Final Lord

Chapter 45 Interrogation
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A basin of clean water was poured on the face of the man in black robe. The man in black robe shuddered and was forcibly awakened from his coma.

He opened his eyes drowsily and saw Wang Bufu sitting on a chair under the firelight.

Wang Bufu crossed his legs, propped up his head with one hand, and said to the black-robed man who had closed his eyes again, "Now that you're awake, stop pretending to be asleep. Let's talk."

"Let's talk, hey." In such a desperate situation, the man in black robes showed no fear. He opened his eyes, looked at Wang Bufu and said, "That idiot Lincoln told me that he is Old Gru's confidant and that Old Gru trusts him very much.

But look at you, look at these people under you. Is this trust? The old lord left you so many hidden cards, but Lincoln knew nothing about them. As expected. You are the old lord's biological son, and he is an outsider.

This Lincoln is really a clown in the circus who makes people laugh."

Wang Bufu smiled slightly and said, "You mean, you were sent by Lincoln?"

"I didn't say that, you guessed it yourself."

Wang Bufu smiled and shook his head. "Lincoln, a normal Level 2 Transcendental Mage, could send a Level 3 Transcendental Mud Snake Master to assassinate me? I don't believe it."

The black-robed man was amused. He looked at Wang Bufu, smacked his lips, and said, "You're right not to believe it. I don't believe it either. Kate, let me tell you the truth. Actually, I am..."

He deliberately dragged out the words, and after Wang Bufu showed an interested look, he suddenly said, "I just came here for a walk. I don't even know who Lincoln is, hahahaha! Cough! Cough cough!"

The man in black robe laughed so hard that he fell backwards. When he moved a little, the rock pillar on his shoulder blade stirred into his abdomen, causing him to cough violently.

"Heh." Wang Bufu smiled and shook his head, saying, "I admire you for being able to laugh in such a situation. Aren't you afraid of death?"

"What's there to fear about death? Countless heroes and great men throughout history have perished, and I'm no different." The black-robed man raised his head and said proudly, "I'm different from you pathetic, faithless souls. After death, you can only endure suffering in the underworld, but after I die, I can return to serve my God. Death is not pain for us, but bliss.

The only pity is that I can no longer continue to spread the glory of my god in this mortal world."

Wang Bufu nodded. People who believe in the God of Filth are extremely pious. Those who are not fanatical believers of the God of Filth cannot stand living with decay and stench for a long time. It is not surprising that they would have such thoughts.

Wang Bufu changed the subject: "I believe you are not afraid of death, but you should know that there are many things in this world that are more terrifying than death."

"Oh?" The black-robed man's grimy face was filled with contempt, and he didn't take Wang Bufu's threat seriously at all. He stared straight at Wang Bufu and said with a smile:

"You want to torture me? Then I'd like to see what you have in store. Do you want me to give you some advice? I have some experience in torturing people.

For example, a double-layered iron coffin with three steel spikes on the inner wall, which, when closed, can avoid vital organs and penetrate muscle groups. This way, I was suspended in a forest of iron spikes, suffering excruciating pain but not dying.

They could also smear a mixture of feces and sulfur on the tip of a wooden cone, suspend me from the cone with a rope, and slowly lower me down through a pulley system, with the wooden cone gradually wedging into my butt.

Or they could build a combustion chamber inside a hollow bronze bull, lock me inside the bull's belly, and slowly roast me over the charcoal fire below until the bronze bull is heated to an orange-red color, allowing my flesh to be cooked bit by bit.

Hahaha, to be honest, I actually enjoy the pain. If you can make me feel good, maybe I can tell you something." Wang Bufu shook his head and said, "These are too low-level. The methods I will use are much more cruel than these."

"Oh?" the black-robed man asked with great interest, "Tell me about it."

Wang Bufu pointed to the three water crystals hanging from the ceiling and said, "I'll crush them to create the cleanest, clearest, purest water. Then I'll dunk you in it and have my men scrub you clean with steel brushes!"

"You!" The black-robed man's pupils trembled. "Evil! So evil! How could you come up with such an evil idea? You actually want to give me a bath!"

"Oh. But it's not just a simple bath." Wang Bufu said coldly, "I will also have my men pry your mouth open and clean your mouth over and over again with pure water until there is no trace of tartar on your teeth and no dirt between your teeth."

The man in black robe trembled all over and his face turned pale when he heard this.

"I'll also have them soak your hair in pure water and wash it strand by strand, from the strands all the way down to the follicles, until your scalp turns white."

The muscles on the black-robed man's face twitched, and he felt that life was worse than death just thinking about that scene.

"Then I'll have them force you to drink pure water every day and not give you anything else to eat. This torture will last for three days, and then I'll give you six enemas. I'll make sure you're completely clean, inside and out. I'll make you the cleanest unclean person in the entire Shen Gu world."

"Enough, enough! Stop talking." The man in black robe covered his ears. When he saw the smile on Wang Bufu's face, he felt that the smile was full of malice and cruelty.

He shouted angrily, "You can't do this! If you do this, you will be punished by my God, you devil in human skin!"

“Heh.” Wang Bufu smiled slightly: “You were the first to invade my territory and kill my people. You are the invader!
Now you are my prisoner of war, and anything I do to you is justified. Even if the people of your Humus Society knew your fate, according to your Humus Society tradition, the most they would do is declare that no unclean ones will ever enter my territory again.

Not to mention divine punishment, even your fellow believers won’t avenge you.”

"Gu." The black-robed man's face darkened from the choking. He gritted his teeth and said, "That's right, I did kill your people. I'll pay for their lives, okay? Is my life, a Level 3 Transcendent, not worth the lives of three ordinary cats?"

All the smiles on Wang Bufu's face disappeared, and his expression became extremely cold. He raised his eyelids, looked down at the black-robed man indifferently, and said:

"No. In my heart, ten of you are no match for those three subjects. If I can't let you die in hatred and pain, I'll be letting them down. Only if you can provide me with enough useful information will I suppress my rage and give you peace."

I'll give you ten seconds to think. If you still don't confess after ten seconds, I'll carry out my punishment directly.

nineteen……"

The man in black robe closed his eyes in pain, and after a mental struggle, he finally couldn't withstand the pressure.

"three two……"

"That's enough, I say." He lowered his head and said, "Ask whatever you want to ask."

(End of this chapter)