Chapter 1861 - 843: Bone Tiger (Part 2)

However, faced with the glare of the artifact’s mirror, Bone Tiger, who had just been suffering terribly, suddenly fell into a deep coma, as if triggered by some mechanism, and no matter how the torture device whipped his body, he remained unresponsive.

"Sir, it’s still ineffective..."

The person holding the mirror respectfully reported to the chief interrogator seated in the back.

The man seated behind them had a fat head and a round face, fat as a ball, and especially short, only about half the height of an average person, resembling a dwarf.

Yet the cruelty and indifference on his face seemed as though he had experienced many things, possessing a unique inhuman quality of the chief interrogator, as if stripping away human emotions, now only mechanically performing interrogations.

"Switch to the next Truth-telling Instrument."

"...Sir, this is our last High-level Truth-telling Tool. If we switch again, it will be low-level stuff, even less likely to be effective..."

The Prison Warden holding the tool was momentarily stunned, then reported.

"..."

The chief interrogator was silent for a moment, seemingly deep in thought, then spoke without any emotional fluctuation.

"This person has some technique imprinted on him, which reacts to such Truth-telling Instruments, and... seems to have pre-knowledge of our interrogation tools. Even our court’s Truth-telling Instruments are utterly ineffective."

"Sir, are you suggesting to get some other Truth-telling Instruments to test?"

"No. If my guess is correct, if there truly is a way to make him speak the truth, the next instant, this person’s brain might explode. This guy’s backing is not simple."

The chief interrogator seemed to be sighing, but his tone was devoid of any emotional fluctuation, as if flatly stating a fact.

But those familiar with the chief interrogator knew very well that he was starting to get angry.

"Call Hua Ge here, I want to disassemble the bones and open the brain."

The people below immediately narrowed their pupils.

This indeed means serious action is about to be taken.

But...

"Sir, doing this, the prisoner won’t survive!"

"Shh—"

The chief interrogator placed his index finger to his lips, then pointed upward as a hint.

"The people above don’t care about his survival; they only want the information. Keeping his brain, using an artifact to suspend life, allowing him to live for just a few breaths of time, is already enough."

"..."

The people below dared not speak.

But indeed, they had already exerted themselves to the fullest in the shortest time, using high-intensity torture devices and Medicine Pills to restore injuries and suspend life, repeatedly tormenting and healing the prisoner, yet still extracting no information.

This bone-filled guy has a tough destiny and even tougher mouth, able to resist Truth-telling Instruments under both conscious and unconscious states.

It’s as if he had anticipated their interrogation methods before being captured, none proving effective, even the instruments seemed to have been early calculated into the scheme.

Everything feels as though... behind this person is someone from within the court, specially trained as a Death Soldier.

But such a thought, even if guessed by someone, no one dared to voice it.

The chief interrogator likewise, simply conducted interrogations without unwarranted assumptions or unnecessary words.

Those prison guards who had interacted with Bone Tiger all sensed a vague foreboding and challenging situation, and the more they interacted and learned, the more unsettled they felt, not wishing to delve deeper, yet... the circumstances compelled them.

"Yes! I’ll go invite Mr. Hua Ge now."

The prison potentially breeds monsters.

Mr. Hua Ge is one of those anomalies.

But his peculiar nature doesn’t affect his extraordinary talent, thus in such a place, he was instead heavily utilized.

His mastery of dissecting and torturing methods makes anyone in the prison think of him tremble in fear and anxiety.

Because his way of dissection is exaggerated like a butcher dissecting a cow, while the person is alive, the flesh is decomposed, bones exposed, the heart still beating, the entire skin has already been peeled off.

The extreme pain and visual impact, the exaggerated method, leave anyone who has witnessed this scene shockingly afraid.

All one can say is that Bone Tiger’s good days have come to an end.

Indeed, when handed over to them for interrogation in the prison, it was still considered the stage of good days; once in the hands of those who are not quite human nor ghost, deriving pleasure from torture — lunatics and perverts — a purgatory-like experience begins.

Pity the comatose Bone Tiger, who’s completely unaware of what he is about to go through; otherwise, he should have exhausted all means to commit suicide instead of resisting further.

"Organization..."

Bone Tiger, in a coma, seemed to be saying something, but the movement of his lips was extremely subtle, and his voice completely inaudible, so no one heard.

Bone Tiger was still hoping for his organization’s rescue, yearning to see the light again.

Yet little did he know, even Hei Ningyu, whose ability was sealed, was already in a semi-abandoned state by the organization, let alone himself.

Ding dong.

Ding dong.

When the grinning Hua Ge appeared, like a Barbarian Bull, dragging along a small wooden cart filled with torture tools, he casually grabbed a bottle from the cart, opened the wooden stopper, and splashed it onto Bone Tiger’s face.

"Aaaaaa!"

The terrifying and exaggerated corrosive liquid immediately hissed on Bone Tiger’s face, causing him to instantly regain consciousness and let out another agonizing scream. That nearly indestructible golden skeleton even hissed under the stimulus.

But all this was only the beginning, merely an appetizer.

Seeing the chaotic old madman in front of him, Bone Tiger’s pupils contracted drastically, and his complexion changed immediately.

No matter how he was tortured before, Bone Tiger still felt he could endure, but as for this man, he recognized him! More precisely, he had heard of this man’s name!

Bone Corrosion Man — Hua Ge!

"How, how could it be..."

Bone Tiger’s voice distorted with terror, and his fear was matched by Hua Ge’s gradually excited and perverse grin, one hand holding a sharp small knife, the other a chopping knife, seemingly already eager to move.

"No, no!!!"

This was Bone Tiger’s last scream, for soon he couldn’t even make a sound — his tongue had been perfectly cut off, separated alongside.

Hua Ge’s movements were precise and swift.

This allowed the tongue to still be wriggling, as if connected to nerves, thinking it was still actively functioning inside Bone Tiger’s mouth.

Blood and bone fragments danced as Bone Tiger was ’disassembled.’

The brain was submerged in a large basin, on top of which lay a heap of herb-like substances, standing strange tree-root-like things.

This peculiar arrangement vaguely seemed to resonate with some kind of Array.

The brain, which should have ceased functioning after leaving the body, surprisingly... continued to maintain short-lived activity within this new vessel!

Having completed all this, the blood-soaked Bone Corrosion Man turned around contentedly, made a graceful gesture toward the chief interrogator, implying the chief interrogator can start asking questions.

Though it wasn’t the first time witnessing Bone Corrosion Man’s methods, each complete viewing, even those strong like the chief interrogator with thin emotional expression and a poker face, couldn’t help but feel an added measure of fear towards Bone Corrosion Man.

The sight fixed on the brain in the basin, he opened his mouth to inquire.

"Who are the people behind you?"

The brain received the information and through the basin’s things resembling electronic circuits, yet more like Array nodes, processed information transformation, ultimately...

"Master."

A gurgling sound echoed from the basin.

Master?

Those present exchanged glances.

Besides the chief interrogator and Bone Corrosion Man, others in the room had excitement in their eyes.

After tormenting the prisoner for so long, finally, there’s new progress.

And the chief interrogator then continued to inquire.

"Who is Master?"

The moment information conversion and response were about to proceed...

Boom!!

The brain exploded into a slurry of blood!

Flesh splattered everywhere, and the nearest Bone Corrosion Man was particularly covered.

Yet after a momentary daze, he instead excitedly reached out, touching the flesh debris on his face, tasted it, unable to restrain the grin on his face.

That’s a type of novelty, curiosity, excitement, and... an opponent worthy of encounter!

"Interesting... interesting! I want more of these people; I want to understand their brain structure! I want... to execute them!!"