Whispers of the Gods

Chapter 43 Hadgar III

This will all end.

Hadgar Grayman told himself that every day.

This will all end.

It was the only hope that would keep him going, that one day he would emerge from this dungeon, one day he would be tortured no more.

There was silence in the dark cell, only the slow ticking of water droplets, tick, tick, it wasn't water, it was his blood mixed with sweat.

The ticking noise made him unable to sleep, no, not just the dripping sound, but all kinds of sounds.

The buzzing in his head, the ringing in his ears, Sombra's damned laugh, his own cry of pain.

I don't know when it started, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

He's tired, but he can't sleep.He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to wake up once he fell asleep, maybe it would be better if he couldn't wake up, so that he wouldn't need to be tortured anymore.

His hands had already been pierced, and the black shadow bandaged him every time, and when the wounds had scabbed, he stabbed the dagger in and pulled it out again.

Hadgar has already been able to memorize several questions asked by Sombra, "Who is your employer", "How many people have you killed like this", "Why did you goug his eyes", "Do you have any companions".

He bit his dry wrinkled lips, the iron smell of his own blood.

He was so thirsty, his throat ached like iron every time he swallowed.

His head could no longer tell him which part was hurting.

Hadgar's arms were tied to the iron chair, and Sombra peeled off his two forearms, and then played with his curved dagger in a method that Sombra called "weaving".

He dreamed that he was being tortured, and the pain in his dream was clear and terrifying.When he woke up, the "weaving" of the shadows began again like a nightmare.Sometimes he couldn't tell when it was a dream and when it was reality.

"Weaving" was the pain that made him want to die, but there was a part of him that didn't want to die yet.

He still doesn't know the name of the shadow, and he hasn't figured out who the people who captured him are.He needs to stay alive and kill them all.

He would take off Sombra's mask, then skin his ugly face and "weave" it across his face.

The desire for vengeance had kept him alive until now, but could it last until the moment he escaped and killed these bastards?

Suddenly, the door of the dungeon was opened, but Hadgar did not hear the sound of footsteps or unlocking.

He reluctantly raised his head to look towards the door, only to see a few vague figures walking beside him.They wore red robes, strange pendants around their necks, and black strings strung like grapes wrapped in chicken skin.

Hadgar tried to see their faces, but no matter how hard he tried to focus, the faces of the red robed men were darker than shadows.

His whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, and he looked at the red-robed man in front of him in fear, and leaned back in panic.

Is this another perverted trick by Sombra?He's had enough of this torture.

"You... who are you? What are you going to do?"

He counted, and there were four people before him.He didn't know who these people were, and how they got into the dungeon. He didn't know how long he stayed in this damned place. He was only accompanied by Sombra and his two subordinates who had never spoken. .

"We are you." The leading man in red robe replied.

"Who? Are you me? Then who am I?"

"Mo sa noztil, du honcz, du tincz." The four red-robed men said in unison.

"what?"

"You are us. We listen and we obey."

This must be another strange dream, Hadgar thought.But it was much better than dreaming about being tormented by dark shadows.

"We take the eyes, and we give them." The red-robed man in front of him said calmly.

"Eyes? What eyes?"

These people have been speaking strange words and languages ​​since the beginning, from the golden eagle, to the black shadow, to the man in red robe, what kind of mess has he gotten into?

"We heard death, we took the eyes, we lost the eyes, and we will give them back." The man in red continued to speak strange words.

Hadgar wanted to back away, but his limbs were tightly bound to the iron chair.

What death?What eyes?Who are these people?
It was only then that he saw clearly what was on the pendant on the neck of the man in the red robe by the moonlight. It was not grapes, but shrunken eyeballs.

The man in the red robe in front of him had at least ten eyeballs, their eye sockets were pierced by black threads, and the eyeballs were hanging down.

Hadgar recalled the task given to him by the golden eagle. The Vivaria kid inexplicably asked him to gouge out his eyes after killing people. He thought it was a perverted hobby.

And the black shadow is also very interested in the beggar's death, and all of this revolves around the word "eyeball", including the current red-robed man.

The red-robed man in front of him took out a black thread pendant with two eyeballs on it, which were rounder than the eyeballs on their necks that had lost moisture and retracted into their eye sockets.

The man in the red robe put the pendant on Hadgar's neck, and said flatly: "We found the eye, and we returned the eye."

"Why did you give me the eye?" asked Hadgar.

"Whoever takes the eye will get the eye." The man in the red robe replied.

Hadgar calmed down and began to think, why did the red-robed man come to him?He thought back to what they had said.They heard death, they took the eyeball.

But he didn't kill the person, and he didn't know where the eyeballs were.

It might be the eyes of the poor beggar hanging around his neck, Hadgar thought.Those who take the eyes will get the eyes. Perhaps these people, like Sombra, think that he killed the beggar.

And this eyeball may be like a trophy, the man in red robe has found him, maybe this is a good opportunity for him to escape.

"How did you find me?" Hadgar asked.

"We heard the pain and despair under the steel castle, we heard the daily questions of the torturers, and we heard the pleas of the tortured to open the door," said the man in red.

"Is this some kind of witchcraft? How do you hear these things?"

The four men in red robes did not answer.

"Where is this place?" Hadgar changed the question.

"Underground of Steel Fortress, Apolion's cage."

"Wait...wait, is this the Iron Fort? The dungeon of the Iron Fort?"

Why is a Musor's champion warrior playing for the Hastza Empire?Forget it, he doesn't care, he just wants to get out of this ghost place.

"How did you get in here? Can you take me with you?" No matter where these red-robed monsters with eyeballs are going to go back, it's better than this dungeon.

"The torturer is looking for us, and we want to know who the torturer is." The man in the red robe said without emotion.

(End of this chapter)