As Faith Freddy struggled to free himself from the chains around his neck, wrists, and ankles, Talos struck him hard on the temple, sending him crashing into the wall.
"Did I hit you where it hurts?"
Talos continued to pace around the prisoner.
Faith Freddy spat out blood.
"I think you can't hold it any longer."
Faith Freddy stared at Talos as long as the chains would allow.
The son of the Eighth Legion also narrowed his eyes and met Faith Freddy's gaze.
"Huron's dogs, do you want to hear what I think of you?"
"Whether you think about it or not, you will say that the Eighth Legion is the lost dog."
Talos smiled, with incomparable cruelty.
"I tell you, I have seen many things, including this... Huron will die as lowly as a dog, I swear, but you are not conscious enough to witness it."
As he spoke, something with spikes and flashing arcs flashed in Talos's hands.
"Of course, I will try to let you see..."
After half an hour of torture, torture, electric shock and burning, Talos released the unconscious prisoner and headed to the second cell.
"stand up."
He used his armored palm to backhand Bonny's face, which was hung on the wall. The Red Pirate soldier was shocked and opened his eyes.
"Where did we just talk?"
Talos opened the pliers inserted into the wound on the other man's shoulder, tearing away the bloody scab that had formed in the hours since the last interrogation.
Bonnie answered him with a scream. Just when he seemed about to faint from the pain again, Talos plunged a syringe into the side of his neck and pressed down the plunger.
"What are you doing... to me?"
Bonnie's eyes seemed to be staring at the top of the cell, as if there were other people in the room. All his fingernails had been pulled out, and one-third of his skin had been peeled off.
His face, which was quite handsome at first, is now as ferocious as an evil ghost.
"I'm making sure you stay awake during the next phase of the interrogation. It would bother me if you passed out from the pain... and I promise you, you'll be in so much pain."
Bonnie smiled, and blood flowed to his lips again.
"Let me get down here, asshole, and I'll tell you what pain really means."
He rattled the chains that tied him to the wall of the interrogation room, but even if he had not been weakened by the torture of the past few days, he would still be tightly bound by these fine gold chains.
Talos smiled contemptuously and continued his questions.
"Old question, what is Huron going to do next? Stop trying to send signals to other people. All the communication devices implanted under the skin have been stripped from your body when you came down. The reason why I know this is,
Because it was I who removed them with my own hands."
Talos walked to the table in the back of the interrogation room and picked up a saw blade.
"Don't force me to use violence, I don't like violence."
He held the knife and slowly approached the prisoner.
But Bonnie didn't say anything, just stared at Talos.
"Last time, answer?"
The silence lasted for a few seconds, and then Talos stabbed the saw blade knife neatly into the base of Bonnie's chest and pulled it upward, cutting the lower end of the opponent's third lung.
Then he inserted a powerful electric shock device into the wound, releasing a burst of strong electric current.
Bonnie made a half-screaming, half-gasping sound as his internal organs were burned by the electric current and blood poured out of his nostrils.
Just when Talos was about to increase the intensity of the current, he spoke.
"Tyrant, Tyrant plans to take back the Vicious Divine Power and Goliath."
"Goliath? What is Goliath?"
Talos gripped the knife harder. The meaning of this move was obvious. If the next answer was not what he wanted, he would twist the knife.
"The Possessor, a Possessor!"
Bonnie said in a voice that was not his own, and then his body relaxed, as if saying it eased his pain.
"Possessor?"
Talos let go of the knife, clamped Bonnie's chin with his hands, pulled his head up, and made the other person face him.
Bonnie's eyeballs rolled back in their sockets, revealing the bloodshot whites of his eyes.
"What's the use of this enchanter?"
"He is a monster created by the wizard at a great cost to the tyrant. He can accurately locate and search for targets in the subspace."
Talos frowned. Sevatar never told him about this.
"Next question, who told you that the evil divine power exists here."
"I, I don't know either."
The prisoner's eyeballs rolled up again, revealing his pupils and irises.
Talos grabbed the handle of the saw blade and turned it slowly.
Bonnie's eyes suddenly widened, and he opened his mouth to scream, but before he could make any sound, Talos pushed his forearm between the opponent's jaws, smashing several of the opponent's teeth.
"When I removed my arm, the only sound you could make was to tell me the answer, got it?"
Bonnie nodded wildly, blood and sweat flowing from his smooth head.
Talos then slowly moved his forearm out of the opponent's mouth, and then several broken teeth fell to the ground.
"I only know...that they are a group of guys called Soul Drinkers. I really don't know anything else."
When the interrogation was over, Talos walked out of the cell and closed the door.
In this dim corridor in the deepest part of the Chapter's monastery fortress, a tall figure was waiting for him.
"Did you get anything valuable?"
Soshyan asked in a low voice.
"Did it."
Talos made a lazy sound, then walked to the pool and washed away the blood on his hands with clean water.
"In addition to the Canaanite Voice, Huron's other target was a possessed man named Goliath."
Soshiyang thought for a moment and then asked:
"anything else?"
"The people who told them that the Voice of Canaan was here were a group of guys called Soul Drinkers."
"It's them!"
Soshyan suddenly made a sound mixed with anger and surprise.
Talos glanced at him.
"Enemy?"
"That's right."
Soshyan shook his head and told Talos the whole story of the Soul Drinker incident.
"I can't tell. He is a very honest person, but he is so brave in private."
Talos looked at Soshyan from head to toe again in surprise, and then Soshyan smiled coquettishly and asked knowingly:
"are you talking about me?"
"Is there a third person here?"
Soshyan decided to drop the topic.
"Taros, thank you for your help. It is not easy to find a torture expert... Although I still cannot accept your position."
Talos smiled softly and wiped the water stains on his hands with a white towel.
"I'm not helping you, just for revenge."
"Revenge? To Huron?"
"yes."
"For whom?"
"Fandrod."
Soshyan had heard some of the name Vandrod from Savita.
"He was killed by the Red Pirates?"
"He and the Blood Alliance were destroyed in order to regain the Cursed Echo, but in the end the Cursed Echo was also destroyed. Maybe this is our sad fate..."