Broad World

As a veteran figure in the underground world of Calimport, McGidd has seen countless masters, and the most impressive one is the high-speed killing skills displayed by Artemis Entreri. The dance of death, which will never be forgotten in a lifetime, is simple, bright, and deadly. Often after a flash of cold light, life and death are separated.

But today, he discovered that there are people in this world who can swing weapons faster and more accurately than Entreri. Before the four fierce bodyguards even realized what was going on, they fell to the ground and died. From the looks of it, they didn't realize that death had come before they died.

Throat cut!

Every incision is exactly the same in size and depth!

Shocking martial arts!

Terrible control!

Mejid couldn't imagine how such a knife technique would appear on a boy who looked only fourteen years old!

Totally unreasonable!

Even the monks in the monastery may not be able to achieve such precise muscle control, this is no ordinary killing! It's art! It is the perfect combination of death and killing!

He suddenly wanted to laugh, that he was so stupid as to provoke such a terrifying weapon master, a truly murderous executioner.

But it's a pity that he can't laugh now, after all, no one can laugh with a sharp knife on his neck.

"If you have any last words, tell me. For the sake of being a smart person, I'll give you two minutes. Enjoy the last two minutes of your life, and then I'll send you to see Balck." Henry said in an emotionless way said the voice.

From this moment on, he will start to persecute McGidd mentally, through repeated alternations of hope and despair, so that every nerve connected to his reason will be broken, and he will become a complete lunatic and idiot.

have to say. It was challenging and perverted, but Henry found a good excuse for himself, and that was a science experiment.

That's right, just like those notorious scientists on the earth, it seems that after being labeled for scientific progress, they can openly do some extremely cruel things.

For example, conduct radiation experiments on children, use stuttering orphans to test the impact of encouragement or insult on people, turn the entire population of an island into a nuclear (radiation) test site, and so on. What's even more ridiculous is that the country that conducted these experiments is actually the number one power in the world that flaunts freedom, democracy and equality.

In his view, the so-called democracy and freedom are protective umbrellas used to cover the ugly nature of society and human nature. As long as human beings exist, the so-called beautiful world will never exist.

No matter what kind of system it is, the purpose is always to complete the rule and oppression of the minority over the majority. Although there are many nice slogans and propaganda on the surface, the essence will never change.

The only difference is that some systems adopt relatively simple and brutal high-pressure policies, while others are more tactful, brainwashing through laws, policies and propaganda over and over again. Let the people think that they are living in the most advanced system in the world. In fact, once they lose their powerful military and economic capabilities, chaos and violence will follow immediately. At that time, I am afraid that it will not even be as good as a second-rate small country.

The brain of an intelligent creature is a very special and peculiar organ. It not only holds the ability to think and control the entire body, but also sometimes deceives itself for certain reasons.

What Henry is doing now is to use words and actions to trigger incentives, test the limits of the brain's tolerance, and how it will react under the threat of death. He believes that if his experiment makes progress, it will be of great help to future expansion and control.

After all, this is neither magic nor divine art, but the reaction and judgment generated by the brain itself, and nothing can be found out at all. Even if the gods come, there may not be a solution.

A minute passed quickly...

At this moment, Mejid's whole body was soaked in sweat, and his legs were shaking slightly. He used to think that he had spent so many years in the streets, and was used to seeing strong winds and waves, so he had already disregarded life and death. But when someone put a knife on his neck, he realized that everything was an illusion. Not only was he afraid of death, but he was also afraid of death. Terrible!

Especially the feeling of silently waiting for death to come is just terrible. Every second is spiritual devastation.

"It seems that you have nothing to say, how about I send you on your way as soon as possible?"

Seeing the target gritted his teeth for a long time and remained silent for a long time, Henry knew that the other party's mental endurance was about to reach its limit, and immediately began to press without hesitation, and even pierced the tip of the knife into the skin. He is very clear. Pain can sometimes have unexpected effects in a situation of mental stress, perhaps a complete breakdown of the will. It could also be an explosion.

Just when there was a trace of blood on the neck, Mejid suddenly shouted: "No! Wait! You can't kill me! I know all the secrets of the Camel Guild! If you want to annex it, you must have a knowledgeable person !"

Henry retracted the long knife a little bit, and asked with a playful smile: "So, you are planning to rebel? It's interesting, but why do you think you have this value? Or, what means do you have to make the desert Those robbers in the middle are obedient?"

"Benefits! As long as you strangle the business travelers crossing the desert, you can force them to submit! The sand bandits now are no longer those desperadoes a few years ago. Due to the large amount of tolls charged, these guys can no longer tolerate the harsh environment. Looting property in the vast desert. Bypass my life, and I will tell you all the robber gangs that have connections with the Camel Guild!"

In order to fight for a glimmer of life, Magid almost desperately tried his best, and even blurted out this kind of guild's internal secrets without hesitation. What he did was completely tantamount to cutting himself off. Once word got to Mo Pirates' ears, he would definitely hire killers to deal with the traitors.

"Go on, tell me how it works?"

Henry deliberately pretended to be very interested, but actually waited for the other party to ignite hope, and then extinguished it with his own hands. Anyway, the trade route in the north had long been promised to Hamid, and how this cunning and vicious old man operates has nothing to do with him.

Sensing that the other party's attitude was loosening, Majid hurriedly said while the iron was hot: "It's very simple! First cut off the business route for half a month, let the sand robbers feel your determination, and then send someone to negotiate, as long as you give up half , or even one-third of the profit. They will obediently obey orders. The Camel Guild has basically operated in this way for the past two years, but the control is still in the hands of the sand bandits, so they take the lead."

Staring at the mixed expression of fear and expectation on the face of "Viper", Henry showed a meaningful smile, and patted the opponent's neck with the back of his knife: "You are very smart and know how to use your own advantages to fight for a chance. Sand Bandit Come and go without a trace, and you are one of the few people in the entire Camel Guild who can contact them. Normally, most people will let you live for a while even if they want to keep their interests. But..."

Speaking of which. He stopped suddenly, turned his wrist, cut off the ear on the right side in an instant, and then slammed Mejid's face with the back of the knife, and continued with a sneer: "But I'm different, I never care about that. I paid tolls, and I don't care if those robbers are obedient. The big deal is to spend some effort to kill them all. In addition, there is another point, your relationship with Balk makes me sick. This is the real reason to kill you .”

"You...you lunatic!"

Mejid covered his ears and let out a low growl trembling all over.

He couldn't believe it, the young man in front of him gave up a lot of benefits for that special hobby, and insisted on killing himself!

"Crazy? No. I can't think so. The reason why human beings are divided into two sexes at birth shows that only the combination of men and women is the most consistent with the laws of nature and can continue the entire race. As a druid, I I think that people like you should be wiped out completely, because your actions have violated the laws of nature and the balance of the universe." After speaking, Henry sneered and slowly raised his weapon...

Hands up and down!

A cold light flashed, and blood gushed out instantly!

Mejid only felt a chill between his legs, followed by severe pain rushing to his brain, and he lay on the ground screaming and rolling desperately. He kept hitting his head against the ground, wanting to relieve this indescribable pain.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

Obviously, a vital organ of this guy was cut off alive. No, to be precise, it wasn't cutting, but was twisted into a pile of rotten meat by the long knife wielded by High Speed ​​Slash.

As one of the most concentrated areas of the body's nerves, such pain is enough to make most people feel like dying, or even fall into a protective coma.

But Magid found that for some reason, he hadn't fainted yet. Bleeding out from his forehead, he was still awake.

At this moment, Henry who was standing aside shook the blood on the weapon, and said in a teasing voice: "Do you think it's strange? Let me tell you, I very kindly cast a magic spell, so that you can Remain conscious at all times. Until the last moment of death. According to my judgment, you will still be in pain for about fifteen minutes to half an hour. Until the end of excessive blood loss and shock."

"Demon! You...you are a real demon!"

Mejid, who was in unbearable pain, roared at the bottom of his lungs. He could feel that life was worse than death every second. Let alone fifteen minutes to half an hour, he might go crazy in five minutes at most.

"Thank you for your compliment, but in order to better maintain the balance of nature, please set an example first. After your death, I will hang your body on the city wall to warn those who still have the same hobby."

Seeing McGide's struggling appearance, Henry deliberately put on an expression of being pissed off. He wants to give the opponent a double blow both mentally and physically at the last moment, and then it is time to wait for the results.

How long can a person maintain sanity in such a state?

I believe the answer will be revealed soon...

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