Silvery-white arcs instantly raced along the metal frame, all striking Herman.
The Demon Venerable's body convulsed violently, its chains clashing with an ear-piercing racket.
Its mental domain had barely unfolded when the Terra experts at the four corners simultaneously unleashed their domains.
Their domains pressed down alongside their magic, forcibly pushing its domain back inside its body.
"Aah!"
Herman let out a shrill roar, the fleshy membranes on its body rapidly contracting.
Lin Mo looked at the instrument readings.
"The current won't directly damage your core. It will only keep amplifying your pain."
"If you're willing to cooperate, I can stop immediately."
"You despicable Bipeds!"
"You've already used that insult. Try something new." Lin Mo stood outside the isolation chamber, his tone calm, though he felt anything but at ease.
This was no ordinary interrogation. The information Herman possessed concerned the survival of two worlds.
If it returned to the Demon Clan with its secrets, the enemies who came next would only be stronger.
So they had to find a way to squeeze every last piece of information out of it!
Herman clenched its teeth and refused to speak again.
Liu Chengen gestured to Lin Mo, signaling him to keep applying pressure.
The voltage on the console rose incrementally, and the scales on Herman's body began to crack.
Blood had barely seeped from its wounds when the cutting arm beside it slowly rotated.
The sharp cutting wheel approached its shoulder and sliced off a small piece of its outer shell.
The Demon Venerable finally roared:
"Damn it! Stop!"
"I'll tell you whatever you want to know, all right?"
Lin Mo said flatly:
"You treat intelligent life as resources."
"Resources?"
Herman gave a weak laugh.
"You treat ore as resources too, don't you?"
"You're nothing but food, just like the food