Chapter 493 Processing

They didn't understand why, but no matter what the reason was that drove Noshier to make such a choice, no one wanted to waste this opportunity. On the contrary, they cherished the opportunity to have this kind of turnover.

Because of this, the smarter derivatives also silently put down their uneasy hearts, chose to enjoy the present, and watch this fantasy that could only appear in their boldest dreams!

But... as time went by, the situation gradually changed. Within five minutes after Noshier began to torture Kazakul, all the derivatives present were excited and excited. They were eager to see the monster that had tortured them for hundreds of years being destroyed by another more powerful monster!

But when the torture lasted for more than five minutes, when they saw Kazador trying his best to stimulate his survival instinct, trying his best to recover from his injuries as quickly as possible, and squeeze every drop of blood in his body just to survive, but Noshir quickly tore off his limbs, tore open his flesh, took out his internal organs, and broke his bones, they actually faintly, a little bit of... very, very strange emotions emerged in their hearts.

At first, Asdaren didn't even realize what that emotion was? Knowing that this torture lasted for a full 15 minutes, he quietly listened to Kazador's miserable, desperate wails and screams for 15 minutes, and then he finally figured out the name of that emotion, and the name of that emotion... is called intolerance.

Yes, although it is very difficult to say, even Asdaren didn't expect that one day he would have such emotions towards Kazador, the slave owner who tortured him for more than 200 years! But at this time, Asdalen didn't feel strange at all. The reason was very simple, so simple that it was laid out in front of them.

Asdalen and all the other derivatives around him could have such emotions in their hearts. This situation could only mean one thing!

Kazador... He was tortured! It was so miserable! It was so miserable that even the mentality of the derivatives gradually changed!

Yes, that's right, Kazador had tortured them before! But that kind of torture was also measured. This bastard crushed their dignity, destroyed their hearts, and left them with nothing but fear in their hearts...

Thinking of this, the reluctance in Asdalen's heart disappeared instantly.

But... this was not the point of his previous words. What he really wanted to say was that even if Kazador had really tortured them before, he had never really wanted the lives of these derivative brothers.

But Noshir was different. Asdaelon could see that the guy in front of him was fully capable of killing Kazador instantly, but he deliberately left him a breath and enough space for him to recover, but other than that, he would never let Kazador think for even a second.

He really pinpointed the limit of Kazador's recovery ability, relying on the vampire lord's strong vitality and not dying easily, so he danced wildly on his death line! There was no elegance in his torture at all! There was only more terrifying and brutal endless violence than the craziest beast!

Such a brutal performance not only completely crushed the last bit of reason in Kazador's heart, but also deeply shocked the vampire derivatives around him, leaving a very deep memory in their hearts, and breaking their impression of heroes!

Now no one among all the derivatives present wanted to die. If the process of dying in Noshir's hands was like this, they would rather run outside to bask in the sun immediately!

Asdalen and the others watched the execution silently with a tangled mood until the end. However, it was not until nearly half an hour later that Noshier finally stopped the horrible torture of endless violence without any mercy!

At this time, Kazador had almost been drained of the last drop of blood in his body by Noshier. His skin became full of wrinkles, his hair became withered and pale, and even many of them began to fall off naturally. The limbs that were violently torn off by Noshier and then regenerated now became large and small, full of irregular deformities.

Ugly! Too ugly! For a vampire lord, such an ending is so undignified! Noshier has completely destroyed Kazador, from the physical to the spiritual level.

Generally speaking, people of the level of vampire lords would not fall into such a situation, because if they wanted to deliberately seek death, it was actually very simple. As long as the blood supply in the body was stopped and the hematopoietic function of the cells was suppressed, the vampire lord would immediately fall into a deep sleep. If the enemies outside were still attacking at this time, the vampire lord would soon lose his life.

But... the oppression brought by Noshier was too severe. Cazador was in extreme pain, great pressure, and an environment of being abandoned by his friends and relatives, which made his spirit completely collapse. He could only instinctively obey his desire to survive and squeeze the cells in his body crazily until it was far beyond the limit.

His appearance had such a huge change, and it was precisely because he squeezed the hematopoietic cells in his body beyond the limit, resulting in excessive consumption of vitality, which led to his disgusting appearance in the end.

"Huh..."

Noshier stood up from the pool of blood, wiped the blood off his cheek with his iron gloves, then looked around, and finally scratched his head in confusion.

He seemed to have gone too far. The distance between those derivatives and it was about ten meters, but now the distance of more than ten meters was almost filled with Kazador's blood and flesh. This time it was really killing.

However, looking at those derivatives who were already huddled together, trembling, but still holding up their trembling thighs and not running away, Noshier felt that it seemed okay to do so.

Noshier deliberately made such a brutal move. After all, it was absolutely impossible for him to deal with nearly 7,000 derivatives alone, because he had no ability to restrain so many vampires to listen to him. If he wanted to guide them to the dark area, he still had to rely on the cooperation of the seven derivatives present.

But he couldn't just let them go without any insurance. After all, if this kind of thing is not handled properly, it will be a major disaster that may affect the entire Baldur's Gate, so he must carve a mark in the hearts of the spawn, an instinct, an alternative fear. He estimated that today's performance should be enough to shock these guys.

Although Noshier did not deny that there was a latent bloodthirsty desire hidden in his body, this desire usually gave him the instinct to be fearless in battle, but once he encountered an opportunity that might show it thoroughly...

Well, fortunately he was still rational.