The People Walking in Dungeons Are Surely Not Normal

Chapter 2286 Bewitching

While the mechanical bird was looking for the key, I came to a few adventurers who had been cut into human sticks. I knelt down and glanced at every frightened face with my playful gaze. Somehow, a feeling suddenly emerged in my heart. This strange emotion is the emotion of a high-ranking person who can control the life and death of others at any time and look after all living things.

This emotion brought me great pleasure, but at the same time, it also made me fall into deeper confusion.

"Why? Why do you feel so happy bullying the weak?"

I muttered to myself.

"Bullying the weak is not fun, it only makes you more confused, isn't it?"

The sound of Odachi suddenly sounded in my ears, startling me.

"Confused. Yes, I am confused, but I am also very happy, right? Otherwise, why would my mood be so comfortable? And why would my body be full of strength?"

"That's because your nature of thirsting for blood and killing has been aroused," Odachi said: "If the person who falls in front of you is not a weak person, but a strong person, you will be happier and more joyful, and you will not be confused. .”

"Really?" I murmured, suddenly waking up from my daze. I shook my head and thought to myself: "Hey, what nonsense are you talking about? Are you trying to trick me?"

"You are really capable of spitting out blood. Why did I deceive you? I am just helping you to clear up your doubts, otherwise you will easily fall into the wrong path."

I curled my lips and said disdainfully: "Tsk, how could it be that serious?"

"Don't believe it yet," Odachi vowed: "I have actually met such a strong man like you before. He is extremely talented and powerful, and he climbed to the top of the strong at a young age. , if he continues, his life will be colorful and smooth sailing, but it is such a coincidence that one day, he receives the task to annihilate an organization. This organization is also full of strong people, but they are much weaker than him. , the result was a loud bang, and the organization was completely killed by him from top to bottom. Then, he also fell into the same confusion as you, but he was not as lucky as you and had no one to guide him, so From that day on, he started the road of killing, killing the weak in various ways, just to fill the emptiness in his heart and satisfy the empty happiness. This behavior lasted for a long time, and because of this, he was no longer accepted by his colleagues. One night On a dark and stormy night, this strong man was surrounded and killed by a group of people."

"Why does it have to be a dark and windy night?" I asked curiously.

Odachi hesitated for a while: "Probably because it's dark so it's easier to attack by surprise, or maybe it's just to heighten the atmosphere. Oh, don't care about the background, as long as it's true."

"Okay, I believe you."

"Answer so quickly? Are you sincere or perfunctory?"

"Sincerely!" I said seriously, "If you don't believe me, you can feel my soul."

The Odachi sword became silent, and I don’t know if it was observing my soul.

I once again laid my eyes on the faces of a few people and talked to them in a calm tone, as if talking to old friends: "Are you all adventurers from York and Han City?"

"Sir, please spare my life, please spare my life, my lord, it was the villain who made a mistake, and he knows his mistake. Please be kind to me and spare my life!"

"Sir, we are stupid and should not have listened to the temptation and collected money that we should not have collected. I hope you will be noble and spare the villain's life!"

"Ahem!"

A mouthful of spit landed about a step away from me. The person spitting on it was the leading adventurer.

I saw that man, gnashing his teeth, with a ferocious face, and eyes like a ferocious beast and evil ghost. He wished he could eat my flesh and drink my blood. Unfortunately, both his legs and one arm were cut off. The only remaining arm still looked like it was It's like soft noodles, drooping aside.

"Hey, he's a tough guy. That's great. I like tough people very much."

Having said this, I paused and once again observed the expressions of every adventurer alive. Among them were some who were regretful, some who were desperate, and some who were still praying and begging for mercy.

"Kill if you want, what nonsense!" The leading adventurer gritted his teeth, big beads of sweat dripping down his face. He was in pain, pain, and despair, but he couldn't die and could only lie down. On the ground, you can be slaughtered by others.

"Kill you? Haha, don't be ridiculous, how could I kill you?" I smiled, very brightly: "Do you know why I like people with strong bones the most? Because I am very curious about people with strong bones, what are their bones? How hard it is.”

Taking a deep breath, I said slowly: "Don't worry, I said I won't kill you with my own hands, so I won't kill you with my own hands, because you will die in the hands of others. It may be a sudden death, or it may be... He was tortured slowly and ravaged bit by bit until he died."

The face of the leading adventurer was extremely ugly, and his body was shaking involuntarily. Fear had exceeded hatred, and despair was overwhelming.

The other adventurers who were missing arms and legs were also scared and desperate, but at the same time, they were a bit gloating about their misfortune.

They were glad that they didn't push it to the end.

Through the call crystal in the adventurer base, I contacted Boss Ren and asked him to send two qualified students to help interrogate the prisoners.

Then, I notified Simmons Locke of the matter, and the latter agreed and promised to give my subordinates the decree. He was just worried about the fact that I would not hand over the person to his subordinates for interrogation.

I first expressed my apology, and then explained what I was thinking. The main reason was that I was worried that the personnel of the York-Hancheng interrogation agency would be bewitched by the prisoners. After all, they were all York-Hancheng people, and it was easy for them to feel compassion.

Simmons Locke expressed deep disdain for this, and said dissatisfiedly: "My subordinates have all been rigorously tested. Everyone is like a machine, running meticulously, and will never mix public and private affairs!"

I apologized again and said sincerely: "When the prisoner is being interrogated, you and your subordinates can watch at any time. Then you will know their attitude."

Simmons Locke hummed and hung up the call. Before hanging up, he also dropped four words: Wait and see.

Well, let's wait and see.

The mechanical bird hovered over the metal mountain for nearly three hours, but still made no progress.

Kailan and I had no choice but to light a fire at the foot of the mountain and prepare lunch.

The boiling hot water cooked the frozen and hard noodles into noodle soup. I threw in beef jerky, dried vegetables and other items, closed the lid, and let it simmer for a while. A bowl of reasonably delicious soup came out of the oven. .

He called Bai Jingyu over, filled him with a full bowl of soup, and handed it over.

The old man may have never seen such a miserable and bloody scene. He was vomiting just now. I was worried that he would vomit out his internal organs. It has been so long. He must be starving. Please take more. , which can be regarded as a continuation of the traditional virtue of respecting the elderly and caring for the young.

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