672: C672 A Thousand Ways to Die

C672 A Thousand Ways to Die

Permanently imprisoned, pressed to the ground by the Five Finger Mountains for a long time. Ao Zheng had long fallen into a state of madness.

Looking at Ao Zheng who had fallen into a frenzied state, Faang Fann suddenly smiled.

"What a pity... If I had a high grade King Stage Battle Slave card now, you would have become my Battle Slave..."

"As for now... Tsk..."

"Hand over the Divine Crystal and Spirit Crystal on your body. Perhaps... I can make you feel more comfortable..."

"At the very least... I won't make you starve to death!"

For a Nine-Star King Stage expert like this, it wouldn't be a problem for him to not eat for a short period of time...

However, if he was unable to absorb the surrounding spirit energy due to the long period of time, he might slowly lose weight and eventually die.

Starving to death... was clearly the most painful way to die.

"Hehe! Don't even think about it!"

"All my treasures are stored in my Sumeru Space. If you kill me, these things will automatically flow into the turbulent spatial current and you won't get anything!"

"Hahaha! Kill me! Kill me if you dare! I'm not afraid of death! Come! Kill me! Quickly kill me!"

Ao Zheng seemed very excited, he had been begging for death.

Faang Fann secretly praised.

"It's very easy to die..."

"But unfortunately, you don't even have the capital to die now!"

"In this space, I am God!"

"Since you don't cooperate well, then don't blame me... for using some small tricks!"

"Annihilation!"

Faang Fann let out a soft snort. One after another, blade-lights suddenly appeared on Ao Zheng's body, trying to probe him, and started to cut him at an extreme speed.

Strands of blood spurted out.

When Ao Zheng was about to lose his patience, Faang Fann would use some Apocalyptic Point to heal his injuries.

This cycle repeated itself... This was the cruelest torture!

After this torture was used, it would be another kind of torture...

In any case, it was to let this Emissary of Hell of Devil Heaven Pavilion in front of him test him crazily between life and death.

He came to the gates of hell time and time again, but he didn't die again and again.

Ao Zheng's spirit had collapsed!

"Urgh..."

"Cough cough cough..."

"Don't... don't torture me too much..."

"I'll give... I'll give you everything, let me go..."2

Ao Zheng's eyes instantly turned blood red, and his body began to tremble unnaturally.

Damn it! This was too scary!

After dying once, he gritted his teeth and persisted for a while before passing away.

But to die a hundred times? What about a thousand times?

Who could keep holding on!

The pain that came from his body made Ao Zheng feel desperate!

Not only his body, but even his soul had suffered a severe injury.

"Ugh... This is not the end! I thought... you could at least endure a few hundred more deaths... There are less than a hundred deaths... Boring, truly boring!"

"It's not easy to have an Iron Head kid to play with me... What a pity!"

"How fun was that stubborn look of yours just now!"

"Once you admit your mistake, your character will collapse!"

"Why don't you persist for a while longer? Let me enjoy this kind of enjoyment again?"

Faang Fann said in a serious manner. Ao Zheng was about to cry...

He shouldn't bully others like this! How could he be like this!

"I... I have already opened the Sumeru Space... inside... inside is full of savings..."

"Three million Divine Crystal... and nine thousand Spirit Crystal..."

"Huff... Huff... Huff..."

"Take whatever you like inside!"

"Please don't torture me too much!"

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