"If you knew there were poppies growing in Mr. Lin's olive grove, why did you Summon a demon that would go crazy? You have crossed the line!" Mofan demanded.
"No, no, the president and I didn't know Mr. Lin was growing poppies in the olive grove. We thought he was just a businessman, but after what happened, we realized he was an opium grower too. He didn't dare tell us the truth, so he cooperated with us to lie to the Greek government. Not long ago, Mr. Lin told us a young man who was working in the olive grove was still alive. He heard it from his daughter, so we sent someone to keep an eye on him and find a chance to get rid of him, "Babbitt said.
"Was the demon your president summoned a giant?" Mofan asked.
Harper had also said it was a giant, a giant from the ocean, but it had the Mark of the Crossed Sword on its back.
"It was a Demon Titan, similar to a giant," Babbitt said.
Secretary Richard noticed Mofan asking Babbitt a lot of questions, and Babbitt was willing to tell him everything. It was obvious that Babbitt was on the verge of a mental breakdown after being tortured by Mofan.
"That's enough, I've learned everything I wanted to know. Secretary Richard, I'm sorry, but I'm going to execute you now," Mofan said.
Secretary Richard's eyes widened. He immediately said, "Please, don't kill me. Hand me over to the military court. I'll tell them everything. There are many people involved in this matter. Don't you want them all to be dug up? Don't kill me. Hand me over to the military court. I swear on my soul that I'll tell them everything, including the crimes the Guild of the Wicked has committed."
Mofan shook his head. He picked up Babbitt, who was lying on the ground like a pile of mud.
Mo Fan rose to his feet and walked out of the dilapidated military academy. Secretary Richard did not dare to stand up. He could only stare at Mo Fan's back.
Secretary Richard didn't dare to move because he sensed a chilling object behind him.
"Secretary Richard, if we hand you over to the military court, you will indeed be able to confess. I believe that it will take at least a year or two for you to be executed, from your statement to the gathering of evidence to the trial to finding witnesses. In order to make you more cooperative, the military will give you a comfortable environment to confess your crimes. They might even sentence you to life in prison so you can escape death … "
Mofan said to Secretary Richard, who was still kneeling behind him. Meanwhile, the shadow behind Secretary Richard grew thicker. Its bloodshot eyes felt like they could tear a person's soul apart.
"You might be satisfied with the outcome. But do you think what you've done is worthy of your punishment? "
"I won't hand you over to the military. I'm not interested in the people you mentioned. I want you to be punished!"
"I'm going to send you to Hell, the Hell that I, Mo Fan, have built for you!"
The shadow grew thicker. It was emitting a terrifying dark aura.
Secretary Richard slowly turned around and saw a Dark Demon holding a shackle around his throat. The evil aura it was emitting was so strong that Secretary Richard could not even muster up the will to resist.
"The Shadow Tribe … the Elder of the Shadow Tribe!" Secretary Richard was quite knowledgeable. He recognized the noble creature in the Dark Plane despite his fear!
Secretary Richard did not expect Mofan to be able to Summon the Elder of the Shadow Tribe.
"Since you recognize it, I don't have to explain it to you," Mofan turned around and stared at Secretary Richard, who was being restrained by the Elder of the Shadow Tribe.
Babbitt looked back while trembling. He almost fainted when he saw the Elder of the Shadow Tribe's eyes. The more evil they were, the more they were afraid of the evil creatures of Hell. The Elder of the Shadow Tribe was like a torturer of Hell. In other words, death was not enough to pay for the sins they had committed!
"No, no, kill me! Kill me! "Secretary Richard went completely berserk this time.
The Plane of Darkness was hell. All souls that were dragged into the Plane of Darkness would suffer tortures that were dozens or even hundreds of times more painful than death. Their souls would be cooked, crushed, slashed, and broken for all eternity!
Death was just a momentary pain. At most, it was a feeling of unwillingness and longing for the living world. However, compared to being dragged to the Dark Hell after death, it was really just the lightest prick of a needle.
The evildoers were most afraid of the Dark Plane, as those with deep hatred would most likely enter the Dark Plane and turn into dark creatures. When the culprits arrived, the creatures that had entered the Dark Plane before them would treat them with everything they had!
"Don't drag me, don't drag me!"
Secretary Richard waved his arms wildly. He randomly picked up a sharp rock. When he realized he was about to be dragged into the Dark Plane by the Elder of the Shadow Tribe, he hurled the rock at his temple.
Secretary Richard finally realized how terrifying Mofan was. Unfortunately, it was too late. The Elder of the Shadow Tribe was a professional at dragging souls. How could it let its prey commit suicide just like that?
The Elder of the Shadow Tribe skillfully tied Secretary Richard's hands together with a chain.
The rock was only a few centimeters away from Secretary Richard's temple, but he did not get what he wanted. The Elder of the Shadow Tribe stuck its barbed chain into Secretary Richard's body after securing its prey.
"Ka!"
With a strong pull, Secretary Richard's soul was completely dragged out. Jessica and the other cadets, including the officer guarding the gate, happened to see it.
His soul was really dragged out!
The Elder of the Shadow Tribe whistled happily like a happy farmer who had just caught a wild boar. It slung the chain over its shoulder. It was confident that Secretary Richard would not be able to break free from it, so it wobbled its way into the Dark Plane.
The chain was very long. The Elder of the Shadow Tribe dragged Secretary Richard's soul along. Secretary Richard's soul was like a frightened deer. He could not resist and was extremely weak. He could only let the Elder of the Shadow Tribe drag him along the way. He could only scream in pain, but he could not make any normal sound.
The moon was as cold as frost, shining down on the ruins of the military academy. Mo Fan was holding Babbitt, who was still alive but no different from a dead man. He walked toward Green Sprouts Island without any sign of life. Meanwhile, the Elder of the Shadow Tribe, who looked exactly like Mo Fan but was covered in black paint, was carrying a chain on his back. Secretary Richard was hanging on the other end of the chain. He was heading toward the Abyss of Hell in a joyful mood.
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