They all call me master.

Chapter 670: Dung Fighter!
Catherine's eyes narrowed and she twirled the spear in her hand.

The unique 'power of pain' washed over Freeman's body with ripples - the next moment, Freeman, whose throat had been pierced, began to boil with his lower body starting from the throat.

The skin, flesh, and bones were boiling like water.

Um! ! !
Freeman made a low, nasal sound.

Blood vessels burst out from his forehead and temples.

pain!
It hurts so much!
The pain was so severe that Freeman wished he could die immediately.

“Does it hurt?
This is just the beginning!
I will make you regret coming into this world!"

As Catherine spoke word by word, the 'Power of Pain' became even more violent.

But this is not the point.

The point is, Catherine manipulated the "power of pain" to awaken Freeman's memory, and she wanted to find out the guy behind the scenes -

"Is it worth enduring such pain for the original goal?"

Catherine said coldly.

Then, the "power of pain" outlined one rune after another in Freeman's body. Combined with the trembling of Catherine's breathing again and again, Freeman's will began to be struck, like a sledgehammer holding a chisel, smashing into Freeman's brain.

And this is just the first time!
The second time, it turned into boiling oil, pouring on the brain.

Zizi!

Freeman felt like his brain was almost cooked.

The unprecedented pain made Freeman's face twitch.

But even so, Freeman still used his mouth to gesture a word to Catherine -

Idiot!
Catherine, who was insulted for the second time, snorted coldly.

The saint of the 'Church of Pain' was not anxious at all, she just increased her output.

And after six times in a row, something unexpected appeared in the emerald green eyes of the Saint of the Church of Pain.

She didn't read Freeman's memory!

More importantly, no one had ever been able to withstand her "whipping of pain" six times.

Catherine experimented with 'whipping pain' more than once.

Starting from her own family's dungeon, those servants who had made mistakes, and then the most heinous prisoners in the prison, they would burst into tears after being hit three times at most, and then she would see the most secret things in their hearts.

Then, in order to test the limits of the "Painful Whipping", she also went to find hunters who had lived alone in the mountains for more than ten years. Except for an old hunter who was whipped six times and died instantly, most of the people were only whipped three or four times and could not bear it, and their memories were read by her.

And now Freeman could actually endure it six times, which made Catherine even more interested.

As she looked at Freeman, who was still alive with only a head left, she had more thoughts in her mind.

However, before Catherine could do anything, a bottle of potion was thrown at her.

The potion was thrown by Amur.

Catherine had already seen Amur getting up from the ground, and also saw a bottle of potion in Amur's hand, but the saint of the "Church of Pain" did not care.

For Catherine, toxins were not what she feared.

With the blessing of His Majesty, the poison will not only not harm her, but will become a help to her to some extent.

Therefore, the saint of the Church of Pain let the bottle of potion fall at her feet.

Snapped!
The medicine bottle made a crisp sound.

Rich, sticky yellow splashed everywhere.

A sickening stench filled the air.

stool!

To be precise, it is fermented feces.

The smell went straight to the top of Catherine's head and her face changed drastically.

Not only the smell, but also because the yellow color stained her boots.

This feeling, as if she had stepped on shit, made Catherine's brain go blank, and this was what Amur had expected.

When Amur saw Catherine rushing out of the poisonous fog unharmed, he knew that his strongest method was ineffective.

However, when he heard the clear, young female voice under the hood, Amur was ready to try out another trump card of his -

Dung bomb!

This special medicine, which is a mixture of human, dog, and cat extracts, not only has a foul odor, but also lasts a very long time. More importantly, in Amur's opinion, it has a miraculous effect on young girls. At least, she believes that if she is contaminated with dung bombs, she will feel extremely uncomfortable for the next week.

In fact, this is also the case.

Catherine, who had an overwhelming attitude towards her and Freeman, couldn't help but be stunned when faced with the situation contaminated by the dung bomb.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Amur turned and ran.

It's not that I don't care about Freeman anymore.

When Amur threw the dung bomb, the crystal beetle that belonged to Amur's pet had quietly crawled to the side of Freeman's head.

When the dung bomb exploded and Catherine's shoes were splashed with water and Freeman's face was splashed with water, the crystal beetle directly threw Freeman's head to Amur.

Immediately, the staff lady screamed—

"Nono, don't!"

But, it's too late.

The crystal beetle had already swung Freeman's head over.

Instinctively, Amur dodged sideways, and Freeman's head hit the tree trunk.

Suddenly, the foul smell of feces stained it.

Then, Freeman's head rolled off and feces splattered everywhere.

But none of this matters!
The important thing is, Freeman just opened his mouth!
A complex taste filled his mouth. Due to the unique physique of the Blood Gladiator, Freeman's sense of taste was exceptionally good, several times better than that of an ordinary person. Therefore, he could taste very clearly...

At this moment, Freeman suddenly felt that life was meaningless.

What power, what youth, what ambition.

It doesn't matter anymore.

he……

wanna die.

But the next moment, he was kicked on the bridge of his nose.

Yes, Amur.

The staff lady led Freeman forward as if she was kicking a football.

Hold him up?
Feel sorry!

If possible, Amur didn't even want to touch Freeman, let alone pick him up.

Amur you bastard!
Amur, you are finished!
Amur, I'm going to kill you!

Although he couldn't shout out, Freeman used his mouth to express what he was thinking deep down at the moment.

Catherine was much more direct.

"what!!!"

A scream.

Everything within a five-meter radius with the Saint of the Church of Pain as the center was blown away. Grass, stones, and trees were crushed by the "Power of Pain" the moment they flew into the air.

Moreover, the invisible "power of pain" also showed color at this moment.

It was a strange black-gray color.

Conspicuous and profound yet restrained.

Very contradictory colors.

But it possesses unparalleled power.

“Die! Die! Die!

I want you to die!
Not just you, but also the guys behind you!

No matter who it is, I will kill him!"

Catherine, who had never suffered such an insult, roared and threw the spear in her hand straight out.

hum!
The spear filled with the 'power of pain' made a buzzing sound in the air.

The next moment, the forest changed instantly.

(End of this chapter)