Kacha kacha sounds kept on ringing out from the ground around Fang Xingjian. The viscous and dried blood seemed to have been swept by an invisible force, leaving behind inch-long marks on the ground.
Fang Xingjian looked coldly at the Jura, as if he was looking at a pile of dead meat.
He said coldly, "Did you kill all these commoners?"
"Hehehehe." The short man revealed an expression of reminiscence as he said, "They're all gifts to the gods. Pain, despair, and grief. These are the only gifts we can give to the gods."
He then licked his lips and said, "Then how would you like to die, warrior of the Empire? Are you going to slice off your flesh bit by bit for me to eat? Or are you going to be fried in a pot of oil? "He circled around Fang Xingjian's body, his gaze filled with a maniacal look.
"Or do you prefer to take it slow? Shall we rip off your limbs first? Or tear off your legs? "
Fang Xingjian merely asked coldly, "Which faction are you Mages from? You can sacrifice pain in exchange for the evil god's power? "
"To think that you dare to call the god an evil god. What a heinous crime." The short man revealed an enraged expression. "Unforgivable, unforgivable! I'm going to pull out your tongue and feed it to the dogs later. "
As he spoke, he continued to stab into his body with the kitchen knife. As his body was sliced open time and time again, an excited expression appeared on his face.
"God, please forgive his ignorance."
This short man was clearly the interrogator in this base. He was in charge of torturing the kidnapped commoners and sacrificing their pain to the evil god to activate black magic.
The remnant corpses and consciousness would then be used to synthesize and modify warriors like the Gray Knights.
This was black magic that was unique to the Gray Robed Mages.
Although Fang Xingjian did not know the entire process, he could guess that the other party's actions were definitely related to black magic. He had heard that a small portion of black magic in Demonic City was extremely cruel. They used extremely bloodthirsty and vicious methods in exchange for power from the evil god.
He had not expected to see it here.
His voice was like the cold Siberian wind as he said coldly, "One last question, are you afraid of pain?"
Just as the shortie was stunned for a moment, over twenty streams of Ether Sword Ripples slashed onto his body. In that instant, fresh blood splattered, as if a red firework had exploded.
"It's useless, it's useless."
Her body had clearly been cut into dozens of pieces, but under Fang Xingjian's slightly surprised gaze, Shortie's body slowly merged back together, once again forming her original appearance.
Looking at Fang Xingjian's slightly surprised gaze, a terrifying smile appeared on Shorty's face. "This is the power that God has bestowed upon us. He has bestowed upon us an immortal body. Heretic, feel the terror of God."
As he spoke, his entire body suddenly swelled up. His outer human skin was completely torn apart, and his entire body swelled up into a gray insect that was three meters tall and six meters long. His entire body was covered in segmented arms.
The fat on Buggy's body trembled as he laughed wildly, "Are you afraid?"
"Fear?"
"Resist?"
"Or escape?"
"Faced with an unkillable enemy, what on earth do you plan to …"
A soft swoosh rang out, and sword light swept across Buggy's body. With an explosive pffft sound, the huge bug was slashed into two halves from the left and right.
At the next moment, the Zenith Light Sword Formation was activated, and a stream of light sword swept out, heating up the bug's flesh into charcoal.
"Ahhh!" Agonizing cries rang out from the huge bug's body. The two halves of the bug dragged its body and dashed out. Not only did they shed off the charred parts like they were molting, but they also crazily engulfed the corpses in the surroundings, infecting the cells of the corpses, converting them, and turning them into a part of themselves.
"It's useless. Do you think that you can burn us to death just by heating them up? You're dreaming! "Sensing that its injuries were continuously recovering, the huge bug laughed out loud.
Fang Xingjian looked at the huge bug that was engulfing its flesh and let out a cold snort. The Zenith Light Sword Formation was activated at full power, and six light spots expanded simultaneously, turning into six light swords that headed toward the huge bug.
How terrifying was the prowess of the light swords that had a range of over 20 kilometers?
Moreover, the Zenith Light Sword Formation shot out light at light speed. There was no way for the huge bug to dodge the Zenith Light Sword Formation's attacks.
Wherever the six light swords passed by, regardless of whether it was steel, corpses, or walls, they would all be slashed into two. They struck the huge bug's body, heating it up crazily and cutting up its flesh.
The temperature in the air kept on rising, and wherever the light swords passed by, the huge bug's body would instantly be carbonized. It would then swell up and be sliced up, and new flesh would be carbonized.
Simultaneously, under the high temperature, the blood kept on evaporating. Even when the light swords passed by its brain, the brain would start to boil and burn.
At the beginning, the huge bug was still able to hang on, shedding its skin and engulfing other bodies to replenish its flesh and blood. However, very soon, its regeneration was no longer able to keep up with the destruction caused by Fang Xingjian's Zenith Light Sword Formation.
The huge bug fell to the ground and spun around crazily, struggling and crying out agonizingly.
Fang Xingjian walked toward the huge bug, whose body was continuously being burned into charcoal, and said coldly, "It seems that you're still afraid of pain."
These monsters could reassemble and cut up their own bodies. However, they were not immune to burns, which destroyed all their cells.
Moreover, compared to being slashed by blades and stabbed by swords, the pain of being burned, vaporized, and carbonized was hundreds or even thousands of times more painful.
Very soon, the agonizing cries turned into pleas for mercy.
"Stop!"
"Stop it!"
"I beg of you!"
Fang Xingjian let out a cold laugh. "Where did your god go?"
The Zenith Light Sword Formation was activated at full power, and light surged, almost encompassing the entire remaining bug's corpse. When the light gradually dissipated, all that was left was a half-melted, lava-like ground.
However, at the next moment, Fang Xingjian's smile faded. A loud rumble rang out from his left.
A lion-headed man darted to a distance of ten meters to his left, and its claws swept out like huge axes. However, they collided fiercely with an Ether Sword Ripple and were sent flying out with a bang.
Fang Xingjian stood there without moving, watching coldly as the lion-headed man dashed toward him, only to be sent flying back by the Ether Sword Ripple.
The level 6 Universal Sword Dominance Lunisolar mental cultivation method provided Fang Xingjian with three times the strength of the Ether Sword Ripple. Right now, Fang Xingjian's strength attribute was at 182 points. How terrifying would his strength be after being three times the strength attribute?
The lion-headed man was sent flying, crashing into the wall and sinking deep into it. Then he spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
With a single attack, all the bones in his body had shattered, and all his internal organs had turned into minced meat.
He looked at Fang Xingjian in disbelief, gritted his teeth, and said, "What on earth is this strength of yours?"
Fang Xingjian walked up to him slowly and said calmly, "And what the hell are you?"
Seeing that the lion-headed man wanted to struggle, the Zenith Light Sword Formation shot out toward his body. The speed of light was not something that the lion-headed man could dodge. Therefore, endless agonizing cries rang through the entire hall.
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