The jailer and Hagrid showed ferocious looks like ferocious beasts, stood by and looked at Rona with admiration.
Rona knew that she was in great danger and shed tears of helplessness and pain.
A tall demon man, at least two meters and five centimeters tall, as big as a hill, with arms as thick as Rona's thighs.
He was wearing a black waterproof suit and a skull mask on his face, with only a pair of fierce and evil eyes visible through the mask.
These executioners were extremely strong, but the most terrifying thing was that they were as cold and cruel as machines, without any feeling at all, and could only execute people cruelly and brutally.
The jailer accepted Hagrid's kindness and said to Hagrid with a flattering face: "Boss, the scene will be very bloody. I'm afraid it will disgust you. Why don't you go out and have a drink? Wait for a while. When we find out something, we will call you in to watch. How about that?"
Hagrid nodded and left the torture chamber.
There is a room next to the torture chamber, which is not a cell. It is furnished with soft and comfortable sofas and an elegant and beautiful coffee table with wine, fruit plates and tea on it.
The wine container was very exquisite, made of purple jade crystal and carved with beautiful patterns. When the cork was opened, a rich aroma of wine wafted out.
The jailer respectfully poured a glass of wine for Hagrid: "Master, enjoy your meal."
After saying that, the jailer left the room, leaving Hagrid alone drinking delicious wine and eating delicious fruit. About ten minutes later, no jailer came in to report the results of the execution.
Hagrid shook his head contemptuously and said to himself, "It seems that this woman can really endure it. She hasn't said anything until now? Or maybe the executioner is not strong enough. I have to go and take a look."
Hagrid came to the torture room and found the door ajar. There was no movement inside. He couldn't help but get angry. What was going on? Why was there no movement
He suddenly became alert. Could it be that Rona had escaped? He was so scared that he quickly kicked open the door.
Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Rona still sitting on the iron chair in the middle of the torture room.
Rona's eyes widened with fear on her face, and her limbs kept struggling, as if she was trying to break free from those solid, hard iron handcuffs.
With an iron ball stuffed in his mouth, he could only make a humming sound.
Hagrid looked carefully and found that the iron chair was made of black iron, and it was perfectly integrated with the iron handcuffs that bound the four legs, and it was impossible to break free from it.
Hagrid sneered contemptuously: "You regret it now, now you want to confess? It's too late now. I tried to persuade you just now, but you didn't listen. Now you have to suffer a little."
Looking at the empty torture chamber, Hagrid asked in confusion, "Where is the executioner? Shouldn't he be in charge of the execution? These guys are fucking bastards. They actually dared to be lazy. I'll report to the lord later and have him sent to the front line to fight the human coalition army."
Hagrid yelled out the door: "The executioner, the executioner."
The torture chamber was well sealed and had a loud echo, but no one responded to him.
Since the executioner is lazy, I might as well do it myself.
Hagrid leisurely checked the knives on the cart, picking up this and putting that down. He smelled a strong smell of blood, coming from somewhere.
This torture chamber has a long history. No one knows how many people have been tortured and killed here. It is normal for it to have a strong smell of blood. He did not take it to heart.
While choosing the torture instruments, Hagrid watched Rona with glee. Rona's struggles became more intense and she was obviously scared.
Hagrid enjoyed torturing Rona like this.
On one wall of the torture room, there were several waterproof aprons and eye masks hanging. They were prepared by the executioner to prevent blood from splashing on his body when he was torturing the prisoners.
Hagrid hummed a tune as he put on an apron and gently tied the straps. He wanted to take off the blindfold, but he thought that wearing an eye patch would affect his appreciation of Rona's painful struggle, so he didn't wear it.
He picked up a sharp saw with tiny teeth from the cart and said to himself, "This saw is so sharp. Will it hurt to cut off my hands?"
He looked at Rona with a smug look on her terrified face, and walked towards her with a saw.
Looking at the sharp and cold saw, Rona was so scared that she struggled desperately, causing the iron chain to rattle. Her eyes were full of fear, and she made a whimpering sound, as if begging for mercy.
But there was an iron ball stuffed in her mouth, and Hagrid couldn't understand the humming sound. He only knew that she was scared to death and must be begging for mercy.
Hagrid laughed triumphantly, "You were tough just now, why are you so cowardly now
A ferocious look flashed in Hagrid's eyes. He swung his hand suddenly, and the sharp saw slashed across Rona's arm. The sharp teeth easily cut the muscles and blood vessels, tearing a wound several dozen centimeters long. Blood immediately spurted out like a fountain, splashing on the ground.
The demons have very strong self-healing abilities, so Hagrid's attack was quite severe. This kind of injury is difficult to heal by self-healing abilities.
Rona trembled with pain, but this was just the beginning.
Hagrid cut more than twenty bloody wounds on Rona's body, arms and thighs. These wounds could not heal on their own, but they would not be fatal. The pain made Rona tremble constantly, and finally she rolled her eyes and fainted.
Hagrid said contemptuously, "Didn't you say you weren't afraid of death? Now you're fainting from the pain?"
There is also a water sprinkler system in the torture chamber, which is used to clean up blood stains or spray on the prisoner's face to wake him up.
Hagrid took the faucet and turned on the switch. The water gun sprayed a strong stream of water, hitting Rona's bloody wound, waking Rona up from her coma, but she soon fainted again from the pain.
The blood was washed onto the ground by the water and flowed down the drain into the sewer.
Hagrid hummed a tune easily, enjoying the pleasure of torturing Rona.
Suddenly, under the flushing faucet, more and more blood came out, and the sewer was full of bright red blood.
This made Hagrid a little puzzled. If Rona had lost so much blood, wouldn't her blood have dried up and she would have died? However, the faucet did not rush towards Rona, but rushed to the corner of the torture room.
Why is there a constant flow of blood in the corner
There was clearly nothing there.
Hagrid sniffed his nose, and his demon's sixth sense told him that something was not right.
He walked quietly towards the corner, and suddenly he stepped on something and tripped.
He was horrified to find that he had fallen on a corpse, the corpse of the executioner who was as tall as a hill.
He screamed and climbed up, and the scene around him changed immediately, as if a curtain had been lifted and the stage cloth had been replaced.
He opened his eyes wide. The executioner and two jailers were dead in the corner. What frightened him even more was that the person sitting on the iron chair who had been cut dozens of times by him was not Rona, but Huanyong.