vrcanaries Chapter 564: All will turn into corpses at his feet
Chapter 564: All will turn into corpses at his feet
Aznar's bloodshot eyes were instantly filled with rage, and sulfur-colored flames shot up from his palms to the boss's blood-stained collar.
The formal fabric curled up into ash in the flames, revealing the dark patterns wriggling under the new skin - it was the demonic mark that had been forcibly implanted, and now it was vibrating like a buzzing due to the host's resistance.
"If you don't accept my toast, I'll punish you." Aznar's sharp claws pierced through the boss's shoulder blades and nailed him to the throne of thorns:
"Do you think the abyss is a bargaining market?"
"I'll give you one last chance. Will you cooperate or suffer eternal torture?"
"Torture?" The boss's body was suspended in the air like a kite. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he sneered:
"Why don't you ask your vassal if torture is still useful to me?"
Hearing this, Aznar turned his head to look at his vassal who was kneeling on the ground.
The vassal was startled and kowtowed in response:
"Wang... what he said is indeed true. After enduring thousands of rounds of torture, he has lost all consciousness. To be more precise, he has become numb."
A low roar like boiling lava rolled through Aznar's throat, and the sulfur flames suddenly tripled in size, burning the Throne of Thorns and twisting it out of shape.
The boss was nailed to the charred spikes, and his new skin quickly turned black in the high temperature. The devil's marks drilled deep into his skin like living snakes.
Despite enduring such tremendous pain, the boss remained silent, his gray eyes quietly looking at Aznar, his eyes revealing an obvious hint of sarcasm.
"Fred Nick, right..."
Feeling the mockery from the other party, Aznar didn't get angry but laughed instead. He laughed loudly, and the entire bloody hall shook violently with his laughter.
Aznar's laughter stopped abruptly, and a dark purple devilish fire ignited in his blood-red eyes.
It flicked its finger towards the boss's brow, and a dark golden chain suddenly emerged from the void, wrapping around the boss's neck. The demonic blood seeping from the chain links corroded his newly formed skin.
"Fred Nick, numbness has no effect in the abyss either."
"Enjoy it! Your consciousness and perception have been enhanced a hundredfold by me. In short, the pain you endure is a hundred times greater than before."
"Numb? Does it help?"
"So what if you can adapt to a hundred times the pain later?"
"I will give you a thousand times, ten thousand times, until you are willing to cooperate."
"I've cut off your path to suicide. Dying in agony? That's unrealistic. With my blessing, your consciousness will remain clear and you'll never pass out."
As if to prove its words, after inflicting a hundred times more pain, the boss's eyes widened and he began to grit his teeth, using too much force and his teeth were almost broken.
Veins popped out of his eye sockets, and the intense pain made his jaw tremble uncontrollably.
He gnashed his teeth, blood mixed with broken teeth oozing from the corners of his mouth, but he still managed to raise his head, his broken lips moving with difficulty: "Then I'll hold on for you to see..."
"Don't underestimate humans, you beast..."
Seeing that the other party was still so persistent, Aznar couldn't help but take a deep breath. In addition to the tremendous anger in his bloodshot eyes, there was also a lot of admiration.
"Then let me take a good look at this so-called human being..."
Aznar snorted coldly, said something to the vassal beside him and continued to torture him, then raised his foot and wanted to step out.
However, the next second, the boss's voice, which was trying hard to suppress the pain, suddenly rang out again:
"It won't be long..."
Ok?
Hearing this inexplicable remark, Aznar stopped in his tracks, slowly turned around, and asked in a deep voice:
"Not long? What do you mean?"
"Hehehe..." The boss let out a very creepy laugh from his throat, with the corners of his mouth raised, and looked directly at Aznar.
He spoke slowly:
"Do you remember the person who kept trying to stop you when you were kidnapped?"
Hearing this, Aznar frowned and thought about it carefully.
Is it the human named Gu Yeming?
Thinking of this, it responded:
"Of course I remember, so what's wrong?"
"Is it possible that he will come to rescue you?"
"Don't be ridiculous. He's just a Calamity Grade. Even if he's at the top level, what's the use?"
"In front of a boundary-level master, he's nothing special, let alone me."
"Humph, I bet he doesn't even dare to take a step into the abyss."
However, the boss denied it:
"Of course not..."
"On the contrary, he will definitely come to kill me."
"He almost killed me, but you suddenly interrupted the process and forcibly abducted me. He must be furious now..."
"From what I know about him, in the near future - no, even sooner than this."
"He will definitely come here in a short time and kill me, and you won't have a good ending either."
Aznar was stunned at first, then burst into deafening laughter. The sulfur-colored flames climbed up the boss's neck along the chain, continuing to torture him.
It laughed wildly and said:
"A mere Calamity-grade is trying to kill a Boundary-grade? Do you know what you're talking about?"
"Is it possible that you haven't witnessed the power that a powerful person at the boundary level can display?"
"Don't forget that you were originally a top-level natural disaster level. Even though your strength has been greatly improved in all aspects under the blessing of the forbidden hourglass, your attacks still have no effect on me!"
"Even if he's stronger than you, so what!?"
"I could kill all of you if I wanted to!"
"I'm a boundary-breaking demon, a primordial demon!!!"
As soon as the voice fell, it roared and suddenly punched the outside world -
This punch carried the power to destroy the world, and the entire hall trembled.
Wherever the fist wind passed, the air made a sharp whistling sound and was torn apart alive.
The sulfur-colored fist wind tore open the folds of space, turning the abyssal lava sea into a towering pillar of fire. The magma condensed into a hideous demon face and fell with a roar. The earth collapsed, the sky lost its color, and all the abyssal creatures and even everything in the path turned into dust.
Witnessing this extremely powerful blow, the boss remained calm and the mockery on his face became even stronger.
Even though his neck was nearly suffocated by the chains and his skin was sizzling from the burning sulfur flames, he still managed to speak:
"So what if it's a Primordial Demon...? So what if it's a Boundary-level Demon? So what if it's a Cosmic-level Demon?"
Under Aznar's extremely ugly expression, the boss spoke in a calm tone, and the things he described seemed to be normal:
"I heard and saw with my own eyes how he grew from a mere cannon fodder experiment to where he is today in such a short period of time."
"The magnitude of this is simply shocking. If you don't see it with your own eyes, ordinary people simply can't understand it. How can he…"
"I used to be just like you, looking down on him."
"But what now...?"
"Morede Company is dead, Movenson is dead, and even my most trusted confidant died at his hands. Everything is gone."
"And this is what I ended up in."
"Just watch..."
"You will die at his hands sooner or later."
"Whether it's me, you, or any other living being that stands in his way."
"All will turn to bones at his feet."
“Hehe….hahahahahaha…”
In Aznar's puzzled gaze, he suddenly laughed out loud, and there were too many emotions in his voice.
But anyone who understands can hear that the biggest emotion in his laughter is—
sorrow.