Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 682: Torturing the Prisoners
However, it is not easy to deceive Perfect.

In other words, to Perfect, even if you are really that powerful, she won't take it seriously.

Perfect, who has completely understood what this dream world is all about, clearly understands one thing, that is, in the dream, she is God, and she can do whatever she wants, no matter whether it is reasonable or not.

Therefore, these two monsters in front of him, whether it was Cuifank's dying struggle to drag him into the water, or Klin's bluffing, it didn't matter to Perfectcot whether they were true or false.

She is invincible, so her enemies can be easily crushed to death by her.

As long as you believe this and give full play to your imagination in your dreams, nothing can defeat you, the master of your dreams.

Perfect figured out this rule almost immediately, so when facing the monster that turned into black fog covering the sky, Perfect simply raised his hand and drew a circle in front of himself, and then used this circle to trap Krillin.

Following Perfect's action, Krillin was almost instantly frozen, and then he felt that the black mist he had transformed into was being gathered.

And the direction of the gathering was exactly the circle that Perfectocte had drawn casually.

This time, Krillin also screamed.

The process of being forcibly transformed from smoke into a physical human was so painful that his screams were even more shrill than Travink's.

Being hit by Perfectot's water arrows is at most equivalent to having a large piece of flesh dug out at once. Although it looks scary, the danger level is actually not too high.

But to be forcibly restored to a human from a smoke state by physical means is equivalent to randomly piecing together one's body that is finer than PM2.5, and every part of the body still has feeling.

He could feel himself being cut into pieces, and then being violently pinched together, and even being covered in glue, gluing himself together into an even more bizarre monster.

But at this moment, Klin could only endure the pain and continue to attack Perfect, trying to make Perfect surrender in this way.

However, all this did not make Perfect feel any danger. He even had time to look at Cuifank who was almost beaten to pieces by the old horse. He turned around and came in front of it, and threw Cuifank and the land stained with his traces out of his dream with an attitude of completely removing harmful substances.

In this dream, Perfect is an omnipotent god, even if she wants to open a hole in the boundary of the dream and throw out the dirty things in the dream.

Seeing this scene, Krillin was completely numb. He finally realized what a mistake he had made.

But just when he thought he was going to die, Perfect did not kill him immediately, but instead used the water to restrain him, then stood in front of him and asked him: "Do you want to die or live?"

"I want to live! I want to live! I want to live!" Krillin didn't care what mission he had or his belief in gods at this moment. The most important thing was to survive.

Looking at the prisoner begging for mercy in front of him, Perfect conjured up an alarm clock, twisted it and placed it in front of Krillin: "Before the alarm rings, explain your origins clearly." "I am..." Krillin was still a little hesitant at this time. Although he wanted to surrender and pray for a way to live, he also wanted to delay time to see if the dream stealer could rescue him from the other side.

However, Perfect simply raised his hand and summoned a water sword that stabbed him, saying expressionlessly, "If you want to stall for time, I will stab you every second. You can stall for as many times as you think you can withstand. Anyway, I will kill you when the alarm rings."

As he said this, Perfect stabbed Klin again.

To her, this prisoner was just an unexpected gain, and he confessed only to save herself some trouble.

If you don’t recruit, it’s no big deal.

Just as he was thinking this, Perfect stabbed Klin again.

After being stabbed three times, Klin saw that Perfect didn't seem to care about him, so he shouted, "I'm telling you! I'm a believer in the Goddess of Beauty! But we are different from other sects. We are from the Dream Sect."

"Dream Sect? Go on!" Perfect stopped stabbing with the knife and continued the interrogation.

"The duties of the Goddess of Beauty include everything in the world that is related to beauty, which naturally includes beautiful dreams! Before the gods were distorted, our sect was one of the sects that had not been labeled a cult by the church. Our main purpose is to enable people to have beautiful dreams and experience the most beautiful life they can imagine in their dreams." Klin quickly explained the origins of his sect.

Perfect caught a key point from his words and asked: "You said the gods were twisted? How is that? Weren't they evil from the beginning?"

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"Don't you know? The gods were not evil from the beginning. That was a lie written by the church to better combat the sects of the old gods, or a distorted statement of the facts." Klin was a little resentful when he mentioned this, but he still explained to Perfectcot: "Although the gods are indeed evil and twisted monsters now, they were positive and kind long ago! Otherwise, humans would not have believed in them.

However, as the gods became silent, the number of believers in them decreased, and many gods developed resentment and anger under such circumstances. Especially after the gods' sects were destroyed by the church and labeled as cults, the gods' anger was exacerbated.

In addition, those believers liked to offer sacrifices to the gods through methods such as blood sacrifices, so as the gods became more and more negative, they were finally completely changed from good gods to evil gods.

We, the believers who believe in the gods, have also been affected, and our originally sacred bloodlines have been twisted into various monsters."

"Then how did you stay awake? Your companion is very crazy!" Perfect looked at the prisoner in front of him and felt that there was something wrong with his condition.

"Because we are a dream sect, our abilities come from the dreams of the goddess of beauty, and the goddess of beauty is one of the gods of the old times who is not that crazy, or not that crazy in dreams." Krillin sighed. Although he said this, from his look one can understand that the so-called not that crazy is only relative.

"I know what you said, so let's talk about what value you can bring to me that is worth me letting you go!" Perfect looked at the prisoner in front of him, considering how to deal with him.

(End of this chapter)