through the dark road

Chapter 447 Soul torture
"Sure enough, I did it."

The corner of Mo Bei's eyes twitched, and he handed Kane's letter to Perona, unable to think of what to reply for a moment.

After the giant airship set sail, it didn't take long for the accompanying team of job changers to stay in the cabin to rest, so that they were not allowed to move around unless they had something to do, so as not to affect the normal operation of the airship.

These people satisfied their curiosity, and they could not see the scenery on the ground clearly after rising to a certain height, so they obeyed the arrangement very cooperatively.

The Leopold team, which had already been secretly observed, was aboard the Mistbreaker Osprey. They behaved very normally at first, but after a day, they began to have frequent contact with another team, and last night they used bright light to see the dawn through the porthole. No. signal.

Naturally, this abnormal behavior could not escape the escort who had been watching, and immediately raised their vigilance.

As expected, Leopold and the others created chaos in the side cabin that night, while the team that had been in frequent contact with them left the side cabin in the chaos and rushed directly to some seemingly weak connecting parts on the airship. Prepare to break them, let the sponsons and airbags disintegrate and fall.

Chaos broke out on the two giant airships almost at the same time. These people's action plans were not thorough, and they planned to destroy the airships before the escorts could react.

But under the premise that Asila and the others were vigilant, their plan naturally failed, seven people were captured, and the remaining nine died on the spot.

Due to the lack of confinement conditions on the airship, they landed temporarily and used the teleportation scroll on the ground to bring the seven captives back to Kurast Harbor.

In the letter, Kane described the whole process in great detail, and also hoped that Mo Bei could meet these people and pay attention to the progress of the interrogation.

But Mo Bei didn't really want to go there. This kind of thing made him feel very disturbed, and he was not interested in listening to the criminal's monologue, so as to embarrass himself.

Since the betrayal is already an established fact, according to his thinking, he should be killed directly, because the words of these people are not trustworthy at all, and may become misleading.

But then he remembered that the necromancers of the Mage Guild had obtained the secret of the World Stone from the remnant soul of Lazarus, and he realized that they should have adopted some unconventional means to obtain information.

This method was listed as taboo by all forces in the past, but it has never been lost, and now it has become a help for them to fight against hell. Mo Bei just laughed at this, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

The water prison in Kurast Harbor looks very simple, and there are not many cells, because it is really not very useful, it is only occasionally used to fix some troublesome thorns, or to calm down the guys who are fighting in the city calm.

The most painful thing about being locked up here is that you can’t rest. It’s different from ordinary brick and stone cells. You can lie down and sleep when you’re locked up, and there are rare people in the world who can sleep floating on the water. Workers can't stand it either.

Mo Bei's identity was already very popular among the iron wolves, and he didn't need to provide identification, so he was led by the guards through a dark corridor and into an underground stone room.

Akali and the others didn't go with them, and Mo Bei didn't think it was necessary to bring them to this kind of place to watch the interrogation process. It happened that Black could finish all the saddles today, so they went to Aike's place to pick up the car today.

When he saw those seven people, he frowned slightly. All of these people had their arms cut off, and the clothes that could only cover their bodies were stuck to their bodies by dark plasma, and they were not soaked in the water. , but tied everyone into a bundle with chains and hung them on the shelf, just like a few hairtails bought in the vegetable market.

They were either completely unconscious, lifeless, dying, and dejected, but some of them still stared at the guards with red eyes, gnashing their teeth.

Mo Bei glanced at them expressionlessly, and wanted to find a place to sit and watch, but he couldn't find a stone pier, let alone a chair.

What kind of interrogation room is this called? There is not even a brazier. .

He used this way of complaining to express his disdain for these lives. Just as he was thinking about it, a slightly excited question came from the passageway behind him:

"Where is it?"

He looked back and saw the guard came in with a thin old man. The old man's face was illuminated by the fire. It turned out to be the necromancer named Altu from the Lu Gaoyin Mage Guild.

Drognan had summoned him when he captured a few undercover agents of the Wizarding Society near the ancient tombs, but those people had been dead for a while, and no remnant souls had been extracted.

Because of a series of things such as the Horadric Cube, Altu was also very impressed with Mo Bei, and recognized him at a glance, and immediately asked:
"You also caught these people?"

"No, no, Elder Kane and the others caught it. I just came here to have a look."

Mo Bei waved his hand, and after he finished speaking, he thought that he was also responsible. If he hadn't decided to keep Joel, the pimp, as an informant, he might not have been able to deal with this incident so calmly.

"Where are the others?" Altu should have just been teleported here, and he basically doesn't know anything about the situation here.

Mo Bei briefly talked about the situation in the Kingdom of Kejistan. Altu listened while pulling out various tools. He didn't seem to care much about these things. Put it on those seven people.

He stood on the simply arranged magic circle, stretched his fingers together, and there was a crackling sound, as if he was going to do a big job, and he looked quite excited.

According to the guards, after the seven people were brought here, they didn't ask any questions, and they probably didn't want to waste that effort. At this time, when people saw Altu's posture, they naturally realized something. Started cursing crazily.

When Mo Bei saw that none of these people begged for mercy, he couldn't help feeling a little conflicted in his heart. At first, he didn't bother to know the past of these people, but at this moment, he wanted to know what it was that made these people hold this world. There is such a strong hatred.

The process of being alive was very cruel, and one of the curses immediately turned into an inhuman howl, filling the small stone room, and Mo Bei and the guards frowned.

Looking at Altu again, he is holding a bone staff in his right hand, and a twisted white shadow is already held in his left hand. The bluish-white will-o'-the-wisp condensed with mana surrounds his body, burning the soul so that a painful face constantly emerges, obviously is suffering terrible torture.

The shell of the soul-drawn body has completely lost its vitality, and even the flesh and blood show signs of withering and decay, as if what he suffered was not the soul-drawing, but some kind of corrosion from the inside out.

The rest of the people had stopped shouting and cursing unknowingly, watching what was happening with hatred or fear on their faces.

Altu's eyes were white, and he was in a psychic state. The expression on his face was constantly changing, with ferocious anger appearing from time to time, the blue-white will-o'-the-wisp was rolling, and the ball of soul in his hand was trembling and twisting more and more violently.

This is the real torture of the soul. . . .

It was the first time Mo Bei saw this method, and he was quite shocked, but his face was still cold, and he had no mercy for these people.

Not to mention what the consequences would be if they really let the airship crash, just judging from Altu's expression, these people have done a lot of outrageous things in the past.

He remembered that in Lu Gaoyin, the group of undercover agents captured by Assis had not been publicly executed. It seemed that most of them fell into the hands of the old man.

About 5 minutes later, the mass of soul in Altu's hand was completely torn apart, and the old man's eyes became clear again, but his complexion became much colder.

He took a deep breath, without making too much of a pause, raised his bone stick again, and pressed it against the forehead of another prisoner.

(End of this chapter)