Law Enforcer's Handbook

Chapter 781 Torture
Meanwhile, somewhere in the prison.

Zello stood alone in the dark cell, he did not light the torch, facing the people in the cell.

The cell was surprisingly quiet, and he was the only one talking to himself, "A few days ago, the believers brought back a message from the land. They said that Paladin had returned."

For thousands of years, this name has been affecting him like a nightmare.

Even though he witnessed Paladin and his fleet being torn to pieces by sea monsters and even the sea was dyed red with blood, deep down in his heart he still felt that the hero of that kingdom would one day return to this lost land. kingdom.

He heard that there are still some remnants in remote areas.

No matter how cruel he was, he still couldn't make those voices disappear completely.

"I've already executed the person who spread the rumor... This must be your fault again?"

The people in the cell did not answer him.

Zelo didn't care about this, he suddenly laughed, "I really miss the days when you and I were tit for tat, after all, there are not many people who have witnessed that era, maybe you can help me tell those who have fantasies Clarify to the people in charge, let them recognize the reality... Paladin is impossible to come back, because the master promised me that even his soul and consciousness have been completely destroyed."

This is not the first time they have talked about this topic.

The people in the cell knew this too, but she came up with some strange theories.

One day, the person who inherits Paladin's will will come before him?

It's a pity that he can no longer hear such a voice now.

"Speaking of which, in order to entertain your people, I have studied a lot of torture. I have seen some very creative methods from the books brought back by some believers from the land. They will tie people to the pillars and stab them one by one. Cut off their flesh and blood, they will watch their bodies peeled off, and they will not die until the blood is exhausted... But that process is still too short."

Zelo said, "I gradually realized that death is the way to liberate you, so I begged the master to deprive you of the right to die, but today I decided to kindly give you a chance to liberate... You should also recognize the reality ? The Paladin isn't coming back, and you don't have to keep any secrets anymore."

The violent tapping interrupted Zelo's soliloquy.

Paladin felt that his heart was about to pop out of his throat, but he still tried his best to smash the iron rod in his hand on the back of Zelo's head.

This iron rod was found by him for self-defense before he entered the vortex, but he did not expect it to be effective at a critical moment.

After entering the vortex, he was separated from his companions, and he could only resist his fear and grope all the way in the dark until the voice of Zelo talking to himself attracted him.

He couldn't see Zelo's expression at the moment, he only knew that the viscous liquid splashed on his face.

This blow that carried out his belief finally paid off. He guessed that Zelo must be dead, maybe his brains were splashed out, but he didn't have the heart to evaluate Zelo at all, but went straight to the people in the cell, "Princess , I'm here to save you!"

Palatine knew that the prisoner in this cell was the person he dreamed of.

The distance between them was very close, so close that he could touch each other by feeling as long as he ran two steps away.

"I'll take you away..."

The excited voice stopped abruptly.

The hand he was holding towards the other party was bounced away like an electric shock. The cold and hard touch made Paladin fall to the ground, and the iron rod in his hand fell to the side.

A dire guess emerges.

"The traitor can actually come here."

Zello, who was supposed to be dead, suddenly spoke. He heard Paladin's anxious cry, and said, "I appreciate your courage. In return, let you take a look."

Before the words fell, the two flames lit up the darkness.

The flame was in front of the throne, and when Paladin saw the figure above the throne clearly, he screamed reflexively.

A bloody skeleton.

Its body was imprisoned on the throne in a distorted posture, and a heart was beating slowly.

And Paladin also saw Zello's state clearly.

The blow just now opened a hole in the back of his head, but through the broken wound, what caught his eyes was not human tissue, but a creature that looked like a group of loach.

As if they were disturbed, they raised their heads and grinned at Paladin.

"She's still alive."

Zelo took the initiative to answer the doubts in his heart.

"What did you do to her?"

This scene beyond cognition made Paladin gasp violently. He hoped that this was a nightmare, because perhaps the scene in front of him would only appear in the most terrible nightmare.

"You know what it feels like when skin is peeled off your body?"

A ferocious and ugly smile appeared on Zelo's face, "This is a punishment tailor-made for them by the master. They enjoy the pain all the time... So it should be difficult for you to understand? Let you experience it for yourself." How about it?"

The iron rod was less than one meter away from him, and his reason told Paladin that he should rise up and resist now.

But he exhausted all his strength just by supporting the meat on the floor with his hands. He watched those loach-like creatures jump out of Zelo's head and bite him.

In this regard, Zelo added, "However, only those with royal blood are eligible to enjoy 'eternal life'. They will only eat your flesh and blood bit by bit. This process will last about 13 minutes. For you That's more than enough for a small role."

While speaking, "Loach" already filled Paladin's sight.

He clearly saw their dense fangs, which made him close his eyes, not wanting to see the moment when the flesh was bitten off his body.

At the moment when his sight was plunged into darkness, he vaguely heard a voice.

"Destroy the wall."

The next moment, the bodies of the "loach" fell to the ground in a way that violated the laws of physics, and their bodies were crushed by gravity in an instant, until they turned into a puddle of blood foam.

The pieces of meat covering the wall also exploded like blood packs, pouring blood into the room like rain.

A mechanical creature covered in blood appeared from behind the broken wall, and the prosthetic eye with red light locked on Zelo.

Being watched like this, Zelo's expression finally changed.

From the appearance, it can be seen that it is the mechanical legion that caused them trouble on land.

But beyond that, he also heard some strange conversations.

"What is the fat man's T?"

The mechanical creation seemed to be talking to itself.

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　　Little Theater IX of its 160:

　　On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, Tuesday afternoon.

　　On this day, Song Lan encountered a huge crisis at work.

　　The Council did not know where it got the inspiration from. Suddenly, it got hot-headed and planned to organize the annual meeting. Since it was an annual meeting, performances were inevitable. As the most leisurely department, he was called to interview for an hour.

　　"I heard that you are going to prepare three programs?"

　　Looking at the frowning Song Lan, Lu Xiang snickered aside.

　　"They originally asked us to prepare all the programs, but I managed to reduce it to three. I really don't know who came up with the bad idea!"

　　"I heard that it is to gather cohesion among departments, and it is a set of theories learned from the company."

　　So, Song Lan had one more reason to criticize the company.

　　In his opinion, this is a waste of time and money, and he prefers to lie at home when he has the time.

　　Lu Xiang asked curiously, "What talent are you going to perform?"

　　She knows that this is a versatile dumb bird, but most of his talents are in life skills, most of them are not suitable for performing on stage.

　　sing and dance?

　　She has known Song Lan for so long, but she has never seen him sing.

　　"Since this is the case, it seems that I can only use my ability to suppress the bottom of the box."

　　"What ability?"

　　"Short piece."

　　Song Lan looked desperate, "Our department decided to perform the skit "Release the Pigeons."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)