"Report to the Speaker, our people have mixed into the city of the 12 Earls in the inner wall area. According to your plan, we secretly bribed civilians in the inner wall area to spread rumors. At present, nine of the Earls cities have been suffocated by the rumors. The remaining three Earls cities are accidentally exposed and executed, but we are not found on the line..."

A middle-aged man with a strong and short body reported to Dudian. .

Dudian nodded slightly and said, "Tell them that the corpse was caused by the Monster Institute, and the military and the Monastery are the same. It is just a conspiracy to protect these refugees. They will be secretly caught in the Monster Institute and be dissected at any time. If necessary, let the people there create several ‘experimental accidents’ for the people in the Sanctuary to see them and pay attention to their hidden identities."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and agreed, "Yes, Speaker."

"Go."

Dudian waved his hand and asked him to retreat. The middle-aged man and the people who helped him in the inner wall were all elites selected from the Dark Vatican, who had been doing business for the Dark Vatican for a long time. Although he was not strong enough and was only at the level of a hunter, he acted treacherously and cruelly, and it was just right to do such things.

He chooses people differently from others, only pays attention to his character, and his strength is the second criterion for choice.

Although he has not many close friends, there are many people who do his job.

After the middle-aged man left, Neus said to Dudian: "Young Master, the gunpowder made by the Alchemist camp has been buried in the Wall of Sighs, but the current weight can only destroy a small gap in the Wall of Sighs."

"Let them hurry up and continue to produce." Dudian said that the Dark Holy See has been integrated, and the 12th district has been merged into six major branches. The top alchemists in each district form the alchemist camp, and the potionists form the potion camp, becoming two sharp swords in his hand to deal with the upcoming war.

"Master, the saltpeter minerals in our hands have been dug almost all, and the rest of the saltpeter minerals are in the hands of various nobles. Do you want to buy them?" Nois knew that Dudian was very serious about this matter and asked, "What if they don't agree to the acquisition?"

"Then let them agree." Dudian's answer was simple.

Noyce knew what he meant, nodded, and said nothing more. With Dudian's permission, he could also let go of his work.

After explaining the matter, Dudian came to the dungeon and looked at the dying Hero and Luonon who were handcuffed by chains. At this moment, the two looked even more miserable than they had seen last time. Their armor had been stripped naked, and only the accumulated blood was left on their bodies, their hair was scattered, and their heads were drooping, like a dead body hanging on the chains.

In the cells opened next to the dungeon live hundreds of strong men, burly and exudes a strong male aura, all of whom are evil people selected from the military and Thorn Flower Prison, more than half of them are lustful people who commit adultery, but most of them are only beautiful women, children, and even some like old women and children, while only a few like men.

As soon as he arrived at the dungeon, Dudian smelled the strong smell of odor and a faint smoke in the air. This was not the authentic old cigarette he smoked, but a special cigarette made of poisonous substances. It was highly addictive. Under the influence of this period, the two had already been passively addicted to drugs.

"Have you taken care of today?" Dudian asked.

The two strong men in charge of the execution were trembling and said nervously: "It's not yet."

"What are you waiting for?"

The two of them said repeatedly, "Yes, sir." As they said, they took out the torture instruments on the wall and whipped them.

The two men in a coma were awakened and screamed in pain. The frightened rat made a shrill scream. The eyes covered by scattered hair were filled with fear and begging. Among them, Hero shouted: "Don't beat, don't beat..."

Amid his screams, the two of them whipped down one after another.

Dudi looked quietly, after a while, raised his hand to signal the two to stop, came to the two of them, and said, "How are you thinking?"

When Xiro heard Dudian's voice, his scream stopped immediately. He looked up at him, but there was no previous resentment and resentment in his eyes, but the fear spreading to the entire eye. "Please kill me, please, I am willing to do whatever you ask me to do, please kill me!"

Dudian raised his hand to stroke his hair, but found that his hair was sticking into bunches and emitting a foul smell. He immediately withdrew his hand and said calmly: "If I kill you, my efforts will be in vain. Are you two willing to fight for me?"

"I do! I do!!"

As soon as Dudian's words fell, Hero shouted loudly, as if he had no idea, without even a trace of hesitation.

Luonong next to him also said, "I am willing. As long as you let us leave this place, I am willing even if I ask me to help you kill the people in the military headquarters!" Although his expression was much calmer, he spoke very seriously, and there was a hint of urgency and desire in his eyes.

Dudian didn't expect that their consciousness would be tortured so fragile in such a short time. It seems that drugs and dignity destroying them is enough to completely defeat a person! Or, either of these two can completely defeat a person!

People are very fragile, and he has had this concept very early, whether it is a hunter or a pioneer, it is equally fatal in soft places.

"Since that's the case, you can cooperate with me to complete an experiment and follow me in the future." Dudian said.

When Xiro heard this, his body trembled slightly and tears came out. His expression seemed to cry out in joy, but he felt a sense of sadness and despair.

Luonon silently, lowered his head.

Dudian asked the supervisor beside him to untickle the two of them and take them to clean their bodies.

After a while, after the two of them finished cleaning, they changed into a clean set of clothes. Dudian took them to the side hall on the top of the mountain, which was also his own alchemy laboratory.

There are many strange materials and all kinds of strange things. The largest object is a fully metal chariot in the center of the laboratory. The dark body exudes an ancient aura. The outer edge of the wheel of the chariot is covered with hideous spikes. The curvature and length of these spikes are different. If you look closely, you will find that these are the sharp corners of unknown monsters!

Several dark ropes were connected to the base of the chariot and hung upside down on the chariot.

Dudian came to the chariot and asked Neus to carry the disabled Hero to the laboratory bench next to him, letting him lie on his body. He put on sterile gloves, took out the scalpel, pressed Hero's head, and whispered: "It hurts a little, bear it."

Herro felt obviously frightened and said in a trembling voice: "What are you going to do?"

"It's just a small experiment." Dudian said, taking anesthetic from the side and injecting it into his back, then cutting through his back. The slender scalpel seemed to rotate between his fingers, like carving a work of art, cutting Herro's back layer by layer, and cutting along the texture of the fibers. Soon, the skin of his back was completely peeled to both sides, and the flesh and blood were also rolled up, revealing the slender centipede-like back.

Dudian narrowed his eyes slightly, took the chain hanging on the chariot next to him, and with the cooperation of the scalpel, he slowly fed the chain into it and tied it to his backbone. After half an hour, the operation was completed.

Herro's back had been stitched, and the threads on the epidermis were extremely neat, like clothes that were sewn by an excellent tailor. It was only a chain that protruded from the skin of the cervical vertebrae, which penetrated deep into his flesh and blood.

Dudian grabbed the healing powder from the side, applied it to his back, poured out two small red pills and handed them to his mouth, "I took it."

Xiro hesitated for a moment and dared not resist. He licked his tongue into his mouth, swallowed it, and did not dare to pretend.

After taking the healing medicine, the wound on Hero's body healed rapidly, especially the wound on her back that had just been surgery. You could almost see the skin and flesh slowly bonding together, and new flesh and blood were growing in the gap.

Dudian estimated that his injury would be completely healed, at least three hours later, in addition to the healing medicine being made by the top potionist, it also attributed to his own self-healing ability.

Three hours passed quickly. During this period, Dudian was fiddling in the chariot. When the wound on Hero's back was almost healed, he took action to remove the thread on his back, let him stand up, and said, "Take two steps."

Hero walked down the laboratory tentatively. At this moment, his tendons and hand tendons had healed. Perhaps because he had not walked for too long, his walking posture seemed a little unfamiliar. Every step he took, there was a tinging sound.

Hero looked back and was stunned. The chains on his back connected to the bottom of the chariot, like a horse tied to the chariot.

"From now on, this will be your nest." Dudian said to him: "Try to see if I can pull my chariot."

Xiro turned his head and looked at him in a daze. Suddenly, two lines of tears poured out. He roared in grief and anger, punched the laboratory bench, and roared like an angry beast and rushed towards Dudian!

Dudian's eyes were slightly cold. As he approached, he suddenly kicked it out, kicked it in the chest, pulling it backwards.

Although Hero was at the peak of the outer wasteland level, he was imprisoned for many days and was seriously injured. At this moment, his hands and feet had just recovered from his movements. His strength was not as strong as before, and he was directly knocked down by Dudian.

Dudian stomped his feet, jumped onto the chariot and stood there, put his hands on a erected metal platform on the chariot, and shot one of the buttons.

"Ah!!" A scream was heard, and Hero twitched on the ground, rolling violently like a fish leaping ashore.

Dudian slapped again, and the button popped up. He looked at Hero quietly and said, "You have no choice, unless you would rather go back to the previous days."

Xiro stopped twitching and gasped heavily, his hands still trembling gently. He stood up tremblingly, looking at the boy in the chariot, his eyes full of resentment, but more fear. He shouted: "Then let me go back to the days before. I would rather stay in the dungeon than be a cow or a horse for you!"

"Didn't you say before, you're willing to do anything?" Dudian said lightly: "You have to keep your word."

Xiro was sad and angry. He thought that what Dudian wanted him to do was to fight for Dudian at most. If that was the case, he would have a way to escape and escape back to the inner wall. But Dudian tied him to such a chariot, which clearly planned to enslave him forever until he died!

When he thought of working hard for this man who was madly hated, he would rather return to the dark days of hell and give up his dignity completely!

"You, you devil!" Xiro wanted to cry very much, but he couldn't cry. The hatred in his heart had already been hated, and he had even become numb. He had only regret in his heart, why did he come to the outer wall area and enter the temple!

Dudian said calmly: "The experiment has been completed. It is impossible to get you back to the past days, but as long as you are obedient and fight for me, at least you can survive. If you still resent me and would rather be humiliated than work for me, then I can only let you take off your clothes, let you pull this chariot and go to the inner wall area for a walk, so that your relatives, lovers, your children or your parents can see what you look like. Oh, by the way, the thing under your crotch should not be necessary."

"You!!" Xiro's eyes were so angry that his hair almost stood up. His hair was so angry that he stared at Dudian like a fierce beast, but the latter didn't care at all and still looked calm. He wanted to kill Dudian with his eyes. If his thoughts could kill people, he had already made Dudian destroy more subtle than the dust, but he stared at him for a long time, but nothing happened, but his eyes were drier than before.

His heart was also full of bitterness, and hatred slowly faded away, just like a person unable to maintain his ecstasy for a long time, nor could he fall into rage for a long time. Hate and anger rolled to the top like waves, and then gradually faded away and gradually calmed down.

He once again deeply understood what life is worse than death, and also knew what "happiness is now", because even worse situations will occur in the future.

He suddenly felt that days in the dungeon were nothing if Dudian really wanted to castrate him and expose his ugly behavior to his dearest and most beloved person.

"Receiving one's fate is also a kind of courage, what do you think?" Dudian said.

Hero lowered her head, and was as depressed as she was so sad that she could not cry, and squatted on the ground.

Dudian turned his head and looked at Luonon sitting in the corner and said, "It's your turn."

Luo Nong's face looked ugly, his fingers were clenched into fists. He wanted to commit suicide, but when his sharp fingertips touched his neck, it was difficult to get started. He was filled with fear.

Dudian saw the struggle in Luonong's eyes and looked calm. After this period of insults and torture, their willpower was no longer comparable to that of the past, and was even more fragile than ordinary people. Suicide requires courage, and hope is an evil thing. As long as people see a slight hope, even if they know that the greater possibility will face a worse situation, they will still desire that slight hope.
Chapter completed!