Blood Assimilation

264 Great Lord Yonder(II)

Currently, there are no longer any limbs remaining on the boy’s body after the middle-aged hack his last leg, so he couldn’t mount any resistance against the unbearable pain even if he wanted to now. His body could only squirm in uncontrollable spasms.

As that happened, blood continued to flow out from the section from which his limbs were amputated like a fountain, splattering on the nearby walls and coloring them red.

The painful shrieking cry of the young boy reverberated throughout the room when his last leg was cut off. His voice was so loud that it felt as if it were attempting to pierce through the walls as if to call for help. The ripple that was created by his shrieking voice was enough to cause anyone to instinctively cover their ears from the sheer intensity.

Unfortunately, the young boy’s effort would go unrewarded, no matter how much he screamed his throat out.

Despite how loud the young boy’s voice sounded, it still couldn’t escape the room, as it seemed like it was being trapped within the room by some sort of barrier. As a result, the young boy’s harrowing voice, as well as the other voices within the room could only helplessly persist without any hope of salvation– there would not be any help coming their way.

Some of them realized this fact and started begging the middle-aged man to kill them with mournful expressions, but he only coldly stared at them for a brief moment as if he was examining something before moving on to the next person to be tortured. They were all subjected to the same treatment; all of the captives in the room were tortured gruesomely after being restrained and crucified by the middle-aged man.

Even though these people lost so much blood from having all their limbs hacked away by the middle-aged man, they still weren’t able to faint from the unbearable pain, as the middle-aged man had given every single one of them a strange liquid that made it so that they couldn’t faint from the immense and torturous pain and had no choice but to endure all the suffering with their consciousness remaining intact.

Not only that, but once they had ingested the strange liquid, the effects of the strange liquid would also increase their body’s sensitivity to pain. In other words, the effect of the strange liquid was to cause them to experience more pain than usual.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was done with the young boy’s procedure and turned his gaze to a crucified young girl, about the same age as the young boy, who was trembling non-stop while shredding endless tears from her small eyes as she looked at the familiar but no longer recognizable young boy next to her.

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The middle-aged man held a spherical object in his hand as he scowled and muttered with a troubled expression: “It seems there was not enough pain so the essence extracted this time was very poor and of low quality as well as quantity. Increasing the dosage of the pain enhancement drug is a must to ensure a refined and quality essence extraction.”

The middle-aged man then reached out into the void of space and inserted his hand in the void, his hand disappearing briefly as he grabbed at something. Following this gesture, he pulled his hand out of the void of space.

In his grasp was a bottle filled with a colorful liquid. This was the pain enhancement drug that he gave the captives and subjects of his experiments before he began their torture session.

The middle-aged man looked at the bottle of purple liquid with a pondering expression.

“This concoction seems to be too useless for its purpose. It is no longer useful for carrying out the essence extraction procedure. Rather than increasing the dosage, I should get more poisonous medicinal herbs with potent effects to create the perfect pain enhancement drug. Regrettably, while this place does have a bountiful harvest of medicinal herbs, they lacked the poisonous herbs that I require. The demon continent might have some of the poisonous herbs that I lack… I don’t want to touch that place just yet because of that Demon King’s existence. Unless…” The middle-aged man said to himself in contemplation.

While he was contemplating, he slowly thought up a solution to his problem and he realized he needed to arrange a few things beforehand. As he was about to call on someone, his expression changed slightly. He suddenly sensed a new and unfamiliar presence within the Imperial City.

‘Hm? A newcomer has arrived in the city? And what is this presence that I’m sensing? They seemed to carry some sort of enigmatic aura on their body, making it nearly impossible to see through them with simple inspection spells. I didn’t even notice their presence until they were deep within the city. Very curious… I need to take a closer look first to see who they are.’

The middle-aged closed his eyes and then muttered something under his breath, seemingly an incantation for a spell, as he attempted to closely observe this newly arrived individual. The next moment, he was left with a deep frown on his face and visible shock was written all over it.

‘Just who is this person? I couldn’t completely see through his power and strength even with my barrier’s perception spell. How is that possible? That barrier is part of my domain so nothing could escape my senses, yet the only thing I was able to sense was some chaotic aura emanating from their body naturally. Although there was a trace of mana within their body, there were also other forms of energies, such as a subtle yet terrifying baleful negative energy.’ The middle-aged man’s brows were furrowed deeply but his interest was already piqued.

“Such immense baleful negative energy… Could it be...?”

He had been in this world for an exceedingly long time, but this was the first time he met someone with such a chaotic energy fluctuation. Not to mention that subtle and overwhelming baleful negative energy he sensed from them that quickly caught his attention.

Even though he wanted so badly to catch that person and dissect them to find out all the secrets hidden within their body, he decided not to act hastily before confirming all the details of that person first.

With that in mind, he sent a telepathic message to call upon the person that was currently guarding the entrance to the underground facility. Very soon, a young man seemingly in his twenties, who donned a full-body Silver Armor, briskly came down from the stairs that led to the underground facility and then respectfully bowed as he knelt on one knee in front of the middle-aged man in greeting.

“Great Lord Yonder, how may I be of assistance?” The guard solemnly and respectfully asked with a fervent look of reverence clearly discernible in his firm gaze.

The middle-aged man, who was referred to as ‘Great Lord Yonder’ indifferently looked at him and instructed: “There is a newcomer in the Imperial City. Help me look into them.”

“What?! There is an intruder! Don’t tell me it’s a demon!” The guard exclaimed in shock, clearly misunderstanding the middle-aged man’s statement.