The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

After all, she brought the most skilled torturer she knew directly to the Twin Gods.

"You...you are..."

The goddess of sleep, Pronos, stared at Dekan, her voice filled with disbelief.

If this man who looks similar to Talomatti is not Talomatti's reincarnation, but rather another independent individual.

So……

Pronos gradually realized that she had seen this guy ten thousand years ago when she trapped Talomatti in the dream space.

Although she cannot directly peer into the memories of her equally matched opponents, she can trap them in a dreamlike space, repeatedly replaying and amplifying their deepest, most painful memories.

In Talomatti's nightmare, she cradles a dying demon and cries out helplessly.

Pronos had been constantly evolving this scene into a more abstract and terrifying nightmare, tormenting Talomatti repeatedly in the illusion.

In Punos's mind, the demon who sacrificed all his power to Talomatti was far less powerful than the Talomatti in his final, complete form.

He didn't even make it to the Battlefield of Heaven's Destruction before he died in his own world.

But now it seems that the extent of this guy's strangeness cannot be summarized by the "power of pain" and "limitation of magic" he once gave to Talomatti!

Why was he able to reach the Battlefield of Annihilation? Why was he able to summon Talomatti? Why did Talomatti become stronger when he was with him?

There was nothing that Punos could understand!

These problems, which the Chaos Gods considered insignificant when viewed individually, became a terror they could not comprehend when put together!

"Before I came here, I actually heard some very important information, namely that you two twin gods always stay together."

As Dekan spoke, he seemed to recall something, and became quite emotional.

"I understand. Even if they are demons, inseparable siblings will have a very good relationship."

He clapped his hands, as if trying to attract the attention of the god of the dead and the god of sleep.

"Alright, enough with the chit-chat. So, shall we torture the younger sister in front of the older brother, or torture the older brother in front of the younger sister?"

Dekan tilted his head slightly, clasped his hands together near his chin, and asked with a smile.

"Or how about we play a game of fighting amongst ourselves? Of course, I won't force you to fight, and I don't have the ability to do that. At most, it'll be something like... if the older brother can't bear the pain, then the younger sister will have to bear the rest of the pain for him?"

"I won't let you know the total amount of pain you have to endure in one round of the game, so if you, as the older brother, don't want to watch your sister faint because of your weakness, then please try your best to endure as much of my torture as possible!"

Dekan's face was full of warm smiles.

His words and actions caused Talomatti to frown.

Let's get this over with, Dekan!

Stop tarnishing the image of us demons.

I asked you to help me get revenge, but I didn't expect you to go to this extent!

However, seeing Dekan's serious and enjoyable expression, Talomatti stopped talking.

During her most desperate and helpless moments, she fantasized countless times about having her brother by her side.

I never imagined that this fantasy would become a reality.

So, surprisingly, it's not bad at all.

After Dekan finished explaining the rules of the game, he stopped in his tracks, seemingly waiting for something.

This left the God of the Dead and the God of Sleep both wary and puzzled.

"Don't rush, the people who will deal with you haven't arrived yet."

After Dekan finished speaking, he stood quietly in place.

The distance traveled this time was too far.

If you wanted to teleport a ninth-tier Shin or Icardinos, even using all the energy in the present world wouldn't be enough for a one-way trip.

Not to mention whether they can gather enough energy in the [Battlefield of Heavenly Annihilation] to allow them to return.

After final calculations and considering the risks associated with the energy required for the return journey, it was decided that only two Tier 7 infiltrators, Dekan and Chloeux, would be sent in.

Because Chloix was closer to the eighth rank than Dekan, he required more energy and arrived a little later than Dekan on this long journey.

Not long after, another person emerged from the crack in the space portal.

The sight of this figure immediately caused the God of the Dead's pupils to shrink.

"Len?!"

At this moment, the god of the dead, Thanatos, seemed to recall the final battle ten thousand years ago.

But what was happening before his eyes was too terrifying for him to bear.

Originally, he didn't think that his defeated opponent, Lenn, was a threat.

But in his current immobile state, if Lenn were to use his healing magic against him, it would be an unimaginable nightmare!

Fortunately, the God of the Dead understood that this guy, as the most virtuous priest of the God of Fate, would not do such a thing!

However, Chloeux seemed to understand the look in the eyes of the God of the Dead, and simply shook her head regretfully.

"I am no longer the emperor of that ancient kingdom."

He looked at Sanatos with pity.

"I am now a professional interrogator."

"what?"

With a trembling sound that emanated instinctively from the throat of the god of the dead, Thanatos, his entire body seemed to stiffen.

The shattered floor tiles and Chloeux's cold gaze sent chills down his spine, and his eyes finally revealed a deep fear.

His teeth clenched tightly, his body twisted and turned, trying to break free of his restraints, but the more he struggled, the more he realized that it was all in vain.

Finally, he became certain that, in the face of the three figures before him, he seemed to have lost everything, including his freedom and dignity.

And then, when he instinctively looked at his sister, Punos...

She seemed to have grasped the situation much earlier, her empty eyes filled with despair.

"Then let's get started."

Dekan smiled and looked at Chloeux.

Chloeux nodded.

We're old partners, so everything is clear without me having to explain.

There's no need to force the Chaos God to open the Chaos Liberation; just try to extract some intelligence first, and then throw them into the space jump portal.

The third generation of the space jump gate.

This time, it not only retains the phantom function of the artificial shadow world launcher that was featured in the second generation.

Furthermore, improvements were made to the energy input based on the magic extraction device developed by Dekan in the Holy Kingdom.

It can forcibly extract energy from living organisms that cannot move.

You can simply seal the Chaos God and throw him in to make up for the return ticket fare.

Then we'll take these Chaos Gods back to the Demon King's Tomb concentration camp and kill them all.

The thought of getting so much high-quality fertilizer is amazing.

Dekan couldn't help but beam with joy.

Because even his favorite magic is the magic that makes flowers bloom.

However, Dekan's genuine smile at that moment made the God of the Dead and the God of Sleep, who were lying on the ground, tremble.

They had no idea what this human-like thing was thinking.

But they felt that its level of terror had exceeded the limits of their understanding.

Dekan summoned the Broken Poet and the Lamenting Mermaid, and Chloix walked toward the two gods.

Based on Dekan's extensive experience.

Interrogations typically require a process that can be long or short before a prisoner will confess.

He called this process "the prisoner's restraint".

So it doesn't matter if we gag the prisoners first.

They'll keep putting on a brave face for a while, anyway.

Interrogating and questioning them simultaneously is the most time-consuming method; it's much more efficient to first thoroughly and single-mindedly torment them.

Otherwise, the prisoners would always feel like there's room for negotiation...

As the interrogating party, the first thing you need to make known to the interrogated party is—

Intelligence was irrelevant to him; extreme torture was what he was after!

Because what a top-notch interrogator truly needs to inflict on a prisoner is not pain, but fear.

This is Dekan's reflections and work summary over the years.

The temple seemed to have been transformed into a slaughterhouse; the shrill screams that had just begun were cut off by silence.

The sound was almost completely blocked.

All that remained was a silent execution.

398 Dekan welcomes you home

In a certain world, in the land of a conquered kingdom, the once prosperous capital is now a ruin, the streets are scarred and dilapidated, and there are collapsed buildings and corpses everywhere.

The remaining soldiers were powerless to stop the cultists' rampage; their faces were exhausted, and they looked as if they were about to succumb to the intensity of the battle.

Flames rose from every corner, illuminating the entire city from time to time.

The cultists brazenly revealed their true forms, slaughtering the city's residents with a fanatical rage in their eyes.

The crimson sunset finally disappeared completely below the horizon, and the appearance of countless stars accompanied the darkening sky. Night enveloped the earth, bringing an endless chill. On the silent streets, there were only withered trees and swaying sleeves.

Residents fled in all directions amidst the flames and smoke, but the cultists seemed to be everywhere, indiscriminately and frantically slaughtering anyone who stood in their way.