Chapter 138 Torture

The green skins have tight muscles and are extremely tough. The skin is rough and has a protective function comparable to that of bulletproof vests. Ordinary bullets are even difficult to penetrate their skin. The green skin is really rough and thick.

And this time Virgil is only facing a little green leader. Dealing with enemies at this level has made him dangerous. If it is a more powerful orc boss, or simply the primary goal this time, the most powerful "tusks" among the orcs, what should he do?

"We don't have any chance," Virgil sighed, "We can't be the opponents of fangs. According to the regimental commander, the higher the class among the orcs, the stronger they are. The tusks are several levels higher than this wild chopping. I can't beat the tusks, and even the guards around the tusks are difficult to defeat, and it is almost impossible to catch him alive.

"Hey, we don't need the enemy boss to fight again, do we? Even if you can't beat it, it's okay. It's okay to solve the problem directly with a gun. We have sleeping bullets. Even if the fangs are the superman among orcs, there is no threat after falling asleep, right?

"How do you know that the drowsy bullet will work?"

"That's a powerful sleepy bullet! One is enough for the elephant to sleep all day.

"But green skin is not an ordinary creature. They are cosmic monsters, much more powerful than elephants, and I felt that the green skin woke up halfway," Virgil pointed to the wild chopping lying on the side and said, "He should be pretending to be sleeping now."

"Nonsense, it's impossible!"

Virgil pulled out his long sword, "Then I cut this green chicken [chicken]. If he was asleep, then he would not feel it or hurt."

"Nonsense, you black-hearted shrimp," the green skin suddenly sat up and roared, "Even if you fall asleep and cut off the chicken [chicken], it will still hurt!"

"Ah!?" Goldman opened his mouth wide, "I'm really awake!"

"Hungry, yes, I just woke up. Yawn," the green skin pretended to yawn, and then he saw two little shrimps standing in front of him without saying a word. Hey, shrimps, what do you mean? Do you suspect that I lie to you? Hahaha, I really just woke up and absolutely didn't hear what you said, but you are so stupid!"

"Oh, why do you say that?"

"I won't tell you!"

"You really heard what we said."

"I just didn't hear it!"

"Use the punishment," Goldman simply said, "I have the means, and I will let him call out everything."

"Criminal?" Virgil asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Of course, first pull out his teeth with big pliers, then insert his nails with a bamboo stick, slowly chop his chicken [chicken] with a knife, put the ants on his wound, and let the worms crawl around on his wound! Green skin, I promise you will hope that you are a tree, because the tree doesn't know how to hurt, and you will be very painful after a while.

When I heard this, I couldn't help shaking, "Crazy, I'm not afraid of pain. Yes, I'm not afraid of pain. I'm not afraid of pain. In fact, it doesn't hurt at all." Goldman was satisfied to see tears flashing in the orc's eyes, so he decided to continue.

"I will slap you very hard with a whip, and then sprinkle salt on your wound. Well, don't mention that kind of pain. Hell on earth, even the strongest orc will cry in pain. Last time I did this with a green skin. Do you know what happened to him? "

"He, what's wrong with him?"

"He changed his color in pain, and it turned orange because it hurt so much!"

"What, what!"

The orc has turned orange?!! The orange orc? How is this possible? Aren't orcs all green? If it turns orange, how painful it would be!

It's completely unimaginable!

Don't be afraid of sacrifice, especially in battle. At that time, the orcs were very excited and forgot their fear.) I'm a little afraid of pain, but I hate failure and admit defeat more.

No, or it should be said that orcs never admit defeat, so there will be no failure. But this time, the despicable little shrimp really scared the wild chopping. The orange orc, fucks Brother Mao, think of a way! These despicable little shrimps are all bad guys!

"Forget it, you're not doing this right," Virgil said, "This is a respectable and excellent warrior. You can't deal with him with those despicable means, let alone turn orange. This is simply an insult, no, it's defilement.

"I don't want to do this," Goldman said, "But we have to get the position of the fangs. We have a task, and we must challenge the fangs!"

"I actually want to challenge the boss of fangs. You are really stupid! Xiao Xiami, you can't even beat me, let alone our big fangs. He will eat you from head to toe, just like gnawing radish!"

"Alas," suddenly, Virgil sighed and said, "I think he is right. He is a very smart orc, smarter than both of us. We should listen to him more. If the two of us go to challenge the big tusks, we will definitely be chopped into scum by the big tusks. Forget it. Let's go home."

"Well, alas, in fact, I also know that," Goldman said painfully, "But, what should I say when I go back? If the task is not completed, it will be held accountable by the officer.

"What else can we say? Can we lie? We can only tell the truth. We caught a very heroic green skin, but this green skin was so heroic that it refused to say the position of the boss of the fangs. He died after torture.

"Well, that's all I can do." Virgil sincerely said to Crazy Chopping, "Crazy Chopping, you are an excellent green skin and heroic warrior. I really don't want to do this to you, but now I can't help it. Give him a little pain first, and then let him feel the most painful pain. When he turns red, he will kill him, so that we can go home and go home. That's great. I've wanted to go home for a long time. Speaking of which, I seem to have forgotten to turn off the gas stove at home when I went out. I care about it very much!"

"Okay," as Goldman said this, Goldman slowly walked towards the green skin under the eyes of fear. He almost couldn't help closing his eyes with fear, but Goldman suddenly stopped and didn't move, as if he remembered something. "Wait, it suddenly occurred to me that if he couldn't stand it. What should I do if I come out?"

"Well, then we can only challenge the big fangs. Of course, the result will be very bad."

"Yes, we will be gnawed from the head and feet like a radish!" Goldman nodded and agreed, "It's really bad. It will hurt."

"So why do we have to torture and kill him directly!"

"You can't do this. You don't trust and slash wildly. He is an excellent orc. He will never admit defeat, and will never attract fangs to us, right, slash!"

"Well, well... Well... Well, I'm a little bit," he was a little confused for a while. He honestly replied, "I'm a little unsure. Things have become a little complicated. Wait, wait, let the smart Chopper think about it."

"See, I said that I won't say it. The smart man has begun to use procrastination tactics, but I know that no matter how long he procrastinates, no matter how long he wants, no matter what kind of torture you use, he won't say it!" Virgil encouraged, "So rest assured to use torture, and then kill and chopping, so that we can go home!"

"But what's the point of this? Anyway, even if he tortures him, he won't say it. Just kill him. Don't give him any chance to say the position of the boss. I really don't want to be gnawed from the head to the feet. Moreover, don't you care much about the affairs of your family?"

"You say that, it's true. I can't remember whether the safety of the gas stove was confirmed before going out," Virgil seemed to be very distressed. "If it is not turned off, it will cause a gas leak. Maybe it will be a big explosion. This house was bought after I worked hard for ten years to repay the loan. If it explodes, Shit! It would be much better if you knew exactly that it was turned off or not, but it is this kind of uncertainty that makes people more worried. Oh, it really shouldn't be. I believe in chopping wildly, but I also want to go home early. Don't torture it. Just kill it."

"You, you bastard, Xiao Xiami, don't believe me at all!" He sneered and said, "Hmm, I still want to go home to see the gas stove or something. Dream, it's best to explode! The position of the tusks is..."

"Quick, stop him!" Goldman shouted in a panic, "Don't let him say it!" Kill him!"

"It's too late. Nothing can stop this orc!"

"The position of the boss of the fangs is in the west! It will take two days to walk!"

"Oh? It's so far away, and it's so simple that I can't find it at all!"

"Yes, yes, I said the location wildly, but we couldn't find it at all. He said it too briefly. Go home!"

"Walk west for two days and two nights, cross two rivers, cross three mountains, pass a village, and then a castle tusks boss is there! The castle is black, very big, and there is a very high spire in the castle!"

Goldman and Virgil were stunned, and only the orc laughter was left in the room filled with rotten banana stench!

"Hahahaha, if you want to go home, don't even think about it. It's all become scum! The fangs will eat you all! It's like gnawing radish, from head to toe!"

"Do you know where it is? Texans?"

"It's a dense forest castle, an ancient castle built by rich people in the mountains with a full stomach. The environment is elegant and the decoration is luxurious. I have visited it once."

"Very good!" Virgil looked at the orcs and was proud at this time. The orcs looked at Virgil provocatively, as if he had just won a major victory.

"Wait," Virgil pointed to his frantically slashing face and said, "There are flying insects on your face. Don't move. I'll help you." Then Virgil raised his hand and shot it. A gun suddenly sounded in the air-raid shelter and echoed, "Okay, it's done." With that, Virgil took the pistol back to the holster.

"Oh, God Emperor," Goldman sighed, "I dare not let you drive flying insects for me in the future."

"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and dispose of the body. In an hour, we will leave for Milenburg. It's really good for you to think of it and turn orange.

"It's better than your gas stove hasn't been turned off," Goldman looked at Virgil with a calm face, was stunned, and then asked in astonishment, "Is this true? It's really not closed?"

"Ah, can you not care about such a small thing? At most, it's just an explosion."

But it was an explosion in the Silver Wing. The ship won't sink for this, will it? Goldman found that he also began to worry about the gas in Virgil's room. Finally, he could only mutter, "If something happens, the captain will definitely kill you."

"Let's think about that kind of thing when we go back. Now we should be thinking about how to get to Milingborg as soon as possible."

"But captain, about Milingborg..."

"What's wrong with Milinburg?"

"The Fort Milin is located in the sixth war zone, and the sixth war zone is the scope of Chief Li."

"Is it the area of the regimental commander?" Is it a coincidence? Virgil habitually touched his nose. No, for the regimental commander, there is no coincidence. If something happens, there must be a reason for a long time. So what is the reason for the regimental commander to do this? Anyway, one thing is certain. "It seems that the regimental commander has known it for a long time, but since he knows it, why did he do it? Do you want to monopolize the glory alone?" Virgil then denied, "No, it's impossible. He is the head of the regiment. Such glory doesn't mean much to him. Why is that?" Suddenly, Virgil opened his eyes wide and said hurriedly, "No, move faster. We'll leave in 15 minutes."

"Hm? What's the matter?"

"We were cheated. This is not just a task. This is still an exam! The regimental commander has known the hiding place of the enemy's leader for a long time. Although I don't know how he knew it, damn it, he just knew it. As a result, he assigned us to other areas. What is this for? Because this is an assessment! I've had enough. There are always assessments and scoring. Hurry up, we have to be the first to arrive. If there is the highest score, it should be ours!"

***

When the wind roared over the top of the square roof of the abandoned bell tower, there were chilling "wmping" sounds, as if it were the whisper of the dead.

Li sat alone in the bell tower in the center of the town, staring at the undulating hills in the distance without focus, as if he was just in a daze and as if he was listening.

The shape of the bell tower is quite similar to that of Big Ben in London that Li saw in the picture a long time ago. How long ago did it happen? The peaceful world, which has long been far away, has long been buried in the deepest part of Li's heart and has become an unknown treasure.

Like a child's dream, it doesn't help the current cruel reality.

That doesn't matter. Li put one hand on the lattice of the small window and gently stroked the dried blood clot. This Big Ben - of course, is a small bell tower compared with that in London. The square bell tower is eight stories high, but it is a relatively tall building in this small town. From the outside, you can see that the huge pointers on all four sides of the bell tower are stagnated at 3:25 p.m. at the same time. That is The time the city died.

People are dead, but even if they die, the howling and sadness of the soul before death still remain in the air. Every creature in the universe tries to leave their traces on the world. Even if they die, it will not change. The howling and grief of those dead souls have little impact on ordinary people, because it is an extremely obscure message, an unexplainable fluctuation, and there are only some extremely sensitive animals. There will be some feeling, and for ordinary people, at most, they think that the town is a little gloomy and the atmosphere is creepy, and then they will say to themselves, "It's nothing. You just think too much."

Is it so simple to just think too much? Maybe, most of the time, it may be a certain feeling caused by the fear in the person's heart, but in some things, this feeling is real. If only in terms of senses, human beings are just a rough animal in nature. We can't see most of the light. Compared with dogs, our big nose is white and long. Our ears can only hear a small part of the sound, and people feel very dull. Therefore, for some things, ordinary people can only have an extremely vague feeling, but there are also extraordinary people among human beings, such as psionics.

Psionic people can feel a special energy beyond the five senses, psionic energy, or subspace energy. This ability gives psionics many special things, such as that they can summon flames in the void, or they can shoot lightning from their fingers, just like magicians in knight novels, but this is not scary. And the most frightening and the most frightening thing for psionics themselves is a special force - most psionics can talk to the dead.

In fact, this is not a kind of dialogue, but a unilateral communication. The dead cry loudly, expressing their sadness and unwillingness, and telling their pain and fear. This emotion remains in the air in a strange way and is attached to the building, as if it were a child's prank on the wall. The graffiti on it, or a cat that you don't know where it is at night is called spring.

Ordinary people can't see this kind of graffiti, nor can they hear the annoying cat barking, but the psychics are different. Their special ability allows them to feel what ordinary people can't feel, the whispers of those lost souls, but they contain extremely rich letters. But most of the information is extremely negative, such as "I hurt so much that I don't want to die." And so on, excellent psychics can even experience the pain of the moment of death of the deceased. This kind of negative information can often drive a normal person crazy.