The Final Limit of Evolution! Struggling in the Misty Mountains! Chapter 16 The Cruel Process (Additional Updates with Recommended Vote)

Chapter 16 Cruel Process (Additional Updates for Recommended Votes)

After seeing the series of prompts about the Nightmare Mark, Fang Senyan almost spat out a mouthful of blood. His ability to mix genetic potions requires materials for casting spells. If he cannot open the storage space, it means that his auxiliary ability is completely useless! There is no way to quickly recover with the medicine and food he carries! More importantly, "ambition" was also placed in the storage space by him, and Fang Senyan's explosive power was instantly reduced by more than half!

Because Fang Senyan had obtained some privileges when mixing potions before. The elf girl Wu Ge, Jiao Shi and Fang Senyan were given a separate room. They drank snowmelt water directly from the nearby mountain, and the food was not too bad. Otherwise, they would have been forced to drink the sewage of the orcs that night.

The next day was still a sunny day. The sun rose early. Just when Wu Ge was about to continue to pray and practice in the sun, several fierce and fierce orcs suddenly rushed in from outside. Then they were forcibly tied up with a black rope. This rope looks like it was made of some vines. It is very tough and has a strong sealing ability. Even Fang Senyan and the others cannot use their active abilities! Wu Ge sister naturally cannot cast any magic. After Fang Senyan used the detection ability of the helmet on the black rope, he finally got the relevant information:

Black Whip of Thought

Weaver: Saruman.IV Body. Secret Refiner

Special Props

Material: Dirty Blood, Curse Breath, Cold Crystal, Black Cricket Vine,

Existence Time: 12 hours

Purpose: Make the bound creature unable to use any of its own abilities.

Weight: 0.3 kg.

Length 140 cm to 210 cm

This rope called Black Whip of Thought is obviously very precious. It can be seen from the fact that it was made by Saruman's clone. The sealing ability after being tied is even more powerful. Unfortunately, it only exists for 12 hours, otherwise Fang Senyan would also like to get one. It seems that the toughness of the black whip of thoughts is not strong enough, because after Fang Senyan and his companions were tied with a black whip of thoughts, the orcs continued to tie them with a secret strong rope made of vines, obviously striving to be foolproof.

Under such circumstances, Fang Senyan and his companions were brought out, and then mixed with seven or eight humans/dwarves/elves who were shivering in the cold wind outside the prison to form a temporary team. A large group of fully armed orcs and three tentacle monsters that Fang Senyan had dealt with before served as guards, escorting them to the east. After they had difficulty climbing over several bare ice ridges, they began to walk along a spiral ice road towards an ice peak. .

Fang Senyan noticed that the main body of this winding mountain road was condensed from a thick layer of ice. In some resting places along the way, some stones were even polished very smooth, which showed that the road was obviously used frequently and people often went up and down here.

Although the weather was fine, the sunlight here was very bleak and there was no warmth at all. The wind with ice chips was still very strong. The cold wind howled in the mountains and valleys, sweeping across the glaciers that had never melted for tens of millions of years. The sound was no exaggeration to describe it as the howling of ghosts and gods. In such an environment, all the captives were trembling in their hearts and bodies at the same time. Some people even collapsed on the ground due to lack of oxygen and fear during the trek.

At this time, the orcs exposed their vicious faces. They began to torture and beat these captives who could not walk with cruel means, but the injuries caused to these captives were hidden injuries such as fractures, and they did not let them bleed.

When they were about to reach the top of this ice peak, the group walked along the long ridge. After walking for about half an hour in the wind and snow, there was finally no road ahead. There was a flat land covered with ice and snow, about the size of a basketball court. The flat land was surrounded by jagged ice teeth, and there was a deep abyss below. There was a long stone platform in the middle of the flat ground, which could probably accommodate a person. A strange dark brown color appeared on the stone platform and the surrounding rocks, which was particularly dazzling in the white ice and snow.

There were also many hastily carved stone basins next to the stone platform, with extremely poor manual processing technology, and some rags were piled up around them. These things were scattered in the cold wind, like torn yellow papers, but with tenacious toughness. Although they didn't understand anything, an indescribable strange and terrifying feeling emerged in everyone's heart, especially the human captives, who couldn't help crying loudly and struggling desperately. ,

But both the orcs and the tentacle monsters were indifferent, as if they had been prepared for this situation. Most of these captives were tightly tied up, not to mention that the ropes that tied them up were made of black whips of thoughts that had been cast with witchcraft, which could not be broken at all.

At this time, a tentacle monster with a relatively large head came over, surrounded by orcs. It used its tentacles to roll out a cowhide bag from the pocket on its back, then pulled out the stopper and fed the liquid in the cowhide bag to the captives one by one.

It stands to reason that in such a situation, no captive would be in the mood to drink anything. But this tentacle monster did it quite cleverly. It first drank a sip from the cowhide bag, then took out a bowl and poured out the liquid inside. It can be clearly seen that the gourd is filled with a blue liquid with dots, which is thick and turbid. Although the bowl did not move, the liquid seemed to have its own life and was fluctuating on its own, and even small tides and waves appeared.

These people were more or less injured when they were captured. They were already weak after being detained for a few days. At this time, they were extremely tired after trekking on the mountain road for so long. They drank it one after another. Although Fang Senyan did not know what it was, he was very thirsty. The wound on his wrist caused by the friction of the rope was also very painful, so he opened his mouth and drank it.

What he didn't expect was that the blue liquid was extremely cold. As soon as he drank it down his throat, he felt as if a line of ice was continuously drawn into his stomach, and it wouldn't dissipate for a long time. He couldn't help but shiver all over his body, and even felt frozen. After shivering for a while, he suddenly found that his chest and lungs were icy cold. The fatigue from trekking on the snowy mountains disappeared, and his whole body became hot instead. It seemed that the energy of his limbs and bones was ignited and gathered in his blood.

The Nightmare Mark also sent a prompt to Fang Senyan:

"You drank the advanced potion: Haichimjia's mucus. This is a powerful genetic potion personally prepared by Saruman's clone. It is a secret medicine made by mixing the genetic fluid of the giant octopus Haichimjia with various spellcasting materials."

"The first time you drink it, you will get permanent special effects: health (hp) +50 points, mental power limit (mp) +50 points. (This reward can be taken out of this world)."

"After drinking it, you will get a temporary special effect: your health recovery speed will be increased. The increase range is: 1 extra health point every 10 seconds to 10 health points per second, and the duration is 120 minutes."

"Hint: The more serious the drinker's injury, the more Haichimjia's mucus can activate the potential of the injured, making his life recovery speed increase rapidly! But there will probably be some adverse sequelae afterwards."

"What do they want to do?" Reef, who also drank a mouthful of the mucus, got a bargain. Of course, he was very happy in his heart and couldn't help asking Fang Senyan. These two people have the ability to return to space at any time, so they are also fearless.

Although Fang Senyan is extremely good at reasoning, he was confused by this strange encounter for a while. These orcs and tentacle monsters brought the slaves here with absolutely no good intentions, but at this time when they were about to reveal their true colors, they gave them this extremely precious medicine!

After everyone drank the "Haiqimjia Mucus", a short and fat orc stood up. The orc's face was full of scars, like a ghost. His expression was numb, but there was an indescribable fanaticism in his eyes. He had a thick and wide belt wrapped around his waist. The face of the orc gave Fang Senyan a sense of déjà vu. He should have met him when making spell materials in the Mage Tower.

Next, the two orcs took a human captive who was brought up to the stone platform, completely ignoring his resistance, and then tied him to the stone platform very hard. The short and fat half-orc pulled out several thin and sharp knives from the belt around his waist, placed them on the edge of the stone platform in turn, and then licked the sharp blade of the knife in his hand with his scarlet tongue, slowly cut the arm of the captive, and then began to slowly cut the flesh in front of him amid the miserable screams of this unfortunate guy!

This half-orc seemed to be doing very cruel things, but his actions and attitude were no different from the way humans slaughtered livestock and skinned them. Obviously, in his eyes, these elves and humans were all like livestock.

And Fang Senyan suddenly understood what those rag-like things next to him were. They turned out to be dried human skin, skin that was peeled off alive from the body! At this time, even Wu Ge, who had always behaved very calmly, was soaked in fear all over her body and began to tremble involuntarily. Looking out from her eyes, it seemed that even the sky and the earth had lost their color, because she suddenly discovered that there were things in this world that were more terrible than death! But the elves' ability to commit suicide was sealed by the black whip of thoughts, and it was difficult to die!