1640: C1640 Torture into the Depths of the Soul

C1640 Torture into the Depths of the Soul

"You killed me and you still want my secret scripture?"

"I'm telling you, don't even f * cking think about it!"

Perverted Evil Cultivator laughed sinisterly, his face full of craziness and malevolence.

His mood now was extremely irritable and unstable, like a barrel of explosives that could ignite at any moment.

He could not accept his death, nor could he accept Liu Lei's order.

These two things made him very angry. He was so angry that there was something wrong with his head, and it was a mess.

However, Liu Lei didn't care about Perverted Evil Cultivator's feelings. He still said lightly:

"You don't have to say it. I'll make you say it even if you don't want to. You even have to beg me to say it."

"Soul Ant Fire."

As he spoke, Liu Lei flicked his finger, sending a special attack condensed by the soul towards Perverted Evil Cultivator.

It was something that looked like both a flame and an ant, but it was flying at a relatively slow speed.

However, no matter how slow it was, Perverted Evil Cultivator, who was frozen in place, couldn't dodge at all.

Even though he knew that this attack was definitely not simple, his face revealed a terrified expression.

However, there was nothing he could do. He just couldn't dodge. He could only watch in horror as the attack approached.

When the attack touched his soul body, he only felt a bit of itchiness and numbness, and then, the Soul Ant Fire blended in and disappeared without a trace.

"You … What did you do to me... "

Perverted Evil Cultivator looked at Liu Lei in fear and panic.

Although he was frozen, he could still speak.

But just as he asked, the Soul Ant Fire had already begun to act up. It didn't need Liu Lei to explain.

Bang!

An invisible flame ignited from Perverted Evil Cultivator's ghost body, it was burning very fiercely.

However, this flame seemed to have no offensive power and did not weaken Perverted Evil Cultivator's ghost in the slightest.

This was something that Liu Lei had specially improved, the attack power was already infinitely close to zero.

This kind of attack that had neither offensive power nor torturous effects was meant to make the torturous situation last longer.

As long as Liu Lei did not stop, they could torture him until the end of time.

"Enjoy it. It will only get more comfortable."

Liu Lei smiled faintly like a devil.

And Perverted Evil Cultivator soon experienced what it meant to be 'comfortable'. It was completely different from the beginning.

When the flames started to burn, he only felt that it was a little hot, not particularly hot.

However, after the flames burned for a while, he suddenly felt that there were a lot of ants crawling in his body.

As these ants crawled, it brought a painful and itchy feeling to his soul.1

As the number of ants increased, the feeling of itchiness and pain gradually intensified, as if there was an unlimited growth rate.

The most terrifying thing was that the ant seemed to have some sort of fuel-like substance on it that could enhance the fierceness of the flame while attracting it.

Thus, wherever the ant crawled, there would be three kinds of sensations: pain, itchiness, and scalding.

With these three senses added together, even humans wouldn't be able to withstand it, much less a sensitive soul body.

When the ants covered the inside of Perverted Evil Cultivator's chest, Perverted Evil Cultivator finally cried out miserably, as if he was going through a torture.

This was indeed a form of torture, a torture that no one could endure, a torture that went straight to the depths of their soul.

"Little bastard! You will die a horrible death! "

"If you have the ability, then give me a quick death. Don't play such torturous tricks. How despicable!"

"You are a despicable hypocrite!"

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