Chapter 1707: Hanged man (2/2)
”You won't die.”
Hei Ye Ming said, ”When the Black Wind Fleet comes, the enemies of the empire will die, and there will be no place to bury them!”
Jin Xinyue was both excited and agitated, suddenly straightened her left arm, clenched her fist, gritted her teeth and shouted, ”Long live the empire!”
Hei Yeming also flattened his fist, and said in a deep voice, ”Long live the empire!”
”Then—”
Jin Xinyue licked her chapped lips, took a deep breath, and still asked anxiously, ”The real'Dark Moon Project' will begin in 24 hours?”
”Yes, 24 hours.”
Hei Yeming said, ”Although the Black Wind Fleet is not fully prepared yet, since you have done so much work here, you may be discovered by the Federation at any time. The opportunity is not to be lost, and the loss will never come. The sooner we start, the better. !
”Don't underestimate Chunfeng's Secret Sword Bureau. Before they can react, they must deal a fatal blow to the heart of the Federation!
”Twenty-four hours later, the Black Wind Fleet will land on the Tianyuan Realm, and the battle will determine the universe!
”Go get ready. This may be the longest 24 hours in the history of the Federation. Make sure that nothing goes wrong with the plan, Jin... Governor, the future Marquis of the Empire!”
Jin Xinyue trembled from the heart: ”I will, I must--”
Hei Yeming cut off the ultra-long-distance communication between the two sides, and the trembling figure of the ”Marquisess of the Future Empire” was so excited that it gradually distorted, thinned and disappeared, and the bridge returned to cold and gloom.
Hei Yeming stood in the gloom for a long time, frowning slightly, as if thinking about an extremely important strategic issue.
After a while, he activated another communication line, igniting another vivid, three-dimensional light curtain in front of him.
The scene presented in the light curtain is a small secret room, white, delicate and quiet.
The various small but spotless instruments of torture in the corner make this secret room look like some kind of weird operating room.
In the center of the secret room, with a thick steel cable, a man was hanging upside down.
This man was shackled up and down by the yoke made of superalloy steel. The yoke was stacked on top of the yoke, and then wrapped in layers of armor engraved with heavy restrictions. It was almost nailed to him in an upside-down iron coffin. Only the head is still exposed.
But even his head was deadlocked by an iron mask with no gaps, making him unable to make a sound, see things, or hear others.
Sight, hearing, smell, touch, taste...all perceptions are sealed off, only the pain is magnified to ten times the limit of ordinary people, making the hanging man immersed in the bottom of the boundless hell.
Dozens of crystal cables extended from the hanging man and connected to a crystal brain and various psychic torture magic weapons.
From the real human empire, the modern torture and torture equipment does not need to be so embarrassed that flesh and blood can fly, and it directly stimulates the nerve endings, and can create pain that is dozens of times more intense than a thousand swords in every minute.
And the high degree of control over the muscles can even prevent the victim from screaming and twitching, just like a piece of dead meat that still has a neural response, and then it is fried and braised.
The hanged man at this moment is just like that.
Hei Ye Ming made a gesture, indicating that the Imperial Spy, who was manipulating the magic weapon of torture, temporarily stopped, and loosened the restriction that blocked the ears on both sides of the iron mask of the hanged man.
”Jin Xinyue's words are exactly the same as you guessed.”
The commander of the Black Wind Fleet said to the Hanged Man very calmly.