Chapter 55 55. Look at me
Neken felt like he had had a long dream.
He dreamed that he returned to the hometown of Sidaris, before the changes in the royal family and the arrival of the Temerian Restoration Army.
What fills the air is not the stench of rotting corpses and the thick smoke of burned houses, but the fragrance of flowers in the flower beds in the town and the fragrance of sea fish cooking in roadside restaurants.
People are not nervous, nor are they nervously wary of every stranger, nor are they so hungry that they eat the corpses of their own kind.
The air humidity there is suitable and the temperature is also suitable. It's not like Willen at all. It's full of swamps and miasma, like a mud pit.
Neken began to miss everything in his hometown before the war.
“Wake up, you bastard.”
But then, the environment in the dream changed.
He began to run away in the jungle without any end.
He didn't know why he wanted to run away, but he just felt a sense of horror, like grinding teeth and sucking blood, bursting out from deep in his bone marrow.
A heavy stamping sound of "dong dong dong" came from behind, the frequency was urgent and fast.
Neken in the dream felt that this was ridiculous.
Running through the woods, are you wearing heavy armor? Are you still chasing me?
Where did you come from as a deer-headed demon?
Forget it, it’s just a dream. Dreams are meaningless and unreasonable.
It’s just a dream
“I said, wake up, you bastard!”
Trance In the meantime, Neken felt a figure moving in front of him, and his perspective was lying on the ground.
Then he felt his wrist being stepped on.
Neken was brought back to reality by the feeling of his body. He opened his eyes blankly and looked at his wrist that was stepped on.
This step is nothing, because the other party's purpose is to "step on" rather than "stomple".
But what is the purpose of stepping on your wrist?
The sound of "chichi" sounded in my ears.
That is the sound of meat being roasted at high temperature, and the fat in the meat will explode when heated.
Neken's distracted eyes condensed and soon became frightened!
“Ahhhhh!!!”
It’s the hand! It's his hand!
His hand was pressed on the carbon pile with Mars!
That was the campfire in their camp. Not long ago, there was an oiled arm on it.
Neken's body, which was originally lying flat on the ground, arched up in pain.
He wanted to pull his wrist away like crazy, but the boots with steel greaves seemed to be fixed!
Not moving at all.
"What do you want to do? What do you want to do?! Who are you? Help! The plague is above, help!"
Lan En tilted his head slightly and looked at the man at his feet Wriggling like maggots.
Slowly press his wrist with your foot and move away from the carbon pile.
Neken got a moment of respite from the continuous pain of burns.
At this time, there was no blood on his face, and big beads of sweat rolled down from the top of his head.
He looked around subconsciously, but the scene around him seemed to have defeated his last bit of reason.
Tears of fear burst out together with snot, and his lips trembled as if he were shivering.
"Ahhhhh!"
The seven people gathered in this small camp were all concentrated in this open space.
Not to mention the three people who were hacked to death on the spot, the people who turned around and ran away had been transformed into "different shapes".
Sitting on his knees on the ground, he wanted to reach for his head with both hands, but the head had turned into burnt black carbon!
The black mouth opened wide, and Neken could even imagine how he screamed with all his strength.
There is also an abnormally thick neck, and the whole person's skin is covered with bloodshot eyes and a black and blue appearance
The confusion when waking up from a dream, the panic and consternation of suddenly experiencing severe pain, coupled with the sight in front of me at this time scene. Neken turned his head tremblingly and looked at the man stepping on his wrist.
A very exotic face, wearing heavy armor, not even a scratch on the cotton armor!
He finally remembered what happened to him.
Barbecuing human arms with teammates, then an enemy emerged from the woods and tore apart anyone who dared to draw their swords.
They ran away and then passed out.
When he woke up again, the man had stepped on his wrist and pressed his hand on the carbon pile with sparks.
"A little disappointed."
The man said expressionlessly.
"I thought the cannibals' ferocity would last until the last second before they died."
Neken was too frightened to speak properly.
"Benevolence, kindness! Please, please!"
"When life and death are not up to you, don't beg for mercy, show your value and be willing."
That The person's tone was very calm, but just because it was so calm, in this camp that was already decorated with all kinds of corpses in grotesque shapes, this calmness seemed extremely terrifying.
"Neken, Neken Vandro, a fisherman from Sidaris City. Your friends tell me that you are the oldest and highest-ranking person in this camp. They told me many things about you, your Origin, your experience, your level in this group."
"But they don't know more, so they are like this now. I really hope that you can get a different ending from them. I sincerely hope. "
Lan En reached out and gestured to the man at his feet. His tone was steady and calm.
But in Neken's ears, he only felt that there was an invisible, crazy spirit running around in his mind!
“A boy with a slightly larger head and smaller body was kidnapped two days ago. He was wearing a blue linen shirt that had been washed until it turned white. He had nothing to wear.”
"I ran from Oriden all the way to Condale. Along the way, I killed, tortured, and killed again. Because you kidnapped such a child."
"I killed the people you came out to hunt. I Kill the knight soldiers stationed in Condale, and then here."
"To instill fear in you, I held the man's head and used the Igni Sign to burn his head to charcoal. "
"In order to prevent you from lying, I pulled the man's throat and poured twenty kilograms of air into his stomach with the Alder seal."
Lan En said one by one. pointed out the corpses to Neken.
"I vomited during the torture, Neken. Because I'm different from you. I don't get pleasure or feel satisfied from the screams and wails of humans. On the contrary, those sounds make my bones feel uncomfortable and numb. "
"But please don't misunderstand that even if I vomited at that time, I would not hesitate at all during the torture process, because I know that vomiting is just my physiological reaction. In terms of inner justice, I have no hesitation about myself. There is no objection to his actions.”
Lan En leaned down slightly and approached Neken.
There was indeed a sour smell left at the corner of his mouth, which was the smell of stomach acid.
"In fact, even if I torture another hundred or two hundred of you, I will still feel uncomfortable. But I am also very sure - as long as you can help me save the child, I will do it I will never be soft-hearted because of discomfort.”
"A thousand lives of man-eating beasts are not as important as a good child."
"That's what I think, Neken."
As he spoke, Lan En's feet Pressing Neken's wrist, he moved towards the sparkling carbon pile again.
“Now, tell me where the child is. If you don’t know, tell me who might know.”
“Or you can be a tough guy and persist in the face of torture. Rather than fearing danger, I would rather die than surrender.”
"Just like what I said to your companion, the information revealed by a tough guy after a breakdown is often more credible."
"And a guy who doesn't keep his mouth shut from the beginning spits out a lot of information , but I have to worry about which one can be used and which one cannot be used, which is a waste of time."
"Do I make sense, Neken?"
Lan En leaned forward and approached Neken. next to him, looking directly into his eyes.
“Come, look up at me and talk.”
He said calmly: "Let me see if you lied and if you concealed anything."
Neken van der Rohe completely collapsed.
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