The Godsfall Chronicles

Chapter 117: Crazy Torture

When the demon was hit by this sniper gun, only a small dent was made in his body, and what was even scarier was that the demon could catch a sniper bullet with his hands.

Rothschild is strong, but he's almost as powerful as the queen.

Roster's body is really sick, but at best it's just a bunch of Sadie's guys.

If he's compared to the Demons, what does he count for?

“What did you say?! ”

Roster's forehead suddenly burst with blues, a body he had worked hard and proud of all his life, he could not tolerate the contemptuous attitude of the cloudhawk, only to see the chest wound heal rapidly and quickly, leaving a small mark in a few moments.

When the flowers on the other side were about to continue shooting, Rosette's entire body began to flow like a crawler, turning him from a strong and powerful body to a streamlined and explosive body in the blink of an eye, and the Doctor's body shook violently, three quarters faster than just now.

When the cloudhawk raised the exorcism wanting to stop it, the exorcism wandered out, only a blurred shadow was encountered. The cloudhawk's face had changed but he had not yet had to turn around. He felt the back of his neck hit hard, causing instant brain dizziness and pounding.

Flower on the other side just wanted to shoot, the wand knife directly split the sniper gun in half, then another knife, flower hands on the other side, cut from the wrist, she didn't have time to feel the pain, the third knife stabbed into the body.

When the eagle struggled to get up, he turned around and found the flowers on the other bank unconscious in the blood pod. At this time, Rost slowly retracted the cane knife into the cane, and his body slowly became smaller, recovering to a one-meter and six-faced old man. He put on glasses and a handbone necklace on one side.

“Take it away! ”

The cloud eagle took another beating, and it was dark in front of him.

Two remodeling fighters were brought up and taken out of this chamber.

Roster looked very tired and sweaty. Although he had powerful powers in his body, he didn't seem to be able to carry them perfectly yet. He touched the necklace on his chest and his eyes became stronger and stronger: “It will succeed, it will succeed. With the power of the hunter, I can stand at the peak of the world! ”

Roast pulled the scepter out of the ground and left the chamber with the rest of the remnants of the remodeling fighters, while finding someone to clean up this already bloody mess.

…………

When the cloudhawk was awake, he was lying in a lab with his hands and feet tied to death and his neck secured to a platform. His cloak, mask, exorcism stick, book of sand, and fur coat were all taken away.

Oops.

Got caught alive?

Now the cloudhawk is lying barefoot in a thin suit, surrounded by many whispering sounds, and there are people walking back and forth, which makes the cloudhawk very frightened and very angry, he struggles desperately.

“He's awake! ”

“Give me another sedative! ”

“No need.” A sharp dilemma is somewhat familiar with the sound, and the monkey walks up to the cloud eagle and looks at the cloud eagle and hums, "and we need to see his reaction during the medication to keep him awake. ”

Several wilderness scientists nodded.

The cloudhawk thinks it's like fish on an anvil right now: "What do you want? Let go of me! ”

Monkey hey hey hey smile: “I was going to put you in the drum and let you cooperate with us a little, so we can save ourselves a little bit, you can also take less pain, since things have come to this point, there is no way. ”

At this time, a wilderness scientist came in with a bottle containing a green liquid, and a strange red plant soaked in the middle of the liquid.

“This is the medicine firecracker from the Divine Domain, but it's a valuable treasure. We haven't had a chance to enjoy it. Enjoy it! ”

The eagle struggled, but there was no way to resist the imposition of these people. They directly pryed the eagle's mouth open, stuffed a hose directly into the stomach, and then filled the eagle with this firegrass.

Where am I taking my pills?

It's like drinking a bottle of strong acid!

The five dirty hectares of the cloud eagle burned instantly, the hot feeling quickly satisfied, quickly filled every blood vessel, penetrated every muscle, the cloud eagle couldn't help but scream painfully.

“You bastard, kill me if you dare, or I'll kill you! ”

“Ouch, you still have the strength to threaten me?” Monkey Yin Yang's weird voice continues to sound: “Don't make unnecessary resistance, you can't escape. You know, this is a precious pill smuggled out of the Divine Domain, and they will greatly improve your health, and people don't have the good fortune to enjoy it. ”

Hawk's eyes would have been torn to pieces by the hawk if he had been able to spark fire.

If I'd known this would happen, I should have just killed this guy!

The monkey takes a look at the time, the cloud hawk has been tormented for several hours, his strength has not been exhausted. There should be some ingredient in this strange potion that can increase the strength to slow it down, which is not good for the cloud hawk, and can only make the cloud hawk suffer longer.

“Almost. ”

Several wilderness scientists saw the cloud eagle absorb the drug almost, and they took out several syringes to give the cloud eagle an intravenous injection. This injection did not know what it was. Anyway, after the cloud eagle was injected, he immediately felt dizzy and paralyzed.

Two modifiers came up to untie the bondage.

The cloud hawks recovered their freedom, but there was no way to resist it, as if bones had been pulled away, again like mud, and dragged away by these men into a thick iron cell.

Wilderness scientists brought lots of flower-green water bottles to hang from the wall, using soft control as an intravenous syringe to stick into the neck of a cloud eagle, and every drop of water into the body of a cloud eagle, the cloud eagle felt like a blood vessel burning.

“Come here today and continue tomorrow! ”

Wilderness scientists closed the iron cell and locked it with three large locks.

The cloud hawk did not lie in a solitary iron cell without a little strength. He tried to get up and didn't even have the strength to lift his hand. These damn guys didn't know what to inject into him. These potions not only caused a burning sensation in his body, but seemed like tens of millions of ants, biting and climbing on his bones.

The cloud hawk can feel his bones harden a little in the process, but the pain is unbearable to ordinary people. The cloud eagle wanted to look outside the iron cell, and the four transformation fighters were silent, like four silent sculptures, but all stared at it with indifferent eyes.

Don't worry if you have thickened iron cells.

Four more remodeling fighters?

The cloud eagle's equipment had long been taken, but even if it hadn't, he would not have broken this sturdy cage and would not have escaped among the guards of the four reform fighters.

The eagle shouted furiously, and now he can't do anything, not even have the strength to hit the wall to kill himself.

The next day.

Wilderness scientists brought the eagle into the lab again, and all sorts of messy drugs were used on him, one of which was called the ointment from the Divine Domain. When applied to the eagle, it was instantly absorbed by the skin, and then the eagle felt all over his capillary collapse, and he began to bleed wildly, this time almost coma.

The monkey says it's a famous forged medicine in the Divine Domain: blood cream change!

It is said to be a treasure medicine to build the foundations of the hunter. Although it can cause massive capillary rupture and cause major bleeding, it can send out impurities and harmful substances in the body to greatly improve the musculoskeletal.

Day 3

Wilderness scientists throw a cloud hawk into a pool, and then pour a milky white liquid into the pool that is constantly soaking cold air, which freezes as soon as it comes into contact with the body. A few minutes later, the whole cloud eagle was sealed in milky cold ice with only one face left on the outside.

The bitter cold, deep into the bone marrow, made the eagle suffer again.

Day four, day five, day six… these evil and bloody wilderness scientists are torturing cloudhawks every day with a different pattern. This is the most painful and terrible nightmare a cloudhawk has ever had!

Once again, the eagle was dragged back to the iron cell.

The pitch-black iron prison, cold and damp, transformed the fighters from four to eight.

The eagle had more iron locks and shackles. When the eagle sat up, he found that in just a few days, he was at least five centimetres tall, touched his abdomen, felt a hard bone, several abdominal muscles emerged, no longer looked like bone lean, his clothes seemed to be several sizes smaller than before.

The effects of these drugs on the body are indeed very evident.

The Doctor has so far not officially begun to rehabilitate, because the cloudhawk was too thin when he first arrived at the base, which is one of the most important experimental experiences of the Doctor, so his physical condition was improved before the formal experiment, so these days were tortured.

The cloud eagle feels that hearing and vision are also greatly enhanced, and strength and physique are definitely improved. If they change to normal, they will definitely be happy, but in this situation, they are really not happy anymore.

Are we really gonna let that old guy get away with this? Damn it!

Cloud eagle shackles were pulled and clicked, and cloud eagles quietly pulled their clothes apart, although all the other equipment had been taken away, the little stones hanging from their chests were still there. These wilderness scientists were very rude and barbaric, they just took the equipment away, they didn't even change his clothes for so many days, and this little rock didn't even look at me, so I didn't really care.

The cloudhawk pulled the geek down and held it in his hand.

He had no choice but to hope on a stone that had not been tested.

“Get me out of here! ”

“Get out of here! Get me out of here! ”

This stone has been activated twice since it was acquired by the eagle, but every time it was activated under passive circumstances. The eagle knew that Roast, the old fox, was very cunning and extremely cautious, and that he could not give him any chance of resistance. In the hands of these people, the eagle today is no different from the mouse and can only endure daily drug destruction.

The only chance of escape now is to find a way to activate this rock and use this rock space to get out of this damn place!