Every day, new corpses would be dumped in the underground mine, none of them headless.
Sandgate was obsessed with the painful expressions of humans before they died. He felt that pain and despair were the most real experience, while smiles meant hypocrisy.
He would use his long-range superpower to slowly crush a person's bones and internal organs.
Then, he would observe the painful expression on the person's face. The pain of knowing that he was about to die was so wonderful. There was still a trace of hope in the eyes, but rationality had already given up resisting.
Sandgate could stay still and observe such a face for an entire day, capturing the most painful moment.
Puchi!
The knife slashed across the neck of the person in pain. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the body that had lost its support quickly fell to the ground, slowly stiffening.
Sandgate had to move very quickly in order to preserve the most wonderful pain of the victim forever. He used transparent glass to fix the head and face, made it into a cube, and then displayed the cube in his bedroom.
One, two, as the number of transparent cubes containing the victim's head increased, he had to change his bedroom twice to accommodate more trophies.
Sandgate had a habit of looking at these painful expressions before he could fall asleep.
Knowing that others were in pain, Sandgate himself was happy.
Since he was very young, Sandgate had liked to torture small animals.
He would break the leg bones of a cat or dog and listen to their screams.
The screams made Sandgate's pores open, and he felt indescribably comfortable. The only thing that dissatisfied him was that the facial expressions of small animals were not as rich as that of humans, but hearing the screams and seeing the eyes of pain and despair still excited Sandgate.
The first time Sandgate saw such a wonderful expression of despair before death was when he was nine years old.
He and his friend crawled into the abandoned mine tunnel. The rotten support pillar suddenly collapsed, and the collapsed rocks pressed down on his friend's legs. His friend's face was twisted with despair and pain, and he cried loudly for help, begging Sandgate to find rescuers outside.
For a moment, Sandgate panicked and wanted to leave, but he quickly calmed down, because he found that his friend's twisted face in pain, bloodshot eyes, and desperate cries were full of temptation.
The desperate cries were like the most beautiful music in the world, and the face twisted in pain was the most realistic and touching picture that he had ever seen.
So Sandgate stopped and went to his friend's side. He sat down and observed the expression on his face.
Realizing that Sand Gate didn't ask for help, his friend's face was filled with shock and disbelief. He was furious and cursed loudly. Sand Gate, on the other hand, found great satisfaction in his angry expression.
Pain and despair were so wonderful.
Finally, Sand Gate understood why he hated the hypocritical smiles of adults. It was because those smiles were not real and could not move his heart.
In his heart, he longed to experience pain. The more heart-wrenching the pain, the more it made his heart pound and his blood flow speed up.
However, this excitement didn't last long. His friend died from excessive blood loss. The expression of despair disappeared from his friend's face, and his expression gradually stiffened.
For a long time after that, Samen would always dream of his friend's painful face before he died. That painful face became his spiritual support.
Sand Gate was tormented by the desire to see other people's expressions of pain and despair.
Finally, when he was eleven years old, he used a knife to kill the homeless old man sleeping under the bridge.
When the dagger stabbed into the old man's heart, the sleeping old man's face rapidly twisted, and he vomited a large mouthful of blood. The thick wrinkles on his face shrunk as pain and despair surged forth!
Sand Gate was like a drug addict. He looked for one target after another and enjoyed the despair and pain on their faces before they died.
Humans were creatures that would never be satisfied. Sand Gate hoped that he could keep those beautiful moments forever, so he used glass glue.
Sand Gate only enjoyed the twisted expressions of death, but he had no interest in the human body. He casually tossed the victims' bodies aside, leaving them to rot by the side of the road and be covered in maggots.
There was a clear difference between the people of this region and the people of this region. In this region, many people with superpowers opened their seventh brain regions at a later time.
Sand Gate only suddenly opened his seventh brain region at the age of twenty, obtaining the rare superpower of thought control.
After becoming a superpower, Sand Gate became even crazier. He killed even more people and obtained even more expressions of despair and pain. At the same time, he learned how to torture.
If he directly killed his victims, Sand Gate would only obtain a short period of happiness. But if he tortured them to death, Sand Gate could obtain even more vivid details through repeated torture and observe the changes in their expressions of pain.
In the past twenty years, Sand Gate had become a notorious murderer in the outer regions, leaving behind headless corpses in many different places.
In a desolate place like the outer regions, Sand Gate's cruel actions did not receive the punishment he deserved, and he even got a job because of it.
Sand Gate did not know how Pardo, the son of the imperial steward, had found him, but when he offered to exchange two hundred slaves for Sand Gate's help in killing one person, Sand Gate agreed without hesitation.
He did not care who he wanted to kill. He only cared about the expression of pain and despair before death.
Very soon, Pardo sent over the first batch of slaves. There were men, women, elders, and children.
Sand Gate happily followed Pardo to the Chaotic Eagle Empire. There, he used a red ink pen to leave a name on the leg of an Ink Eagle.
Just by doing this, he could obtain one hundred expressions of despair and pain?
Sand Gate felt that Pardo was really an idiot. He invited Pardo to admire his favorite masterpiece, but Pardo's face was pale and he sternly refused.
It was also on that day that Sand Gate suddenly discovered that Pardo's facial features were very special. He was slightly plump, but clear and full of temptation.
A month later, Pardo came to find Sand Gate again. This time, his target was the emperor's Sky Raising Eagle.
Sand Gate did not need to spend much effort to control the emperor and make him drink poison, killing him.
After returning, Pardo sent over a second batch of slaves. Perhaps afraid that Sand Gate would one day be exposed, Pardo led a group of warriors to attack Sand Gate.
Unfortunately, Pardo did not know that Sand Gate was far more powerful than he had imagined. While wandering the outer regions in search of a target, Sand Gate had once obtained a fortuitous encounter and became a powerful Star Domain Advanced Super.
Pardo and his subordinates were not a match for Sand Gate at all.
After the battle, Sand Gate did not kill Pardo. Instead, he was locked up with the slaves.
Sand Gate thought that thanks to Pardo, he would not need to wander around in search of prey for a long time.
At the thought of being able to immerse himself in the joy of obtaining expressions of pain and despair every day, Sand Gate trembled with excitement!
After a long period of inhumane hunting, Sand Gate had learned a lot.
The most exciting expressions were not so easy to obtain. One had to first lock up the victims, make them suffer from hunger and fear, and then undergo cruel torture. The final expression would be the most desperate and painful.
Clatter ~
The cages holding the slaves were opened.
Sand Gate raised an eyebrow as his gaze swept over the faces of the prisoners.
Finally, he found the face he was looking for. A young mother was holding her daughter, shivering in a corner.
The mother and child's faces were covered in dirt. Starvation had weakened their bodies, and their skin looked even older than their actual age.
Sand Gate's gaze stopped on the mother and daughter. He looked at the mother, who was hugging her child tightly, her entire body trembling.
Sand Gate stared at the mother for a long time, making her feel that she would not be able to escape this time.
"Ya Ya, no matter what happens later, you have to live. You have to live!"
"Nothing is more important than living. You must remember this!" The mother said in a hoarse voice in her daughter's ear.
The daughter nodded dumbly. Then, the young mother closed her eyes in despair, preparing to welcome the torture of this demon.
Sand Gate set up the place where the victims were tortured next to the cells where the spoils of war were kept. This was to ensure that every time he tortured the victims, everyone in the cells would be able to hear it.
The surveillance cameras would record how pale the faces of the people in the cells were, and how they cried bitterly.
This was a pleasure for Sand Gate. The hologram machine on the dining table was used to play the video. The pain of the people in the cells was Sand Gate's food.
Sand Gate gently raised his chin, and the mother let out a crazy and desperate scream.
Her young daughter floated in the air!
So the one who was chosen was not her, but her daughter!
Oh my god!
The mother completely broke down in an instant!
Soon, she would hear with her own ears that her daughter was tortured to death by Sand Gate in the next cell!
There would never be a more painful human tragedy in the world!
How the young mother wished that the one chosen by Sand Gate was her!
As long as her daughter could live one more day, the mother was willing to pay any price!
However, any sincere prayer would have no effect in the face of this demon.
The mother watched as her daughter quickly flew out of her arms. She was so anxious that she used both hands to pull, tearing the long hair and blood from her head.
* Plop *
Just when the young mother thought that she was going to lose everything.
Suddenly, Sand Gate put Ya Ya down.
The barefoot little girl quickly crawled on the hard ground. The metal scraped her knees and calves, leaving a trail of blood, but the little girl screamed and threw herself back into her mother's arms.
The little girl's eyes were dull, and her body was trembling. She did not cry, because fear had made her lose all her instincts, and her mind was blank.
"Someone is coming?"
"Who could it be?" Sand Gate mumbled to himself.
He closed the cell door and walked out with a frown.
The people in the cell suddenly felt like they had survived a disaster, but they knew very well that luck did not belong to them. They could escape today, but they could not escape tomorrow, and even if they escaped tomorrow, there was still the day after.
As long as these demons were still alive, they would eventually die in despair and pain. Their heads would be cut off, and they would be made into transparent cubes.
Sand Gate moved faster and faster in the darkness, like a reptile that had lived its entire life in the sewers.
He came behind a metal wall and secretly opened the peephole. Through an optical lens similar to a cat's eye, he observed the situation at the entrance of the tunnel.
It was two people. They were both very young, and their expressions were very unique.
One had a perpetual sunny smile on his face, and the other had a face that seemed to not care about anything.
* Whoosh *
In that instant, Sand Gate's eyes widened.
He had seen too many bitter expressions on the faces of the poor in the Outer Realm.
But these two young people were from Cangyue Country. Their skin was fairer, their facial features clearer, and their expressions were unforgettable.
They did not disguise themselves. The one who liked to smile naturally liked to smile, and the one who didn't care naturally didn't care at all. With Sand Gate's research on human expressions, he could easily find these two young people with such distinctive expressions from a million people.
They were existences that Sand Gate had been searching for, but it was difficult to obtain.
If he could torture them, they would definitely leave an expression that he would never forget.
In the darkness, Sand Gate greedily licked his lips.
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