Invasion of another world: starting with slime

"Next, ten sharp thorns will slowly pierce your fingers from your nails. It is said that the ten fingers connect to the heart, and it will be very painful. But you seem to be very stubborn, so let's treat it as an appetizer."

The black-robed man trembled all over, but when he thought of the punishment within the Demon Worship Cult, it was a hundred times more terrifying than this.

For the next 3 minutes, screams flooded this small area, and the sound was confined within the bounds.

"Not bad. Next, the nails of ten of your fingers will be pulled out, and at the same time, ten spikes will be pierced into your toes."

It was another 3 minutes, and the screams continued, especially loudly.

He San was expressionless, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

The beads are connected together to form a thin film covering the body of the man in black.

"Now, ten of your toenails will be pulled out, your hands and feet will feel like being eaten by ants bit by bit, and your adrenaline will be suppressed during this period."

"They will stimulate your nerve endings one after another, and at the same time secrete a nerve-like excitatory venom. You may not understand it, it doesn't matter, the general meaning is that you will experience a hundred times the pain."

"You immediately feel, even then, conscious and aware of every pain more acutely than ever."

Every time He San said a word, the man in black trembled more violently.

The young man in front of him is simply a demon from the demon world, no, it is countless times more terrifying than a demon.

He began to wonder who was the follower of the Demon God and who was the member of the Demon Worship Cult.

The heart-piercing screams continued. It was the first time he experienced such fear, and he fell directly into the depths of hell.

Never at any time did he feel that it was such an enviable thing to die happily.

Yes, he began to envy those companions who were stabbed to death by the white-haired girl's sword, and especially hoped that he would be the first to die.

But all thoughts became chaotic and fragmented, even despair and fear could not be born, and he was overwhelmed by endless pain.

After a while, the man in black was no different from a dead fish.

But He San knew that he was not dead.

"Don't tell me, it's really tough. If it were me, I would definitely not be able to stand it. Then, the warm-up is over, let's start the dinner."

The black-robed man who was already motionless trembled as if hearing He San's calm words.

"I... I... I said..., I... said everything... please... please..., I said... everything..., please... please... let me go Bar……"

Is this punishment cruel? It is cruel, and He San himself thinks it is cruel.

But there is no way, some people, no matter how cruel the punishment, no matter how painful the past, are not worthy of sympathy.

The man in black trembled and raised his head, his eyes widened and bloodshot.

Both hands and feet are already bones.

"Come on, it's better to speak quickly, I'm in a hurry."

The film on the man in black melted, secreting green mucus, which was injected into his body.

A little bit of poison that promotes excitement and relieves pain, but the disadvantage is that the sequelae are relatively serious, and festering will occur within half a day.

"I am... I am a member of the Demon Cult, I believe in the Demon God, and everything... everything is for the Demon God to come..."

The man in black took a few breaths after saying a word.

He San waved his hand and interrupted him.

"Tell me something I don't know, besides you people, how many other people participated in this demon god sacrifice, what strength are they, and where are they now?"

The man in black didn't dare to neglect: "All the congregants participating in the sacrifice this time are here, eleven of us. Because the time for the sacrifice is approaching and the number of sacrifices is almost enough, we will gather together. Usually, one person is responsible for almost The scope of a town."

"Besides us, there is also a leader who presides over the sacrificial ceremony. The leader is very strong. Although he has not yet reached the holy rank, with the blessing of the demon god, his strength is comparable to those who have just entered the holy rank."

"We don't know where the leader is, and we don't even know the exact location of the altar of the demon god. We all use the teleportation altar given by the leader to teleport. It is also because of this that we will gather together."

He San nodded and continued to ask, "Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

The man in black struggled for a while, but finally seemed to give up.

"Yes, this teleportation altar, every time we teleport to it, we will be imprisoned for a period of time. During this time, we cannot use any abilities and cannot move, similar to ordinary people."

"In addition, the demon altar seems to be placed in an abandoned goblin lair, probably in the monster forest."

He San waved his hand: "Just say what you know. As for deduction, that's my business."

Hearing this, the man in black trembled again and bowed his head deeply.

For fear of angering the devil again.

"Tell me about your Demon Cult, how many people there are in total, what strength, how many branches and strongholds you have, tell us everything you know."

As he spoke, He San waved his hand and took out a sheepskin map and a piece of paper. The map was obtained when he was in Donghu Town.

"Write down what you know. Don't try to get away with it. No one can save you, and you won't survive today. The only difference is how long you want to die."

The man in black grabbed the pen and quickly wrote down everything he knew on the paper.

He tightly grasped the pen and paper, as if grasping the last straw, but on the contrary, it was a reminder.

He would rather die quickly. For him, letting him die quickly is the greatest salvation for him.

After He San got what he wanted, he turned and left. There was only a pool of ashes behind him, which melted into the soil.

Seeing He San come back, Fu Lingxue breathed a sigh of relief, everything just now was blocked, and she didn't see anything.

"Any clues?"

He San took out the message written by the man in black and handed it to Fu Lingxue.

"You can't believe all the information on it, but some of it must be true. You take it back and hand it to Hu Ling. Wait until tomorrow, and ask them to hand it to the Grand Duke of East Lake tomorrow."

"From the mouth of the man in black, I learned that the other party still has a leader. It is not clear whether there are other people around this leader."

Fu Lingxue nodded: "The other party's sacrificial ceremony is tomorrow, what should we do?"

"There are 96 girls here, plus the men in black on the ground, there are more than 150 people. These girls must be rescued, but they can't startle the snake."

"In this way, you will send these people out in batches tonight, and ask Huang Xing and Han Lei to find an island on Qiandao Lake and temporarily resettle them."

"I will stay here, and the people above will hand it over to me. After the transfer of these girls is completed, you will guard here to prevent the news from leaking."

Fu Lingxue thought for a while, then asked puzzledly: "Why don't you send these people off, and I stay here to guard, wouldn't it be safer?"