"This is a millionfold enhancement to your sense of pain."
As Ye Chen spoke, he applied a slight force with his fingertips.
Immediately afterward, more black sludge, carrying more pain nerves, further wrapped itself around Jietisikoki from head to toe.
Thus, Jietisikoki's screams became hoarser, weaker, and more mournful.
"This is a ten-millionfold enhancement to your sense of pain."
Ye Chen spoke in an utterly composed tone as he continued increasing the output of Abyssal power.
Then, the further wildly proliferating pain nerves completely submerged Jietisikoki's flesh-and-blood body, making him look as though he had turned into a puppet woven from nerves, utterly concealing Jietisikoki's original build and features.
This time, Jietisikoki could not even scream, because swarms of pain nerves had plugged his mouth shut like vines.
At this moment, Jietisikoki could neither breathe nor howl, yet he could not die either. He could only endure the mad ravaging of this physical agony without end!
"This is a hundred-millionfold enhancement to your sense of pain."
Ye Chen withdrew his half-red, half-black fingers. Watching the puppet-like Jietisikoki roll across the ground, whimper softly, and convulse in despair, he spoke in a low, calm voice.
"However, this alone cannot satisfy me."
"Over the course of your life, you have killed more than 1.06 million people in total."
"No, that's not right."
"That death toll is only the number you accumulated after obtaining the Life-Stealing Cleaver."
"Compared to that, the true number of people you have killed is clearly no less—only more."
"And I once said that the suffering, grief, and despair endured by the innocent people who died beneath your blade... I would return all of it to you ten millionfold."
"That means..."
"Ten. Million. Times. Ten. Million."
"That is..."
"One. Hundred. Trillion."
"This number..."
"Should be the most fitting, shouldn't