N'Zoth was tortured for far longer than that loudmouth Yogg-Saron.
Xal'atath would call a halt to the torture whenever his soul was on the verge of collapse.
Only a brief intermission was needed for his wounds to heal and his soul to stabilize.
Then the terrible torture began again!
N'Zoth certainly was not receiving such special attention because he was the last Old God and they wanted to have some fun with him.
Back then, it was this thoroughly rotten schemer who had joined forces with the other Old Gods to devour Xal'atath.
As the chief culprit, he naturally deserved special treatment.
He had to pay a steep enough price!
Since the Burning Legion had been crippled for the time being, it could not possibly recover anytime soon.
Herad did not need these two trump cards to carry out decapitation strikes.
So there was nothing wrong with letting them stay here for an extended period and take good care of N'Zoth.
As for whether N'Zoth would suffer too much, Herad certainly did not care.
No treatment was too harsh for an evil, man-eating monster like this.
In fact, N'Zoth, the most cautious of the Old Gods, had yet to get a chance to eat anyone at this stage.
Back when Azeroth had yet to produce flesh-and-blood creatures, he had already been beaten up by the Titans and locked in a cage.
Later, when the Curse of Flesh took effect and flesh-and-blood creatures began to appear, the Old Gods no longer had any chance to eat people.
N'Zoth, in particular, had remained in the deep sea all along, with no chance to eat anyone.
Of course, if murlocs counted as people, then he had eaten people.
The royal chef of Stormwind City who invented murloc stew declared himself quite innocent on