Except for a dozen burning human bodies, all the other captured 'human guides' were struggling with a hint of hysterical roar, trying to pounce on Ji Hao and tear him to pieces.
The sound of "Danglanglang" continued, and the shackles of witchcraft on these people lit up at the same time. The heavy pressure made their bodies suddenly stiffen, and they fell to the ground in great embarrassment. The soldiers of Yaoshan City, who were waiting in full formation, roared loudly and swung their spears to hit them hard.
The sound of cracking bones was heard endlessly, and many people were beaten to the point of broken bones and tendons, but none of these people asked for mercy. They were still madly cursing Ji Hao, cursing the people of the Golden Crow Tribe, and cursing all the people of Yaoshan City.
Ji Hao left behind the nobles of the Yu clan who were racking their brains to organize language and write a rigorously structured piece of evidence, and slowly walked up to the man whose body was burning and who was the first to curse him.
"Do I have to die well?" Ji Hao smiled and shook his head contemptuously: "It's not up to you to decide. Since the people behind you have used such dirty methods to collude with foreigners to attack my city, they want to If they harm my tribe and people, they must be willing to take revenge."
"The methods used by everyone are not very fair, so let's compare who is more despicable and shameless." Ji Hao stretched out his hand, patted the man's burning chest, and said lightly: "You still have the energy to curse, it seems that you are so angry The temperature is not enough... Use the rotten bone witch fire to add some ingredients to them!"
Ji Hao gave an order, and the shaman priests standing dozens of meters away chanted incantations in unison. They waved their witch wands, and balls of green will-o'-the-wisps spurted out from the wands and quickly merged into the flames on the man's body.
The sound of "chichi" suddenly sounded, the man's flesh and blood was dissolving at a terrifying speed, and his screams suddenly increased by more than a dozen tunes. Amidst the shrill screams, two witch doctors poured a jar of powerful witch medicine on him. His flesh and blood were quickly regenerated, and the essence of flesh and blood refined by the rotten bone witch fire was also quickly restored.
Standing next to the man who was constantly twitching and howling miserably, Ji Hao looked at the 'guides' who had not yet been tortured and said coldly: "I know you are all hard-core, and you are all dead men trained by your respective families who have spent countless resources. Sir, using conventional methods, you won’t say anything.”
All the 'guides', including a dozen men who were howling in the flames, laughed loudly at the same time. Their laughter was full of triumph and pride. It was their honor to be able to sacrifice for their family.
No matter what torture Ji Hao used to deal with them, they would not say a word.
Even if Ji Hao used soul-searching witchcraft to torture their souls, the clan's great witch priest had already placed a witchcraft ban on their souls. As long as any external witchcraft touches their souls, their souls will immediately fly away, and Ji Hao will still not get any confession.
As for torture... Look at these people who are being burned by the witch fire. They have been burned alive for more than an hour. They still haven't said a word, haven't betrayed their family, let alone betrayed the main messenger behind them.
"We humans have no soft bones!" A slightly older man pointed at Ji Hao and shouted sternly: "Yaohou Ji Hao, no matter what torture you use, don't expect to learn anything from our mouths!"
Ji Hao touched his nose helplessly and let out a long sigh.
The human race is all hard-nosed. This statement made Ji Hao feel deeply guilty. Could it be that he has become a villain? The problem is, it is the people behind these strong bones who have colluded with the foreign races and want to slaughter his Yaoshan leader!
He, Ji Hao, has made countless great contributions to the human race. He has saved countless human people from the great flood. He is the real human hero! How come it is now that he is tortured to a group of 'heroes' who claim to be the 'strong bones of the human race'
"This script is wrong!" Ji Hao said calmly: "However, if you sing it wrong, just sing it wrong. I only know that if you want to harm my people, then I will use all means to retaliate against you. Today you Even if you say it, you have to say it; if you don’t say it, you still have to say it.”
Taking a deep breath, Ji Hao said sternly: "You must do what I said and give me a serious 'oral confession evidence'."
"Don't even think about it!" A burly man laughed sternly: "We will never say a word! Yao Hou Jihao, if you have the ability, come, come, come, set me on fire. Let's see if I am afraid of grandpa or not. !”
Ji Hao looked up and down at this sturdy man.
He has just entered the Witch King level, his arms are extremely thick, and he obviously has exceptionally good talents in his arms. The big man had a majestic appearance and a strong sense of righteousness. Especially when he shouted loudly for Ji Hao to punish him, a "mighty and unyielding" spirit burst out!
"What a good man! What a good man!" Ji Hao looked at the big man and praised him repeatedly.
"We are all good men! Of course we are good men!" The sturdy man looked proudly and raised his head triumphantly.
"Hey, good man, what a good man. When the great flood came, countless people of the human race cried for survival, and countless water monsters of the water tribe were wreaking havoc in all directions, where were you good men?" Ji Hao smiled, Asked softly.
The burly man's face suddenly turned red, his nostrils dilated, he was breathing heavily, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.
"What a good man, what a good man! Haha, I also want to ask, during the countless alien invasions in the past, have you ever participated in the coalition of human tribes and fought to the death with the alien evil spirits on the battlefield?" Ji Hao asked quietly again. One sentence.
All the 'guides' lowered their heads, all of them blushing and speechless.
"Okay, good men! We fought with blood and exerted all our strength. We really risked our lives to bring down the flood. You good men jumped out! You want to fight for the credit. You want to be rewarded for your meritorious service. In order to grab the credit , you don’t hesitate to collude with foreigners to harm fellow human beings!” Ji Hao shouted sternly: “Just a bunch of rubbish like you, are you fucking men?”
The whole place was dead silent, no one said a word.
The warriors of Yaoshan Leader raised their heads proudly, and even the most inconspicuous spirit slave warrior proudly pointed his nostrils at these 'guides'.
Ji Hao stopped talking nonsense. He formed seals with his hands and recited an obscure ancient mantra.
With a "click" sound, a doorway opened in the void, and a door made of bronze with countless ghostly faces carved on it quietly opened in the doorway. A stream of thick Netherworld energy rolled out from it, and not long after, the Netherworld Cult Leader strode out of the doorway.
"Hahaha, little friend Ji Hao, it's only been a few days? Pindao is still enlightening... Huh? What kind of battle are you doing? Do you want to roast a living person and drink it?" The Nether Cult Leader looked at the dozen flaming bears. The burning human body screamed strangely: "But, how do you roast a living person and drink wine while still breathing?"
Ji Hao rolled his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Senior, do me a favor. These guys in front of you, get one hundred and eighty souls of their ancestors!"
The faces of all the 'guides' all changed horribly. What did Ji Hao say? The souls of their ancestors
(End of chapter)