Chapter 254 - Stopping the fallen god awakening part 1 (1/2)
[Somewhere inside holy palace]
[Saint Louis point of view]
The constant groaning of pain...
My enemies dragging me. They're victorious, and yet they're the loser in the fight they initiates
The dark hallway or was it because of my dim vision not appreciating the torch and the fire stone being placed left and right to lighten up the hallway
”Another one...”
”Poor him... Getting the same fate as us”
”No. She wouldn't hurt someone before experimenting on it. He got it worse than us”
”SILENT!” [Old follower C]
I see. They will bring me there. To her playground. An extreme playground builds for her passion of tormenting other and to satiate her own desire
”Now, take the head crusher and bring it to me!” [Saintess Angela]
”Yes!” [Old follower A]
It hurts. My body is aching all over the place. My eyes feels like it's burning from the excessive input of my own light mana when fighting against all of those trying to kill me during the meeting. My hearing, all I heard are some buzzing sound accompanied by feeling of excessive vertigo and nausea. Blood might have stop dripping from wound all over my body, but my periphery are unusually cold, and it's not due to the environment, but rather due to the excessive blood loss I sustained during the battle. When was it, the last time I feel this scared... Was it when our home was raided, or was it when one of my brother corpses was mutilated right in front of me...
(Stop thinking about this Louis! Stay calm and composed, whatever happens, you must stop their plot to awaken the fallen god!) [Saint Louis]
”Here is the head crusher!” [Old follower A]
”Now leave! Let me have some fun first before throwing this guy into the abyss!” [Saintess Angela]
”R...R...R... Right!” [Old follower A]
And the old follower quickly left after seeing the true demeanor of his beloved saintess.
”Hahaha...” [Saint Louis]
”You shit! What is it you find so funny!” [Saintess Angela]
”So unlike a saintess, not that I am one to complaint after killing more than half the attendees, or maybe you're simply furious because of the large wound I gave to you” [Saint Louis]
”UUUUUUUUURHHHHHHHHHGHHHHHHH!” [Saintess Angela]
The large wound that I gave to her, it run from the very top of her forehead down to her umbilicus, and even below, and a deep one at that. More than unhappiness because her beauty appearance is there no more, the constant high pitch screaming is more due to the torn from her excessive pride being shattered by me
Saintess Rumia, you're without a doubt far better than this screaming sadistic person right in front of me. I'm glad it's you the one that supports me
”Come here! I'll crush your head!” [Saintess Angela]
”Ouch!” [Saint Louis]
Taking my head and slamming it at the metallic base of the head crusher, Saintess Angela quickly operate the head crusher. This torture device is composed of a screw, a large screw with a wide base being controlled by a small spinning wheel. It serves no purpose other than to torture people, as when the screw pressed on a person's head, it will not only bring intense pain, but the pressure will also crush one skull, protruding one's eye balls and also shattering one's teeth. A famous torturing device from the black market sold by the dark guild. How ironic is it, no, more like a karma as I once sold it to a noble to feed my family
”GAAAHHHHH!” [Saint Louis]