Chapter 61
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There was no need to talk about being reckless.
After William successfully leveled up, the first thing he did was to bring Alec back to the town and catch the spy!
The level 62 killer was not very famous, but William knew who the killer belonged to and who he was working for. So there was no need to keep the spy alive.
But when the two of them left, Alec did not notice a figure slowly walking out from the bushes.
It was Lautner. He just wanted to test if Alec was loyal enough.
…
The two of them returned to the City of Dawn that night. William was covered in blood. The guards on the city walls were shocked. They hurriedly lowered the drawbridge and opened the city gates.
Then, the two of them came to a private house.
William kicked down the door. The person in the house seemed to have sensed something. Just as he was about to escape through the window, William raised his hand and shot an arrow through his thigh. He screamed and fell.
"My Lord, do you need me to interrogate him?" Alec came to William's side and asked.
William narrowed his eyes. He grabbed the spy's hair and dragged him into the house. "I'll do it myself."
"No, my Lord, my Lord, let me go. Ah, no …" William could not tolerate the spy's screams. No matter how much he struggled, he could not break free.
William glanced at the spy in front of him. He exerted force and pulled out the spy's hair. His scalp was also pulled out, causing blood to flow.
The spy could not help but cry out in pain.
But in the City of Dawn, no one would save him …
"Tell me, who sent you here?"
"My Lord, what, what are you talking about? I don't know anything. I just want to be a commoner here …"
"Crack!" William broke the spy's right leg with one foot. The white leg bone was exposed to the air. Before the spy could hug his leg and cry, William grabbed the lower half of the leg bone and suddenly pulled.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
"My leg, my leg …" The spy's eyes widened. He could not imagine that the blood-stained Elf in front of him was the kind and amiable Lord.
And what kind of interrogation method was this?
Was there a need to be so cruel?
Even though he knew that his identity had been exposed when William kicked the door, how could there be such a cruel interrogation method? Shouldn't he use the soft approach first before using the hard approach?
Not playing by the rules …
William carried the leg bone with flesh and blood on it and slowly squatted down in front of the spy. He said in a cold voice, "Tell me everything you know, or I'll feed you your own flesh. Then I'll keep you captive until you've eaten all the flesh in your body and died."
The spy shuddered. At this moment, he finally believed it.
The devil before him would definitely do such a thing.
His kindness and amiability in the past were just a facade.
No wonder the leader wanted to kill him.
No wonder the leader thought this elf was an obstacle to their freedom.
The Lord of Dawn deserved to die!
"The leader is right. Only by occupying the Town of Dawn can the Freedom Army advance and retreat. The information I sent out is correct. He deserves to die." The spy fell into his fantasy and forgot that there was an impatient Legendary Boss in front of him.
Was William cruel?
No, he just didn't want to die.
Had anyone ever thought about how much a transmigrator who loved dragons would fear this world after he really transmigrated?
Had anyone ever thought about how scared a player who could respawn countless times would be when he entered the game with only one life left?
How scared was William?
No matter when or where, he would want to tie Lautner to himself. Did this count?
He was really scared!
He was scared to death.
It was just that he usually hid it very well. He looked very amiable, relaxed, and indifferent.
But it didn't mean that he wasn't afraid of death.
He was clearly avoiding contact with the human nations and people who posed a threat.
But long before he transmigrated, someone had wanted to kill him for no reason. Even now, he didn't want to give up …
The devil in his heart was magnified. He wanted to turn everyone who wanted to kill him into ashes.
Ever since he knew who that person was, he dared to believe that he, his family and friends in this world, absolutely no one had provoked that person. But that person wanted to kill him.
Then.
He didn't mind using the most brutal method to treat him and his subordinates.
William suddenly stepped on the spy's broken leg. Pfft! Blood splattered on the ground.
"Ah ah ah ah ah …" The spy stared with bloodshot eyes. The veins on his neck bulged. He clenched his fists tightly. He still looked at William fiercely, not saying a word.
The spy's broken leg had already been stepped on into a pile of rotten meat. His leg bones had been pulled out, but it only made him feel even more hatred.
This kind of hatred made the spy unimaginably tolerant of William's torture.
But as a veteran player with an upper limit of 50% pain, he was really used to death and torture. In his previous life, he liked this kind of real free world.
He was once a legend.
He was still one now.
William smiled sinisterly and slowly extended his slender hands towards him …
Screams came one after another, rhythmically rhythmic, like a beautiful note in the night sky.
Horrifying wails and begging for mercy could be heard in a radius of a hundred meters.
Alec stood guard outside the door. He couldn't help but shiver. It was enough to imagine that even an assassin like him was afraid. Wouldn't the nearby neighbors be traumatized?
Fortunately, there were many patrolling guards nearby. They told the civilians to stay at home and told them that an assassin wanted to assassinate the Lord and had been caught.
The civilians suddenly understood and didn't feel any pity for these wails.
After all, in their hearts, the Lord gave them the best treatment. This was something that other human nations couldn't give. The kind-hearted Lord had been assassinated. It was nothing even if the assassin was tortured to death.
But they had never thought that the Lord would personally torture the assassin …
Hence.
They listened to the screams for the whole night.
William didn't ask again.
Even if the spy in front of him couldn't take it anymore and wanted to say something.
But he didn't want to continue the interrogation.
After William transmigrated, he could die at any time. He vented all his anger on this guy until there wasn't a piece of good flesh on his body. Until he was skinned and his tendons pulled out!
Early morning.
William pushed open the door and walked out.
When some guards went in to clean up the corpses, they saw the room full of blood and flesh. There were many corpses with exposed bones. They immediately vomited and vomited again …
"What happened to the spy?" Lautner stood beside him and asked quietly.
William squatted by the river and washed his face. He took a deep breath and said, "He was only monitoring me and providing information to others."
"What you did was too cruel. This isn't like you. A strong person shouldn't …"
"No." William interrupted him and said bluntly, "Since the weak chose to challenge the strong, then they should be mentally prepared. There's no reason for them to want my life. I just killed them very cheaply. I let them enter Hell without any pain or torture."
William slowly stood up and looked into Lautner's eyes. "When I was weak, my enemies made me live in fear. I could endure it and not even dare to let out a fart. I could pretend that I didn't know anything about the assassinations. "But the moment I gained power and authority, my revenge just began."
Lautner's gaze was a little complicated. He didn't think that William would change so much after he left the Dark Night City.
"But no matter what, Lautner will be your executive officer."
"Uncle?"
"Ah … I'll leave first. You don't have to call me uncle. Goodbye."
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