"Okay, end your guessing game. Tell me your information." Xiao Chen said unhappily.
"I have nothing more to say. With your strength, after I reveal the information, you have only one choice: to kill me. You are neither qualified to make a deal with me nor have the courage to let me go back. Because after I go back, I can destroy you all with just a few words. No, your destruction is already inevitable. No matter what, the Shadow Group will finish you off. Haha..."
Before Makola could finish his words, two soldiers with long sticks rushed up, kicked him to the ground, and hit him on the buttocks with sticks one after another.
"Damn it, why are even the bad guys so determined to die rather than surrender?" Xiao Chen muttered to himself.
The two men beat each other for fifty times in a row. Makola had never suffered such torture since he started fighting. He couldn't help but scream.
After fifty strokes of the cane, Makola was covered in blood. He said with a grin, "If you think this is the case..."
"Another fifty."
Without the protection of fighting spirit, Makola was already dying after a hundred blows. He lay on the ground, pointing at Xiao Chen in the seat, his mouth trembling for a long time but unable to utter a word.
"Okay. The good thing about this place is..." Xiao Chen clapped his hands, and the wounds on Markola's body began to recover miraculously. After a few seconds, he returned to the way he was when he first came here. "You can recover to the way you came back at any time. However, the memory of pain is probably unforgettable."
Makola turned around to look at his waist and hips, and found that the wound had completely disappeared, but the heart-wrenching pain he had just felt was still so clear.
"Beating with a stick is only the lightest punishment here. If you don't cooperate, I can only try one by one. You are probably more familiar with these things than I am. You can imagine them by yourself. Do I need to say more?"
"Haha, hahaha." Macola laughed.
"why are you laughing?"
"Haha, this is indeed an illusion. Since it is an illusion, what should I be afraid of? You can't really hurt my body, and the pain I suffer is all fake." After saying these words, Markola sat cross-legged on the ground and stopped talking.
Xiao Chen waved his hands helplessly and the soldiers dragged him away. In this world, he could conjure up anything he wanted, so instruments of torture appeared out of thin air.
However, during this execution, Makola's performance was completely different. He closed his eyes and said nothing. Even when his body was beaten badly, he only groaned twice and no longer shouted.
Xiao Chen closed his eyes and meditated on the high seat, as if he didn't want to see him being tortured, but in fact, almost every part of this world was him. The King of Hell was him, the soldiers were him, the raging fire outside was him, and the terrifying torture instruments were also him. Xiao Chen had no interest in torturing and abusing people. On the contrary, he hated these things from the bottom of his heart. He knew that if he continued like this, things would exceed his bottom line.
This is no small matter. As a magician who cultivates spiritual power, if he cannot grasp his own heart, it is normal for his realm to be shaken and he to get hurt and suffer backlash.
The soldiers carried Markola up again. As soon as the latter recovered from his injuries, he smiled coldly at Xiao Chen, "You can continue. This is a good practice for me. It allows me to experience various feelings of injury and better control my body. Most people don't have such an experience. When they experience this feeling, their body is ruined. Tell me, isn't it amazing? When I left the role of the torturer and began to experience it seriously, the pain became less unbearable."
"I really admire you." No matter what, he also felt that Makola was a tough guy. Such a person could do things that others could not do, so he would naturally be respected. At least Xiao Chen was not sure that he could do this. "Since you are no longer afraid of these punishments, then there is no point in me doing anything here."
As soon as Xiao Chen finished speaking, the whole world trembled and turned dark.
In the real world, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and said to the people around him: "The dream judgment magic failed. We encountered a diehard who was subjected to a punishment that I couldn't bear to watch, but still refused to speak."
"Can't you just read his memory after he dies?" asked Ganno.
"You can only see some recent fragments. This person has too many things in his mind, so there will be a lot of information loss."
Ganor looked at Makola who had just woken up with disgust and said, "I said that fake things can't fool people. First, chop off his hands, then dig out his eyes, and finally make him unable to be a man. I want to see how long he can hold on. If he really holds on, then kill him. No matter how many soul fragments we can read, it will be great if we can cut off one of Yepes' arms in this operation. Then throw his body into Giles' house, and that guy will help us deal with him!"
"You... You are Ganuo!" Makola stared at Ganuo and shouted, "I remember your voice!"
Ganuo pulled off the triangular bandana on his face and said, "So what if you recognized me? You still have to die. Now that you have explained everything, I will let you die quickly."
"So that's how it is!" He turned to look at Xiao Chen and said, "The person behind you is actually Lord Roland. No wonder you know my actions so well and are so bold! Sancho actually cheated us like this."
"It doesn't matter anymore. Sir Xiao Chen, let your men take action!" Ganuo said.
Xiao Chen was about to refuse, but then Makola spoke up: "Lord Ganor, I surrender! I am willing to work with Lord Roland. That guy Yepes has always excluded me, and I have long been unwilling to work with him. Just like this time when he went out on a mission without notifying me at all. I worked under him before because there were no big shots in the temple to rely on. If Lord Roland can accept me, I will definitely help you deal with Yepes!"
"What a joke! How could we let you go?" Ganuo sneered.
"Really, I understand now. You need to gain enough say in the Shadow Group, so you must place people in the Shadow Group. How could someone who comes here rashly know the details of the Shadow Group as well as I do? There are many important things in the Shadow Group that will not be recorded, and only people like us know them. They are all stored here." Markola nodded his head.
Seeing that the other party was listening to him seriously, he hurriedly continued: "Also, things always need people to execute them. No one knows those arrogant and powerful generals better than me. Not even Yepes knows them better than me. As long as you have me, you can master the power of the Shadow Group in the shortest time."