After a while, Bishop Jerry and Mr. Stone arrived here. There was nothing more important here than Meng Han's invitation to the city lord's palace in the Golden City. Both of them quickly put down their work, and for a moment
He ran over without daring to stop.
"Thank you, Bishop, Mr. Stone!" Meng Han was quite polite to his own people. However, in this gloomy torture chamber, Meng Han's politeness always made people feel a little shuddering.
"Please give me your orders!" When they came here, neither of them dared to put on airs in front of Meng Han, and put on a low profile, waiting for Meng Han's orders.
"Your Majesty Bishop, please cast some healing magic on Mr. Angus. It would be best to restore him to his original state." Meng Han did not show politeness to Bishop Jerry and directly ordered.
Without saying a word, Bishop Jerry raised his magic wand and started chanting. After a while, a white light shone directly on Angus's body from the top of the magic wand. His body, which had been beaten all over by old Roger, began to sing rapidly.
He recovered. The bloody wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, there were no signs of injury. If it weren't for the blood stains around him and the tattered clothes on his body, no one would be able to believe that this was
A guy who had just been beaten without a good piece of meat.
Meng Han gave a thumbs up to Bishop Jerry, and motioned to bring Angus a glass of water, asking him to drink some water to cheer him up. Then he ignored him and turned to the old necromancer Mr. Stone.
, discussed it very enthusiastically.
"Mr. Stone, I invite you to come here because I want to discuss several issues with you." Meng Han's words made the old necromancer feel flattered, but he still listened to Meng Han's words very seriously.
"I would like to discuss with you which part of the human body is most sensitive to pain." Meng Han's smiling words revealed a chilling message: "I think, as a necromancer,
, you have the most say."
When Angus next to him heard the words Necromancer, his body seemed to tremble unconsciously, and his hand holding the cup was a little unsteady. However, he was still stubborn and didn't say anything. He just listened coldly.
With.
"I do have some experience in this regard." Mr. Stone chuckled, understood what Meng Han meant, and said cooperatively: "However, if some of our necromancers' methods are used, maybe he will
I never had a chance to speak. I think this is not in line with the requirements of adults. In the end, it is better to use it only when it is absolutely necessary."
"That's right!" Meng Han nodded helplessly after listening to the old necromancer's words: "Look, simply using a whip or a stick doesn't seem to be able to make Mr. Angus feel happy. It seems that,
I had to use some other method!"
As he spoke, Meng Han put on a thoughtful posture and began to recall the tortures he had heard about in his previous life. The first thing that came into Meng Han's mind were naturally the names of some tortures in ancient China.
"Beheading, tearing apart, cutting in half, skinning, caulking, caesarean section, evisceration, Ling Chi." After naming a few names, Meng Han started shaking his head: "No, you will die immediately after using these, no! However, Ling Chi seems to be able to try it.
try."
"Mr. Angus, I wonder if you have heard of Ling Chi." Meng Han turned to Angus and introduced eagerly: "I will find two skilled swordsmen. Starting from your feet, I will cut them with one knife."
Cut the meat downwards with one knife, first cutting the limbs, and then the body. It takes at least a thousand cuts to kill the person. It is said that the longest record without anyone's assistance is 3,600 cuts.
It took three days and three nights for the prisoner to die. Now that Archbishop Jerry is here, I can guarantee that you can survive the three thousand six hundred dollars and three days and three nights."
"Of course, you also know that I don't want you to die, so I think we can let Bishop Jerry fully recover you when Ling is half-way late, and after a few days of good food and drink, we can
Start from the beginning again, and maybe you will feel that it is really an indelible memory."
While Meng Han was talking, he kept staring at Angus. Angus didn't know whether he was stunned or really indifferent. He didn't have any other expression at all and looked straight at Meng Han.
"It seems that Mr. Angus is not interested in this, so okay, let's try another one." Meng Han looked at his expression, shrugged his shoulders, and said again: "I remember there is something called inviting you to enter the urn.
How about we take a big stone pot, put a roaring fire under it, and then put you in it whole?"
Before Angus could say anything, Meng Han shook his head directly: "No, no, it's too troublesome. I have to take you out for treatment after a while. It's too cruel. Change it again."
Patting his forehead, Meng Han continued to think: "Tangle you up with a metal pipe, and then pour boiling water into it? This is called a mountain dragon. What do you think?"
"No, it's still the same problem. In this case, Bishop Jerry must keep releasing recovery magic on you, and then you get injured and recover again. As long as Bishop Jerry's magic power has not been exhausted, you can continue to do so.
Enjoy it." Meng Han turned to look at Bishop Jerry and couldn't help but shake his head: "This is too hard, Bishop Jerry, let's try another one, what do you think?"
Angus began to nod involuntarily, as if his train of thought had begun to follow Meng Han's train of thought, and he was unknowingly influenced by Meng Han.
"Look, Mr. Angus, you also agree to change." Meng Han nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Then how about changing to pepper water? The hottest pepper water, pour it from your mouth
Go in and keep pouring until your stomach can no longer hold it. Then, let you lie flat on the ground and let Old Roger step on your stomach a few times. You will find that the red pepper water starts to flow from the
The spray comes out of your mouth, nose, and even ears, and it's a bright red color. It's definitely a rare sight."
Old Roger was already gearing up next to him, and seemed to have imagined the wonderful scene of stepping on Angus's belly. The old necromancer Mr. Stone next to him kept shaking his head, as if he could not even think about such a method.
Don't want to hear anything in general.
"You don't like this either?" Meng Han looked at Angus and said slowly: "It doesn't matter, there are many ways, let's take our time. I remember that there is one called shackle punishment. Maybe you don't know what it is.
, I don’t remember very clearly, but there are two kinds of shackles with very interesting names that you will definitely be interested in. One is called seeking death, and the other is called seeking to break the family. I guess you can know these two from the names.
What is the effect of shackles?"
"I don't know much actually, but there are a few. For example, put a red-hot iron on your body and make a sizzle, no, this is too cruel. Let's try another one." Meng Han directly denied it.
Soldering Iron: "How about a bamboo stick?"
"Isn't there a saying called ten fingers connected to the heart? Prick a sharpened wooden skewer from between your nails bit by bit. Prick one on each finger. If the thorns are full, we will replace it.
Toes, do you think these are more elegant?"
Although Meng Han was just describing, the old necromancer Mr. Stone who was listening next to him could not help but sweat a little. The necromancer was already one of the most evil villains in people's minds, but now Mr. Stone felt that,
Compared with the things he had done in the past and what the city lord said, he seemed much kinder.
Red Bishop Jerry of the Empire of Light has consciously taken a few steps back. He is a believer in the great God of Light. Even if he treats pagans, he cannot use such cruel treatment. The most he can do is kill the pagans.
.However, according to the Marquis, there are many ways to die, and that Ling Chi could actually kill a person for three days and three nights and three thousand six hundred cuts. What kind of cruelty is that?
Old Roger was completely convinced. He had no objection at all to what Meng Han said when he came in that he would only suffer a little physical pain. These methods mentioned by Meng Han, if taken out casually, are better than what he would do.
Angus's beatings all over his body were a hundred times more painful.
As for the real owner Angus, he looked like he was about to collapse at this moment. He was sweating profusely, his hands were shaking unconsciously, and the water glass he was holding was also shaking, and water spilled out.
Gus didn't notice anything at all. His teeth were trembling slightly and he made a regular gurgling sound. His eyes were looking at nowhere, as if he had lost his soul.
Everyone saw Angus' situation and focused their attention on Meng Han. Meng Han motioned to Old Roger to push the trembling Angus. After his eyes focused, he asked: "Ange."
Mr. Si, which one do you like what I just said? Or, let's take turns to do it again? I guarantee that with Bishop Jerry here, you will not die."
"I said, aren't you afraid that what I said is false?" Angus finally spoke, but it was this question.
"Don't be afraid, Mr. Angus, I have invited all your family to Golden City." Meng Han said nonchalantly: "You have three sons, a wife, and a grandson. So, you have at least five
You can seize the opportunity to lie. Trust me, every recipe you tell me will be tested on your family first."
Looking at Angus who was on the verge of collapse, Meng Han stood up and told old Roger: "Let's use a simpler method. Roger, from now on, feed him well and drink well.
No matter what method you use, don't let him sleep. Keep asking him the same question over and over again until he begs to sleep and answers no different questions."