Xu Dong finally understood why he had angered the Executioner.
This is clearly an extremely evil and cruel being, not a bodhisattva, yet he uses words like "great compassion" and "mercy" to describe it.
Isn't that swearing?
To call the Demon merciful is an absolute disgrace.
His words plunged him into hell; he wanted to slap his own mouth raw.
He had tried to flatter the emperor but ended up making a fool of himself. If it weren't for that remark, the Executioner might have let him go.
But now he has no chance at all.
All that remained in his heart was despair and fear.
He clearly had a chance to survive, but he extinguished his own hope.
He was utterly devastated.
Looking at the cold Executioner before him, Xu Dong tried to struggle, but his body could not move an inch.
Outside, he might have had a chance to struggle, but in this Executioner chamber, he couldn't even move an inch.
This space is entirely controlled by the Executioner; here, the Executioner is the master of everything.
If the Executioner is unwilling, he cannot even blink.
All he could do was make a sound, because the Executioner wanted to hear his screams.
"Ah--"
Xu Dong couldn't help but let out a scream.
This wasn't because he wanted to curry favor with the Executioner, but because he was genuinely in pain.
His left ankle was entangled by vines that appeared out of nowhere, covered with dense, tiny thorns that pierced his skin.
The vines tightened their grip, eventually crushing his ankle to pieces.
His ankle bones were completely shattered, his skin was a mess, and blood kept gushing out.
But the vines continued to spread upwards, wrapping around his left leg dozens of times.
Feeling the vines tightening their grip, Xu Dong knew what was going to happen to his left leg.
The bones in his left leg will also shatter.
But he won't die; the Executioner will have other ways to torture him.
The methods will only become more cruel.
"Please, let me go!" Xu Dong cried out in anguish.
But he also felt that such pleas for mercy were meaningless; the Executioner would not pity him.
He was destined to be hunted down.
Living was already an impossible dream for him; he shouldn't have such a dream.
"Kill me, I have experienced your cruelty. Even as a ghost, I will remember your cruelty and terror."
He had never begged anyone like this before, but now, he was begging for mercy without regard for his dignity.
No, he was just seeking death.
He dared not hope to live any longer, he only wished for a swift death to find release.
But even such a humble request would not be granted by this cold-blooded Executioner.
The bone in his left leg was completely shattered. The excruciating pain caused sweat to bead on his forehead and body. He could no longer bear it and let out an even more piercing scream.
The screams were chilling.
Anyone who hears that sound can feel his pain.
He could no longer beg for mercy, for the pain had already overwhelmed everything.
Next came his body; he watched as his own body was crushed by the vines.
He saw his own internal organs.
It was painful and despairing.
Soon, all the bones in his body were shattered, the Execution Chamber in front of them finally disappeared, and they returned to reality.
He stared in horror at the Executioner before him, his eyes filled with terror.
But this was just the beginning; the Executioner was only giving him a small lesson.
He is Soul-type Ability User with high Mental Attributes, which means he won't die easily in the Execution Chamber.
This was originally an advantage, but now it has become the source of suffering.
This means that the Executioner can, if he so chooses, drag him back into the Execution Chamber.
So the suffering is not over yet.
Xu Dong was already extremely weak, and even if he came out of the Execution Chamber, he would not be able to struggle or resist.
His confidence had long been utterly destroyed in the Execution Chamber.
He knew he had to fear the Executioner before him.
"I shouldn't question your cruelty, please, let me die!"
You must be the most evil, cruelest, and most terrifying Demon in the world!
His words brought a slight smile to the Executioner's face, but it was a cold, terrifying smile.
However, the Executioner did not drag him back into the torture chamber.
Xu Dong breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed his flattery had paid off this time.
The Executioner said, "That's right, you're absolutely right, that's exactly it!"
"Given your performance, I can give you a reward."
These words rekindled Xu Dong's hope. He was overjoyed; the Executioner had forgiven him and might be willing to take him as a servant.
He could survive if he became the Executioner's servant.
He willingly abandoned his former beliefs and became a faithful follower of the Executioner.
This is an absolutely powerful being; to become his servant is an honor.
Now is the time for him to show his loyalty.
Xu Dong struggled to his feet, then knelt humbly on the ground.
"I dare not ask for any reward for being the most evil and cruel Executioner."
If you are willing to grant it, I wish to be your faithful servant.
I will always serve you with the utmost humility, dedicating everything I have, and everything that my children and grandchildren have, to you.
His tone was incredibly sincere.
"Very good," came the Executioner's cold voice.
Xu Dong was overjoyed and agreed, which meant he could live.
He had thought it was a hopeless situation, but now he saw hope.
There is nothing more joyful than escaping death.
Now, he has simply changed the object of his worship, which is perfectly acceptable.
After all, this was an existence capable of killing his former god.
He hurriedly kowtowed, almost weeping with joy.
"Most wicked, most cruel, most terrifying Executioner, your lowly servant is grateful for your grace."
I will proclaim your horrors and evil deeds throughout the world, so that the world will forever remember your terror.
"Very good, you are a good servant."
After the Executioner finished speaking, he threw a blood-stained dagger in front of him.
"Now, use it to cut your wrist, use your blood to draw up a pact for our deal."
"Evil and cruel Executioner, your lowly servant obeys your commands."
Without any hesitation, Xu Dong hurriedly picked up the short knife from the ground.
This is a small matter, but since he considers himself the most humble servant, he must never disobey his master's first command.
I wouldn't mind cutting my own wrist, or even cutting off my hand.
He cut his left wrist with a knife.
Although it was just a small cut, excruciating pain shot through my wrist.
Xu Dong gritted his teeth, trying not to make a sound.
He had to endure it because screaming in pain would make his new owner think he was too incompetent.
But the excruciating pain was beyond his expectations; it was incredibly painful. Even more strangely, the wound did not bleed.
Gradually, the wound on his wrist began to fester at a visible rate.
The ulcer was spreading along his wrist.
"Ah--"
The excruciating pain gradually shattered his will, and he couldn't help but scream in agony.