Steam Western Fantasy: This werewolf is ridiculously strong!

Unable to resist, Chernosalk could only be excitedly lifted up by two real demons and walked towards the strange green pool.

Tears and snot flowed simultaneously. As a male succubus who was overly delicate and cared about his appearance, this was something he could never tolerate.

But now, he could not feel any other emotion except fear.

Pfft!

Glenn and the old man shouted one, two, three together and threw the half-succubus above their heads into the mental cabin.

As soon as Chernosark entered, he struggled to climb out, but the cold steel lid had already fallen down, sealing off his hopes!

No! I shouldn't have such an ending! I am the young master of the Holy Spirit Family! I should have all the glory and wealth! I should be able to do whatever I want! There are so many women waiting for me to conquer! I can't die here! ...

No one listened to his crazy voice.

Through the translucent glass, he could see that the two people outside were enjoying his struggle with very happy expressions.

Damn you! How could you play with me like this!? I... The half-succubus was hitting the glass, but paused for a moment.

Is this what it feels like to have your life controlled by someone else? I used to be one of them standing outside. Is it because I did something like this that I ended up like this? ... He doubted himself.

But I quickly put these strange thoughts out of my mind.

No, no! I am the noble young master of the Holy Spirit Family! I have the right to do this! It is their honor to be played with by me and bring me pleasure! I am not wrong! ...

Chenosark's eyes became firm again, and he continued to try to break this strange, fish tank-like thing.

"Glenn, you should find more guys like him. Look at him, he refuses to repent. I can't wait to see him confess and beg for mercy, whispering, haha..."

The old man couldn't suppress the smile on his face, and it was obvious that he was extremely excited.

Glenn was not much better. He sighed and said, "This kind of top-quality stuff is hard to find. If I had it, I would definitely send it here. Stop talking nonsense and get started. I want to try this thing of yours myself this time."

The two of them pushed and shoved their way to the operating table.

Looking at the operating system which was much more complicated than the last time he came, Glenn waited expectantly for the old man's explanation.

The latter didn't waste any words. The old man's strong hand pulled a small lever and said:

"First, we need to put this test subject to sleep."

The huge machine made an unpleasant roar. Chernosark, who was in the mental cabin, was still crazy one second, and his eyes rolled back and he fainted the next second.

"This is the first step. Next, I will press this green button to implant countless tiny, soft fibrous substances into the body of the test subject."

Glenn subconsciously used his enhanced vision to look at the mental cabin, and vaguely saw the so-called fibers emerging from the inner wall of the cabin, approaching the succubus's body little by little, and slowly seeping in.

"After that we can stimulate all his nerves, you see."

The old man performed a series of operations, and after a few seconds the half-succubus began to twist wildly as if twitching, with countless black blood vessels bulging on its skin, which looked extremely terrifying.

Glenn then raised a question: "Will he not wake up even with such stimulation?"

"Haha, good question." The old man pointed at Glenn's nose. "From the moment he fell asleep, his soul was actually in a semi-fused state with his body. As long as his soul is not completely integrated with his body, he will always be in a state of suspended animation. So even if I torture him with the most cruel punishment, he will not wake up. Of course, there is no punishment that can torture the body more than this."

"Great, great." Glenn gave a thumbs up.

Then he asked again: "Have you considered the suggestion I gave you last time?"

The old man replied affirmatively: "Don't worry, I have been trying the inspiration you gave me, and now I have many solutions that are the most torturous to the spirit."

"So what are you waiting for? Give it a try now!"

Glenn said excitedly.

In a corner of the room, the dark female magician who was temporarily released stared at the two people who were busy at the operating table with round eyes.

She was no longer in control of her body, and all kinds of secretions had stained a large area of ​​the floor.

If Glendo looked at this female magician for a few seconds, he would find that this dark magician did not have a trace of dark energy.

Yes, this evil dark sorceress has been purified.

If other magicians knew this, it would definitely cause a huge sensation.

According to current records, only gods or messengers have been able to restore the fallen to light, and the conditions are extremely harsh.

Therefore, all magicians believed that corruption was irreversible, and only divine power with infinite possibilities could distort this change.

And now, an old guy, under the guidance of a werewolf, accidentally performed such a miracle.

After the old man demonstrated several times, Glenn also mastered the skills of operating the machine. He got started immediately and carried out inhumane torture on the half-succubus on the spiritual level.

This kind of pleasure built on the suffering of others is truly addictive. If Glenn didn't have to pick up Aduo from school, he would probably play until the old man's magic energy reserves were exhausted.

"Old man, you can try to create a mental space where time flows very slowly, so that the test subjects can experience long periods of loneliness in the darkness of nothingness. Isn't it exciting just to think about it?"

Glenn reluctantly moved away from the operating table and suggested with a smack of his lips.

"This involves time magic, it's not that easy."

The old man said unhappily.

Just now, when Glenn was playing, he slapped the levers and buttons, making loud noises. The old man reminded him several times to be gentler, but Glenn always said he knew his limits.

Now he had to check for any damage.

"I see... Well, I'll go ask some friends and see if they have anyone who's good at time magic."

Glenn said seriously.

"I'll be waiting for your good news." The old man turned on the light and carefully checked the machine.

"Okay, I have to go pick up my sister and come back to play in the evening."

Glenn said as he walked towards the basement entrance.

But out of the corner of my eye I just happened to notice the dark female magician tied up in the corner.

The opponent should not be able to resist at all now, but Glenn still decided to knock him out to prevent the old man from getting into any accidents.

But as soon as he walked over, he noticed something unusual in the figure he saw.

The disgusting aura of a dark magician on her was gone, which seemed very out of place.

The other party seemed to have just noticed Glenn coming over and suddenly shouted:

"Please! Don't let me go in again! I already know I was wrong! Please kill me! Or make me do anything! Just don't let me go in again! Please!"

Maybe it was because she had been locked up for too long, and her mental state was always in a state of breakdown, so she pronounced many words incorrectly.