Collapse Iron Cosplay Battle Damaged Star Spinal Cut - Everyone Cries to Death

The stench of blood still lingered inside the Golden Palace.

"call……"

"call……"

Jing Ke lay on the ground, panting heavily, like a dehydrated dead fish, his eyes filled with disbelief.

How could this happen...?

[I clearly already swallowed the Explosive Pill, and my power has reached its peak...]

Why... why can't I even last one move against this man with a gun?!

At the severed limbs, the azure dragon energy acted like a layer of frost, sealing his wounds tightly.

Without bleeding, it cannot regenerate.

This state of being unable to live or die is enough to break even the most mentally strong person.

"despair."

"despair."

Dan Heng, carrying Ji Yun, walked step by step to Jing Ke.

His blue eyes were calm and still as he quietly looked at the lump of rotten flesh on the ground.

"Speak."

Danheng's voice was very soft, as if he were having a casual conversation:

"The exact number of people, how many?"

"Where is the hiding place?"

"What is the organizational structure like?"

"And... what is the method of contact between your spies in the palace?"

"Don't tell me you don't. Without an inside man, you wouldn't know so much about Shattered Star."

……

If Dan Heng were to fly into a rage or subject Jing Ke to severe torture at this moment, Jing Ke might still be able to grit his teeth and endure it.

but!

Danheng is too calm!

It was as calm as a bottomless pool of stagnant water!

The more devoid of any emotion the calm is, the more chilling it becomes!

Looking into those cold eyes, Jing Ke couldn't help but shiver.

But he was, after all, a high-level Nightmare who had been brainwashed, an assassin carrying the hopes of three thousand brothers!

"Pooh!"

Jing Ke spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his neck stiffened, and he revealed an extremely twisted, cold smile:

"You think I'm intimidated by you?"

"Trying to trick me into revealing information?"

"dream!"

Jing Ke gritted his teeth, displaying the awe-inspiring demeanor of a martyr:

"There's no way I'm going to tell you anything!!!"

"I am an assassin!"

"An assassin's code is: never surrender, even to the death!"

"I, Jing Ke, would rather die, even if my soul is annihilated, than be a spineless coward who betrays his comrades!"

"Bring it on, whatever tricks you have up your sleeve!"

"Grandpa's just frowning, and it's your grandson!"

……

"yes."

His words were spoken with such righteous indignation and unwavering integrity.

Even March 7th, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but clench his fists, his teeth itching with hatred.

However, Danheng remained unperturbed.

His cold, aloof face showed not even a trace of emotion.

"Um."

Dan Heng nodded slightly.

"He has backbone."

"He's a tough guy."

Having said that, Dan Heng slowly extended his slender, fair right hand. At his fingertips, a wisp of cyan immortal dragon power, like a tiny serpent, coiled and leaped.

He gently touched the finger, which was shimmering with a bluish light, to a patch of intact skin on Jing Ke's chest.

"Actually..." Dan Heng's voice remained steady and gentle: "I don't like torturing other people's bodies."

"Because physical pain has its limits. When the pain reaches a certain level, a person will become numb and faint."

"That's too inefficient."

Dan Heng pressed his fingers down slightly. "Buzz—!" The wisp of azure dragon energy instantly pierced Jing Ke's skin and entered his body!

"I prefer..."

"To communicate directly with your soul."

………………

"what?"

Jing Ke still didn't understand the meaning of those words.

next second.

"Ughh ...

To Jing Ke's utter horror, he discovered that Dan Heng's wisp of azure dragon power, after entering his body, had neither damaged his blood vessels nor cut his internal organs.

Instead... it directly entangled itself around his [Nightmare Origin]!

That is, the core of his soul!

"Sizzle—!" That icy dragon power was like a miniature scalpel, slowly... slicing off a small fragment from his soul!

"Aaaaaaah!!!"

Jing Ke was in so much pain that his eyes felt like they were about to pop out of their sockets! He felt as if his consciousness was being torn apart! This kind of slow, agonizing torture, which directly affected the soul, was ten thousand times more painful than severing limbs! A hundred thousand times more painful!!!

"What...what did you do?!"

Jing Ke writhed frantically on the ground, his face smeared with tears and snot, completely breaking down:

"My very essence!!! You severed my very essence!!!"

Dan Heng remained squatting there, his face calm and composed. He even thoughtfully straightened Jing Ke's disheveled collar.

"Don't be nervous," Dan Heng said softly. "I'm just dismantling your soul little by little."

"The source of your nightmares is vast."

"I just did the calculations."

"At the current cutting speed, it can be cut into about 12,000 slices."

"During this time, you will not die, and you will not even faint."

"You will be fully aware of how you gradually disappear from this world."

Dan Heng raised his eyes, and in those calm eyes shone an extreme cruelty that would chill even the gods to the bone:

"That was the first one."

"Next, the second piece."

devil!

That guy is a complete devil!

Jing Ke's psychological defenses began to tremble violently.

He thought he wasn't afraid of death.

But the feeling of watching one's soul being slowly tortured is something that carbon-based or energy-based beings simply cannot endure!

Just when Jing Ke was in excruciating pain and on the verge of collapse.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute!"

next to.

Suddenly, a clear, slightly anxious child's voice rang out.

……

"Da da da".

Bai Lu had a ginkgo branch on her head and was tightly clutching the little notebook that contained the "Big Sister's Heaven-Defying Cultivation Manual".

With its short legs, it jogged all the way over.

She squatted down next to Dan Heng, her big eyes fixed on Jing Ke on the ground.

He was also holding a calligraphy brush in his hand.

"Danheng! Take it easy!"

Bai Lu poked Dan Heng's arm with the pen handle, her face full of dissatisfaction:

"Don't take it all apart!"

……

Upon hearing this...

A flash of wild joy suddenly appeared in Jing Ke's eyes as he lay on the ground!

Someone pleaded for leniency!

This little girl came to save me!

[Great! I knew there would be some soft-hearted people among them!]

However, Jing Ke's moment of ecstasy lasted for less than half a second.

Then they heard Bailu open her little notebook and solemnly instruct Danheng:

"Leave him a little bit of his life force to keep him alive!"

"The cuts on this nightmare's limbs are so clean; I was thinking of taking it back to the Imperial Hospital later for a suturing experiment!"

Bai Lu blinked her big eyes, her tone filled with an intense thirst for knowledge and an extremely obsessive scientific spirit:

"I want to see what it would be like if his left leg was attached to his right arm."

"Then we'll break down his essence and reassemble it."

"Will he be able to get back up and let us chop him up again?"

"I haven't fully grasped the boss's incredible skill of regenerating a broken leg yet!"

"These are excellent subjects for live experiments! Please don't kill them all!"

"If I learn this, I'll be more confident in treating Big Sister's injuries in the future."

Danheng: ...Good idea.

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