Chapter 222 – 222. I Will… Save You

-Bang! Bang!!!

“Big…”

A lizard trapped inside a translucent triangular pyramid.

He glared at me, spitting black smoke out of his mouth.

“Ayla, this won’t break, right?”

“Huh. But never say never.”

Certainly there are no absolutes in this world. I nodded. It looks like he’s trapped inside and can’t come out, so I’ll have to wait a bit longer until his transformation is resolved.

‘They say they turn into dragons when they run out of control…’

It has a great grip and is durable. If you throw it in the middle of enemy lines and make it go wild, I will fight well alone.

“Kuhk.. Kuhk..”

I watched it for about five more minutes, and soon it returned to its original state, vomiting up a bowl of blood.

However, judging from the way it stumbles and collapses after returning to its original state, it seems that it will receive a penalty when the runaway is over.

I approached Aran, who was unable to breathe properly. Then he looked up at me with difficulty, and he asked.

“The other guys…?”

“Some committed suicide and the rest decided to become my slaves.”

“Is that so… Ha… After all, without me being the strongest, they were just rags…”

On the way back to the base, I heard from Killian that things got to this point thanks to this guy’s rampage… Does this bastard have no conscience?

Well, you shouldn’t look for conscience in reptiles. Oh, Botamilli is excluded. Because he is a god…

Fortunately, the evil spirits were not observing me now, so my thoughts would not have been conveyed. I don’t know why, but I can’t feel their gaze.

Perhaps the sages of the Pantheon, who collapsed due to the deaths of Nick and Michael, urgently requested a conversation. I have to destroy Roy quickly and give it to Indy Cron.

Like trying to carve this lizard.

“So what are you going to do? Are you going to die Or will you live Choose.”

I took out a scalpel and gardening shears from my bosom with a look of great anticipation on my face. With the idea of ​​cutting and cutting and having fun.

‘Wait… He’s not even a laser gatling, can torture be established with these things? I think I’m going to have to break this a little bit haphazardly… Oh, shouldn’t I have brought Ohama too?’

However, no matter how much I think about it, scalpel and scissors don’t seem to be a good thing against a guy who gets rid of laser gatling with his bare body. I wonder if I should beat it with the jaggery I got from the butcher shop and the ohamma I got from the hardware store.

At that time, Aran, who was staring blankly at the items in my hand, opened his mouth.

“I… Can’t die like this!”

It seems that something has been misunderstood. I think they thought I would torture them to death. So you’re saying you can’t die.

If I said I’d rather die, I thought I’d kill him cleanly with 1Q. I think I can play rough because I want to live on my own.

At that time, Aran urgently added his words.

“If I die in this state, I will regret it even after I die!! So please let me fight her once more… If you do that… I will be your subordinate. If that’s the case, there’s no time left even if I die!! Like death! I’m not afraid!! I only want a rematch with her!!”

“If it’s that woman… You’re talking about the one without an arm.”

“Yes.. That woman.. That woman’s sword.. I want to taste that sword again.. For sure.. If I can get that sword… I’m sure I’ll be able to go to a higher level.”

Aran desperately wants a rematch with Palus. It doesn’t matter if you die during the confrontation, so you have to get the sword of Palus.

This guy doesn’t seem to be afraid of torture. He seemed more afraid of the fact that he would not be able to fight Palus again if he died.

This guy is the first one again. He fears the fact that he can’t fight more than pain or death.. He’s a real madman.

‘Sorry…’

I came here thinking about how to harass them, but when I came, my opponent quickly surrendered for a strange reason, and my pulse went numb. He planned to spend 12 hours trying to taste the mystery of the human body…

Something is frustrating I felt like I couldn’t get my stomach full. He seems to have secretly hoped for it, not knowing that he would get used to the terrible torture at first.

It seems that sadistic needs and desires have grown without my knowledge. Should I take a psych test?

“Good. I’ll give you a showdown with Palus someday. Until then, you’d better obey my orders.”

“Okay… It doesn’t matter which order. As long as I can taste her sword, I’ll pour anything.”

I hit Aran’s forehead. This one did not yield to me out of pain or fear of death. He came under me only for the desire to become stronger.

He was curious because it was a little different from the guys he had subdued until this point. Killian was also afraid of suffering, and Dan-tae was afraid of dying and being thrown into chaos… Aran didn’t care about death at all.

After branding her as a slave, I left Aran, who passed out from using all her strength, and called Bella, her twin sister’s older sister.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes. Perfectly prepared.”

“Good. Let’s go.”

In the end, I decided to pour out all of this frustration on Roy.

******

I couldn’t see an inch ahead. I also couldn’t figure out how much time had passed. With a hazy mind, I waited for this painful situation to end quickly.

Of course, it’s never going to be easy.

“Fourteen… Fifteen… Sixteen…”

Roy now counted by inertia. He now knows that even if he successfully counts to ten thousand, his opponent will not let him go. However, despite this, he just continued to count the numbers.

Because I felt like I would go crazy if I didn’t do this.

“Lol. Brother roy Are not you hungry?”

“Ah, I’m not hungry. Are you okay. Haha…”

Ella, who was eating something of hers, asked him.

Roy was sweating profusely and had to laugh hard. Ella had to force herself to laugh, lest her thighs be crushed by her whims. Only then will Ella smile and stop her violence.

In fact, his mind was completely broken by the priests who came into the middle room, healed him, and then disappeared. He was driven mad by the fact that there was no one on his side and no escape.

Even Ella giggled whenever she asked if her sister was okay, driving her even more crazy. Ella, as if something big had happened to Helen, she laughed at Roy whenever he was impatient, and blindly shoved a spoonful of salt into his mouth.

It was so salty that my throat hurt and my mouth felt dry. Ella didn’t give Roy a sip of water and she continued to eat her salt. Roy couldn’t even spit out the salt, as her spit-up had lodged an awl in her thigh or palm. He had to force himself to swallow so much salt that his tongue was sore in order not to get sick.

Seeing Roy in pain, Ella clapped her hands and showed her bay salt piled up in one corner of her room.

Roy, who took off his eye patch for a while, looked at the sea salt piled up, and he stopped asking questions about his sister.

Even if you ask a question, the answer will not come back anyway. Instead, it was clear that only so much salt would shove into her mouth that her tongue would sting and her head would spin.

In the end, he just waited patiently. He clearly believed that he couldn’t leave himself like this.

‘Haa… Water… I really want to drink water…’

Roy, who had been tortured with salt, wanted to quench his thirst, even if it was just a sip, while hearing the sound of Ella drinking water. He was constantly thinking about drinking water.

Perhaps recognizing Roy’s earnest heart, Ella asked insinuatingly.

“Brother Roy. Do you want some water?”

“Uh? Uh… That’s…”

“Aren’t you going to tell me the truth? Are you going to lie?”

“Oh, no. Want to drink want to drink really.”

“Okay? Whoop whoop. Would you like me to drink it?”

“Uh? I really…?”

Roy wondered if the madman was selling a trap. However, as if Ella had no ulterior motive, she obediently brought her bottled water to him and shook it until it made a splashing sound. I couldn’t see much because of the eyepatch, but Roy, who was so thirsty right away, didn’t care what it was.

“Come on, let’s drink some water.”

“I, really…? Just give it to me..?”

“Huh!”

Roy doubted Ella’s heart, but… The desire to drink water was too strong.

Finally, she threw her head back with her mouth open so she could pour the water into her mouth.

– Squeeze…

“Kuk.. Kuh heo heo!!!”

What Ella poured into Roy’s mouth was gastric juice that flowed from the flesh.

Seeing the yellow liquid spurting out of Roy’s mouth, Ella chuckled.

“Woo, wow!!!”

Taste for the first time in my life. Roy felt like tearing his tongue out. The gastric juices that flowed from the flesh wall quickly rotted Roy’s mouth and ruined his gums and teeth. Also, a small amount of gastric juice that passed down the throat melted Roy’s stomach and caused abdominal pain. Pain resembling a stomach cramp, Roy frowned and complained of his stomach ache.

In an instant, Roy became a complainer of stomach pain.

“Ahhh…”

He felt dizzy at the fact that he had been manipulated by Ella again. Roy’s eyes filled with tears as he thought he had become Ella’s plaything. It was difficult for him to understand what he had done so wrong that he deserved such cruel humiliation.

He probably won’t even know when he’s dead. The fact that Joon also had no intention of torturing him this far. It was just a play. A play prepared by Jo Joon for Indy Cron.

Roy, who was singled out as an actor, had no choice but to suffer. It didn’t matter what he did or what he did in the past. He was only sick because he was pointed out as a living sacrifice.