Principality of Sisai, Newk City, the lowest floor of the prison. The dim candlelight lengthened the shadows, and was swayed by the screams.
"Sir, these damn things are so hard, look..." an old man wearing a mage's robe said coldly.
"It's up to you. It's best if you can ask something. If you can't ask, kill them all." City Lord Christo stood up and left, his eyes full of anger.
These prisoners were all nomadic tribesmen, and were imprisoned here because they were suspected of being spies from the ancient city. As a hard-liner, the lord of Newk City, Christo, directly announced their fate.
"Tell the truth and I will grant you mercy, and the so-called mercy means that you will die more comfortably." This was Christo's promise, but it seemed very cruel.
"She is the saint of our tribe and the hope of the future. Kill her if you want. Do you think we will be afraid of death? Damn the Sese Dog!"
"We are not spies of King Ogu at all. Sir, you don't even know about the nomadic tribes, right?"
"My wife and children have all been killed by you, hahaha, you will be cursed by the old gods!"
"Hey, hey, can you do something exciting besides pulling out nails and using a soldering iron? Haven't you eaten yet?"
The strong men who still had a trace of breath roared angrily, and their wrists and chains were torn apart again, but they no longer felt pain.
They are the last few warriors of their nomadic tribe, and they have witnessed the brutality of the Xisai cavalry. As for the ridiculous "spies" excuse, it was directly used as an excuse.
My beloved wife died before my eyes, the infant baby turned into a corpse, the cries of my companions turned into thick smoke, and the bonfire that should have been warm was cold and cold.
They don't want to know the reason now, and they don't care where they are. Death is the final release and a time to reunite with the tribe.
But they still overestimated the "kindness" of the other party. They cut off their legs to prevent them from escaping, and kept their eyes so that they could see the reality clearly. As for being able to still spit out fragrance, they had to find the one in their mouths and run away.
"Saint".
"Okay, okay, I've almost finished playing. If any of you want to speak, you can shout." The old magician smiled sinisterly, and then took out a ball from the storage bag.
This is a vicious object he got when he was away from the alien race in his early years. Although it has no active attack ability, it is the best choice for torture of prisoners.
The skeletal wasp swarm is a poisonous insect mother body unique to the dark elves. It contains a queen bee and nearly a hundred others of the same kind. They can cause severe stings to the target with the needle-like bone pincers on their abdomen, which can cause real harm.
, but in its nesting and breeding behaviors.
Once the swarm is released, it will burrow into the target's body under the drive of the owner, and will complete the "moving" behavior within half an hour.
They then cause the target's bones to grow into the muscle tissue. Because the new bones grow too quickly, the subject will usually feel intense pain, with bones piercing flesh. When this process begins, the host will appear in search of darkness,
Compulsive behavior hiding in closed locations.
However, these are just the beginning of despair. The host will completely lose the ability to speak and even lose the ability to move due to difficulty breathing and extreme pain caused by the new bone combination.
Their bodies will become "bone nests", and the skeletal wasps will hide themselves in their "new home". Their bodies will curl up in a fetal-like position, and the whole process will be accompanied by pain.
When all bones are transformed, the host's body will also become an approximately spherical object, shrinking to 3/4 of its original size.
However, despair continues, and the protruding parts of the host's new bones will continue to grow. If possible, the body will be fixed in a new position.
Until this point, the host's skeletal structure was almost completely unrecognizable because it had completely transformed into a circular "cage" to protect the internal organs and community (skeletal wasp colony).
At this stage, the queen will give birth to thousands of offspring, including worker bees, drones and soldier bees, similar to a typical insect nest with distinct hierarchies.
Eventually, the internal structure of the host's body is difficult to identify as human. Some of the organs are used as food, and the rest are transformed into brood chambers by worker bees.
Moreover, they use the host's digestive organs in a very clever way: after soldier ants collect organic materials, they convert them into nutrient solution through the host's digestive organs, which can be used to support both the bee colony and the host itself.
As the old man muttered to himself, the swarm of skeletal bees also penetrated into the bodies of the strong men of the nomadic tribe. The screams were endless, and the bottom floor of the prison turned into purgatory.
The morning light replaced the starlight, but finally sank into the dark sky. Two days is a short time for most people, but in the eyes of these strong nomadic tribesmen, it seems as slow as a thousand years.
From the itchy feeling at the beginning, to the creaking of the bones in the body. From the severe pain spreading throughout the body, to being completely reduced to a bystander.
They witnessed a bloody feast, but unfortunately, they were both the protagonists and the audience. Pain is sometimes not terrible, because pain and fear are very different.
Maybe it's his own hallucination, maybe everything is a nightmare. The strong men of the nomadic tribe can only think this way, hoping to wake up as soon as possible.
In this nightmare, they saw their bodies constantly twisting and deforming, and finally hanging in mid-air like a chrysalis.
In this nightmare, they saw countless bees, and they seemed to be building nests and carnivaling inside themselves.
In this nightmare, they saw what horror is, the despair of not being able to die, and the greatest sorrow of life.
In this nightmare, they saw an old face and a hexagram pattern on its body. Magicians, they are really a bunch of lunatics!
But the most desperate thing is that they did not enter the Hall of Valor in the end. Because they lost everything, but they still retained their consciousness, and only their consciousness was left.
Because except for those "dispensable" parts, all the necessary tissues and organs for "people" are still functioning normally. It's just that the heart has become the boudoir of the queen bee, and dark green liquid is also flowing in the blood vessels.
"Open the vent, and then you can go out first." The old man waved his hand to recall the new queen bee and the swarm, and then used his staff.
Upon hearing this, the guards, who had already turned pale, bowed and saluted one after another, and then left the bottom floor of the prison as if they were running away. They are Cisse cavalry, they can kill the enemy without hesitation, but they don't like to watch such bloody performances.<
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Several fireballs shot out, and the old man stood at the door and watched coldly, while the hives were billowing with smoke. There was no shouting, no trace of begging for mercy, and there was only the sound of creaking in the air.
The skeletal wasp swarm is this weird thing. Although it can make the host worse than death, it has no attack power as long as it stays away.
The iron door of the prison was closed again, and the old man sat in the carriage and gently stroked the spherical object. He didn't care who died, he only cared about who the next target was.