"Believers who offer their souls to the God of Light are never afraid of the threat of the devil, nor are they afraid of any violence. So, you heretic, just give up. I, the great Archangel Laric, will never compromise with a creature from another plane!"
Although the Archangel was badly beaten, and none of his bones were in good condition, he gritted his teeth and endured. In fact, he did not want to do so. Who asked Ye Qinghan to offer such ruthless conditions?
After killing him, he still had to think of a way to prevent the God of Light from finding out? This shameless heretic should really sink his soul into the Shura Sea forever!
"I don't need violence! Since you are so stubborn, I can only risk my own fear and let you enjoy it! "
Ye Qinghan smiled sinisterly and looked at the Archangel. When he saw Ye Qinghan take out a fully enclosed helmet, he felt an ominous premonition. When Ye Qinghan put the helmet on him, he used something to plug his mouth and forcibly sealed his divine sense. He could not see, speak, or probe, and could only listen. He felt a chill all over his body.
Then, he felt his body being tied up. His body suddenly felt cold, and the robe on his upper body was suddenly torn. He began to feel incomparable fear. Could it be that this evil heretic … was going to explode the flower in his back?
Fortunately, Ye Qinghan did not continue to tear the robe on his lower body. This made him feel slightly at ease, but it made him even more terrified. A person who could not see, could not probe, and did not know what inexplicable situation would happen was the most afraid!
Finally, he knew what Ye Qinghan was going to do. His four limbs were tied up, and then all ten of his fingers were cut by sharp blades. Blood began to drip slowly, dripping onto his naked body! It felt like raindrops were slowly dripping from the eaves!
Hmph, this heretic, actually used such a low-level method?
Bloodletting?
Didn't he know that the believers of the God of Light were the least afraid of death?
Drip! Drip!
The War Emperor Palace was incomparably quiet. Blood oozed out of the ten fingers and slowly dripped onto the Archangel's stomach, dying his skin red. At first, it felt a little warm, but then it felt a little cold, and finally, it became sticky …
Death was not scary. The most terrifying thing was to die slowly while "enjoying" the taste of death! Bleeding was not scary. What was scary was to bleed, and to bleed slowly …
Ye Qinghan sat leisurely at the side, slowly drinking a pot of tea. Having lived two lives, he knew that the most powerful torture was not physical torture, but the torture of the soul.
Sure enough, in less than an hour, the Archangel's complexion began to change. Not only was he pale from blood loss, but his body also began to tremble slightly. However, his divine crystal had been crippled, and Ye Qinghan had used a special material to tie him up. He couldn't move even if he wanted to.
An hour later, his body trembled even more violently. Logically speaking, the blood in his body should be able to flow at this rate for four hours. Even if all his blood flowed out, he wouldn't die immediately, but his muscles would slowly die. Of course, if his god crystal wasn't broken, even if all his cells died, he could slowly recover, unless his life force was completely depleted.
Two hours, just two hours!
The Archangel began to writhe his body frantically, using all his strength to start writhing. Ye Qinghan smiled faintly, knowing that this Archangel was on the verge of collapse! But he didn't move, instead letting the Archangel continue to writhe for a while. Only then did he remove the Archangel's helmet, took out the metal rod that was stuck in the Archangel's mouth, and smiled faintly, "How is it? Do you want another two hours? "
"Huff, huff! Devil, you must be the Devil King of the Asura of Avici, you will die a horrible death … "
The Archangel's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Ye Qinghan's smile that was even more terrifying than that of a devil, and roared hysterically.
Ye Qinghan smiled coldly, then picked up the helmet and covered the Archangel's head. But before it could completely cover the Archangel, the Archangel shook his head desperately and shouted, "Don't, don't, I'll help you think of a way, don't do it, I'll go crazy, I beg you!"
Ye Qinghan chuckled, and the Soul Ring in his hand flashed, and the Archangel's body began to recover. After a while, the Archangel's face returned to normal. He smiled faintly and said, "Speak, tell me everything you know!"
"You can't kill me, your soul has an imprint in the Temple of Light. If I die, the God of Light will immediately find out!"
The Archangel took a deep breath, and after a long silence, he spoke. Seeing Ye Qinghan's cold eyes, he quickly said, "I'm not doing this to save my life, this is the truth. You can lock me up here, and as long as I don't die, the Upper Realm will not know. Of course, I can also become your slave, I promise to be loyal to you, I swear in the name of the God of Light!"
"Smack!"
Ye Qinghan picked up the helmet and threw it at the Archangel, "Swear to hell, become my slave, and you want to swear in the name of the God of Light? Hm? That's right … if you become my soul slave, that means you are offering your soul to me, will the God of Light find out? Don't play games with me. I can examine your soul. If you dare to lie, your soul will have a special fluctuation. When that happens, I'll let you continue to enjoy it! "
The Archangel shook his head desperately, and said with a sad face, "No, Your Excellency! The God of Light cares about this the most, as long as there is a change in our soul, the imprint of our soul will change, and then he will know! The God of Light is very strict with the management of heaven, they are especially concerned about the piety of their followers and the people around them! "
Sure enough!
Ye Qinghan secretly thought that it was a close call, if he had asked the Archangel to offer his soul as soon as he came in, the God of Light would know immediately, and it would be troublesome if he sent someone down to investigate!
Being in a different world, there were 12 Level Nine experts above him, and he didn't know whether they were experts at the upper Level Nine or Level Nine Supreme Master. Ye Qinghan had to be careful and advance step by step, otherwise he would be doomed eternally!
"Think of a way for me to get into heaven, and I can't let the God of Light know that I came from a different world. If you can't think of a way, I will come in half a month to let you bleed, until you are completely crazy! I can't kill you, I can't touch your soul, but it's okay to play with you until you are crazy! "
Ye Qinghan patted the Archangel's pale face with the back of his hand, and then smiled gently, saying, "If you can think of a good way, I will get into heaven, and finally have a chance to kill those 12 God of Light, and unify the Heavenly Hall, maybe I will let you sit on the throne of the God of Light!"
Seeing Ye Qinghan's figure disappear in the War Emperor Palace, the Archangel's whole body and soul trembled, and he weakly lay in the corner, murmuring, "He wants to sneak into heaven? He wants to unify the Heavenly Hall, he must be a devil from the Hell Asura Sea, he must be the Devil King … "
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