around him. "The curved hook came towards Milin and Attila.

As he walked, he let out a high-pitched laugh that was completely inappropriate for his fat body.

Milin raised his hand and held down Attila to pull out the Evil Holy Sword and purify everything in front of him:

"Leave me alone, there is no need to alert the enemy for the time being."

As he spoke, Milin took out a large triangular metal helmet from his storage space and put it on his head, saying in a loud voice:

"S Party, right? Executioner, right? Come on, call daddy."

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