Long Live the King
Chapter 642

Root Them All Out

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The burly man being tortured was none other than Barrios, the captain of one of the ten elite squads of the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group, whom she had met that morning in the restaurant in the city's food district. He had apparently been defeated and captured by the experts of Chambord City and brought here. However, after a slight initial surprise, the silver-haired, fiery female mage Laura quickly realized that since her group had been brought here, the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] group was bound to be involved.

From this perspective, everything can be explained. Their whereabouts and information about the [ Dragon Hunt Plan ] were all revealed by the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group under torture.

At the far end of the hall was a row of cells, holding more than a dozen bloodstained mercenary men. They were the members of the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] elite team they had met at the hotel earlier that day. None of them had escaped; they had all been captured and brought here.

Although Laura's Five-Star Class Peak magical power was sealed by the magic-suppressing shackles on her hands and feet, her vision was still very sharp. With the help of the blood-red light in the hall, she could vaguely see that the walls of the hall, as well as the stone walls of the cells in the distance that were divided by steel bars, were engraved with faint magical runes.

With the blessing of these magical runes, even ordinary mud walls become as hard as steel and indestructible.

What surprised the charming female mage even more was that, despite her Runeword, she couldn't immediately discern the origin and magical circuit principles of the runes on the wall. She only vaguely felt that they resembled legendary runes from the ancient era of gods and demons. Each rune seemed to have a life of its own, expanding and contracting rhythmically as it appeared and disappeared, like a living organism breathing. An ancient and profound Magic Power aura would then suddenly leak out or vanish.

"How could the power and resources of the Chambord people be so formidable? This prison is so strong that even Moon Class expert would find it difficult to breach." Laura was shocked by everything she had discovered.

Behind him, the other Fire Blood Mercenaries were trembling with fear, their faces pale.

The hall was filled with all sorts of strange torture instruments, exuding a silent yet despairing grotesque aura.

The bloodstains on each instrument of torture are enough to tell you at a glance what a living hell you would experience if you were to sit on one of them. Coupled with the oppressive and suffocating crimson atmosphere, this place is as terrifying and horrifying as the legendary Hell.

Before the interrogation even began, some of the thirty-two Fire Blood Mercenaries were terrified, their teeth chattering.

It's not their fault.

A hero who never blinks in direct combat may not be equally ruthless in the face of torture.

In the center of the hall, besides Barrios, the burly man with the cross-shaped scar being tortured, four or five mercenaries from the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group were also groaning in agony. These men were covered in blood, their voices hoarse, and excrement was flowing freely. The [ Fire Blood ] mercenaries clearly saw that this seemingly indomitable and fearless man, who had been cursing loudly before the torture, completely broke down less than a minute after being placed on what appeared to be a not-so-horrible torture device. He cried and begged for mercy, confessing everything he knew...

That was a terrifying scene.

The two young female mercenaries, one with short red hair and the other with a black ponytail, were terrified, their faces turning pale, and they almost burst into tears. They had never seen such a cruel scene before. They couldn't help but tightly grab the arm of their captain, Laura, like little chicks trembling under their mother's wings.

The blood-red lights flickered in the air, like blood spreading everywhere.

Cold and eerie, this is the most terrifying " Hell " hidden beneath the surface of Chambord City's prison [ the Little Black Room ].

"If Captain Laura were willing to tell us everything we want to know without leaving out a single detail, perhaps you wouldn't have to endure these terrible torture instruments," Inzaghi said softly, looking at the beautiful face of the silver-haired female mage with a calm and patient gaze. "To be honest, I don't want such a beautiful woman like you to suffer such terrible torture either. These instruments were personally designed by Lord Oleg, the Minister of Ministry of Justice of Chambord City. Even Moon Class Great Perfection expert couldn't withstand them. I advise you not to take any chances!"

These words drained all the color from the faces of the mercenaries.

"Ahhh, stop, stop! I'll tell you everything! Stop torturing me! Let me die! Let me die a quick and painless death!" A pitiful scream rang out, causing the silent Fire Blood Mercenaries to lose their composure and almost collapse to the ground. It was Barrios, the burly man with the cross-shaped scar who was being tortured nearby, who could no longer hold on and instantly broke down, howling and begging for mercy.

Barrios was a well-known figure in the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group. It was said that he had been secretly arrested and imprisoned by the Marseille Empire once, enduring all kinds of inhuman torture without ever speaking. Later, the leader of the [ Wind-Racing Horse ] mercenary group, [ War Pirate ] Meierbeili, personally intervened and forced the Marseille Empire to release him. When he was released from prison, apart from his face, there was almost no intact skin on his body. The cross-shaped scar was left from that time in prison.

This tough guy was tortured to the point of only wanting a quick death, and he was willing to do anything to survive. This shows how terrifying the torture instruments in Chambord City were.

Feeling the trembling hands of her two sisters beside her, and hearing the clanging of teeth from her companions behind her, the silver-haired female mage Laura sighed softly and said dejectedly, "I'll talk."

" Dragon Hunt Plan?"

At the summit of the central sacred mountain in [ Sky City ], within the God King Hall, Sun Fei saw the interrogation documents presented by Oleg and smiled contemptuously, "Two small mercenary groups dare to make such boastful claims? It seems they really think I'm an easy target."

The fat man, Oleg, was now over two meters tall. His muscular physique, far from shrinking after advancing to the Moon Class, had become even more voluptuous. Upon hearing this, he immediately lowered his head and fawned, "Indeed, Your Majesty, I beg you to allow me to act immediately, to unleash swift and decisive action, and, based on the city outposts of the two major mercenary groups revealed in this document, to wipe out all their so-called twenty dragon-hunting squads, letting these despicable ants know our true power."

"Get lost!" Sun Fei kicked him, scoffing, and said irritably, "I think you're itching for a fight now that you've advanced to the Moon Class? What? You haven't had your fill of torture in [ Hell ] yet? Remember this: don't start any fighting in the city without proper preparation. If you damage those plants, can you afford to pay for it? You don't need to lift a finger for now. Just stay put."

"Yes, yes, I've got it." The sycophant wore a bitter face, but was secretly delighted.

Every time His King kicked him a couple of times, he felt refreshed. He wondered why His Majesty the King was so casual with him among so many officials and experts in Chambord City. It was because the great King cared for him, knowing his unwavering loyalty.

"Order Philip and the others to take action. It's only fair to retaliate. Wipe out all those damn dragon-hunting squads from the two mercenary groups that Barrios and that female mage Laura sent to infiltrate the city. Remember, don't mess with those two leaders. Philip can't handle them. Otherwise, let them do whatever they want."

At this point, Sun Fei tossed out a sealed scroll, saying, "The specific arrangements are all on the scroll. Just hand it over to Philip. From now on, you can handle things on your own. Don't come to me for instructions anymore. I'm going into seclusion before the wedding."

"Yes, my great king."

Oleg kowtowed eagerly and scurried away.

Sun Fei shook his head helplessly. This fatso has never changed his sycophantic nature, and he doesn't care much about his martial arts cultivation. I'm afraid he will have a hard time advancing to the Great Sun-Rank Venerable position in the future. But at least he is loyal. I'll help him out if I can in the future.

Then, thinking of the [ Dragon Hunt Plan ], a cold glint appeared on Sun Fei's face.

"Demons and monsters, clowns and clowns, very well, you've all come out. This time, we'll take you all down in one fell swoop, and not one of you will escape."

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